Happenstance

by Tessa Bailey

“Never had anything so delicious in my fucking life,”

“How does the rest of her taste?”

“That’s what makes a good girl tight and wet at the same time, isn’t it?”

“I should have stopped sooner, but the more I licked it, the better it tasted. And love, it tasted like fucking paradise to begin with.” His eyes drift shut and he glides his tongue along the seam of his upper lip, remembering, savoring. “Already imagining next time, Elise.”

“Christ, I’ve been beating my cock until it’s sore thinking of you and I still won’t be able to hold it in,” Gabe hisses through his teeth. “Just can’t believe I’ve actually got my cock inside you. You’re warm and wet for me, too. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

“Jesus, Elise.” He pushes deep and holds, muscles jumping, and I can tell he’s taking a break to prevent himself from finishing too early. “I was going to take this slow, but you’ve got a deep little clench that I like too fucking much. It’s killing me.” He uses the sleeve of his shirt to swipe sweat from his forehead. “And you want this. Look at you. You need it mean, huh?”

“She likes it rough,” Gabe pants. “Then that’s what she gets,” Tobias says hoarsely. “We’ll wear our good girl out every fucking time, won’t we?” “Yes,” growl the three of them. An erotic trio of baritones.

“Fuck,” Banks says, the word almost unintelligible because he’s breathing so hard. “She’s even sexier covered in sweat.” He rams into me, making me scream. “Those tits, especially. But God help me, it’s the way that she looks at me. So trusting. That’s what’s making me come. I can’t stop myself.” “Just a minute longer, Banks,” Tobias murmurs, watching my face carefully. “She’s holding back, but she’s so bloody close.” “We’ve got you, Elise,” Gabe says, kissing my temple. “You’re safe.”

“You deserve to have me down on my hands and knees, licking this, every time. But fuck me, love, you can’t get any wetter.”

“Oh. Damn, love. Dammit.” He thrusts inside me once, twice, coming to an abrupt stop. Cursing. “Remind me to apologize to Gabe for laughing at him. For coming too soon. I get it now,” he says, voice like gravel. “It’s not often I’m rendered speechless but…” He punches his hips hard, my butt smacking hard against the metal, his guttural groan rousing something dark and confident inside of me. “Fuck.”

“You should be the arrogant one,” he grits out, baring his teeth against my ear. “You’re going to ruin my life with this pussy. This wet little high-end pussy. Go ahead and claw and scratch at me, love, I’m not going to stop fucking it.”

“You come like a fucking queen,” he whispers into my perspiring neck, awed, bouncing me once, twice, and hello—I’m back online. “My queen. Our queen.”

“That’s a good girl,” Gabe breathes, tone heavy. “That’s our girl.”

“If I was an animal, love, I’d fuck your little mouth the way I fucked you from behind today on the roof. Is that what you’re asking for?”

“It’s the perfect mouth, isn’t it, Gabe?” Tobias asks, his voice like the deepest, darkest region of a cave, his fingers still twisting in my hair. “So beautiful and generous. So excited to be full of cock. Are you going to come in it?”

“She deserves better than the hallway.” “I’m well aware of that.” Tobias kisses her furiously, wetly, his hands moving roughly up and down the outsides of her naked thighs. “You try ending a kiss with her, mate. She tastes like the fucking sun.”

“I could never give enough back to you, Elise. Never. You’ve given me so much already. But I can protect you and feed you and make you moan, can’t I? I can fuck you the way you need it. Dirty and mean, baby. Come on it.”