Page 31 of Twisted Devotion
I’ve never heard a more beautiful sound in my life. “Make him do that again.”
Stevie smiles with a mouth full of Bo’s cock and starts to work in and out of his hole, hopefully reaching his prostate to make him see stars.
Bo looks at me, and I bite my lip, trying not to moan because his eyes are on me, and this view is too good. “Ma’am…” He grips her head, slowing her down, as he grits out, “If you don’t get her to stop, I’ll be coming down her throat instead of filling her tight little cunt up.”
* Sinners (feat. Thomas LaRosa) - Ari Abdul, Thomas LaRosa
CHAPTER
TWENTY-THREE
STEVIE
Audrey’s voice comes out as a moan, and I think it might be quickly becoming one of my biggest turn-ons. “Bo, fuck her.”
The fact that me sucking her husband’s cock has her this turned on… I don’t know how long she’s going to last in that cuck chair—when we’re actually fucking. Hopefully not too long, because I need to taste her like I need my next breath.
?*And it’s only been a day.
“Yes, Ma’am.” Then he asks her, “How do you want us, Darlin’?” He’s back up on his elbows, still looking at me with a shocked expression.
“I told you you’d enjoy it. Just wait until I peg you, all while Audrey’s riding this pretty cock of yours. Or maybe you can fuck her from behind, and I can be behind?—”
He grips the tip of his cock as he cuts me off. “I’m going to come if you don’t stop!”
“Ride him,” she instructs.
Bo scoots up the bed slightly, and I’m bracketing his body between my legs. My cunt drags up his length, pressing it to his stomach as I grind back and forth. I’m using him exactly howI want. His hands land on my hips, and my hands are on his stomach to gain some leverage. He’s way more muscular than I imagined, but they’re not the muscles that are formed from going to the gym constantly; it’s the kind you gain from using your body all day long.
Bo’s eyes are closed, and he almost looks to be in pain. “Bo… you good?” I ask, still grinding back and forth with his cock between my folds.
With his jaw clenched, he grits out, “Stevie, I’m going to come on my stomach if you keep sliding that wet pussy all over me like that.” He leans up to see what’s going on, and the guttural groan that leaves him has my pussy clenching around nothing.
So without a word, I reach between us, line him up, and slowly sink down onto his length. I bounce up and down then get to my feet to really show him a fun time. “Mmm, I forgot how good cock feels.”
Bo’s hands grip the sheets as if it’s the only grip on reality this man has, his expression almost pained.
“Fuck, Stevie, you look so good taking my husband’s cock.” Audrey’s hand is working her clit. I watch with rapt attention as she sticks her other fingers in her mouth, then shoves them into her pussy.
I can’t hold it back anymore. “Princess, please join us. Come put that pretty pussy in my face, please,” I finally break, begging Audrey. Which is not like me. I always stay in the scene no matter what, but I tell myself this isn’t the same as sex work. It feels different already…
“I want to be able to see both of you for your first time together. I’ll join in next time, I promise.” She nods down to her pussy. “I’m enjoying myself exactly where I’m at.”
The deep desire to have her closer to me is almost too much to hold back.
I need her more than I’ve needed somebody in a long time—both of them if I’m being honest with myself, but that’s going to be ignored for now.
Bo, being the gentleman he is, has his hands under my ass cheeks, helping take some of the pressure off my knees, while moving me up and down his length. “Ma’am, I’m not going to last long, I really hope I don’t disappoint you…” Him talking to Audrey while he’s in me would normally piss me off, but I’m not in charge tonight, so I just bask in the pleasure and the fact that he’s so close to the edge from only being in me for a few seconds.
I lean down slightly and whisper, “I like it when you come fast, Boden.” I swear I feel his cock flinch inside of me, and it only feeds the monster that lives inside of me.
The monster that feeds off begging and whimpering men who love to come on command.
With that, I reach forward and start rubbing my clit while Bo’s pained expression slowly morphs to a relaxed one as he accepts his fate.
As I’m rubbing my clit, Audrey’s doing the same while fucking herself with her fingers. Then she demands, “Come, everyone—come for me.”
To feed the breeding kink I know these two have, I add, “Yes, come in me, Bo. Fill me up! Breed me!”
