Breathing heavily, I watched as Colt put his fingers inside his mouth and sucked them clean. “Do I taste good?” I asked. Colt gave me a smirk that was proud and sinful. “Yes, you do.” I grabbed Creed’s hand and pulled it out from my underwear. I brought it up to my mouth. Colt’s smirk dropped and heat filled his eyes as I licked the tip of one of Creed’s fingers. I tasted kind of sweet. I took the rest of Creed’s finger into my mouth and sucked it clean like Colt had done to his fingers. They both groaned.
