Page 81 of Make Us Yours
He then disappears into the water, while Gabe hops out and takes Noah’s place at my side. Noah’s hands take hold of my legs as he lifts them slowly over his shoulder; his eyes stay on mine the whole time as he brings his hands to my hips next.
“Is this okay?” he asks quietly, pulling me slightly closer to him.
“Yes.”
They barely give me any time to adjust to the changed positions before Noah’s mouth is devouring my pussy. His facial hair tickles my sensitive skin, making me shiver all over, while Gabe pushes down his swim shorts.
He fists his cock, stroking it a few times as I whimper and shake against Noah’s tongue. I’m so sensitive right now that every little flick makes me see stars.I’ll never make it to eight without passing out.
Gabe’s cock is just as beautiful, yet completely different from Noah’s. His isn’t as long and doesn’t have a curve at the tip, but it’s much thicker. Much, much thicker.Ooh… That stretch is definitely going to hurt a little. But it’s a sexy dick, so totally worth it.
Jesus, what have they done to me? Is every penis suddenly beautiful? Or am I simply so far gone that everything about them appeals to me?
Gabe fists my hair with one hand as he guides my open moaning mouth to his cock. He swipes the tip along my lips first, spreading his precum all over them as I slip my tongue out to lick them clean, humming with satisfaction.
“You like how I taste, Vixen?” He grins.
“Yes. I want more,” I beg breathlessly.
“Then open wide.” And I do just that as he pushes my head down his shaft. “Fuuuuck! Your mouth might be my new favorite home.” His words encourage me as I bob up and down greedily.
“That’s it, baby. Suck my cock like the fucking queen you are.”
My eyes snap open at his choice of words as I look up and find him smirking at me. Memories of our first encounter flash before my eyes, his words sounding just like those I once spoke to him.
~ Eight Months Ago ~
I stand in the middle of Aubrey’s brother’s kitchen, surrounded by a whole bunch of strangers and feeling entirely out of place, when a devilishly sexy blond man with a boyish smile walks up to me.
“Hey, I’m Gabriel. Famous goaltender for the New York Griffins.” He takes my hand in his and kisses it. “How about you and I spend some alone time after we’re done here?” he says with a smile.
The throat of a man equally as handsome with short dark hair clears next to him. “Unless you don’t mind my friend here joining us,” the blond tells me with a signature grin I’m sure makes all the women he tries to conquer melt.
Wow. This guy really has no shame.
A giggle leaves my lips as I close my eyes and tilt my head down timidly, pretending to be falling for his charm. If he knew anything about me, he’d know that I’m far from timid and that I despise men like him who think they can have whatever they want.
Gabriel’s smile widens as I open my eyes, clearly thinking he’s won another foolish woman over with his charming smile. Fluttering my lashes seductively, I take a step into him and rest my palms against his chest, playing along with the game.
“You know what I love?” I begin with a sultry voice. “A man who treats his woman with respect and dignity, who treats her like the queen she is. One who would do anything for her, who would give her anything her heart demands. A man who worships the ground she walks on, who attends to all her needs. All her deepest desires.”
I slide my hand up to the back of Gabriel’s head, fisting his shaggy blond hair through my fingers, and bring my lips an inch away from his as I peer down at them. “And you, Pretty Boy, are anything but.” I let go and push him away. “So, if you ever plan on getting into my pants like you seem to desperately want, prepare to beg on your knees.” I turn my back to him, my electric blue hair whipping him in the face as I walk away.
~ Present Day ~
He grazes my cheek with his knuckles as I keep watching him, seeing him under a new light. “My queen,” he whispers. “You’ve always had me onmy knees, Vixen. Right from the very start.”
And with his final words, I fall apart once more. I come all over Noah’s mouth as his hands tighten around my hips slightly to keep me in place, my body jerking violently against him. Within seconds, my arms give out, no longer able to support me as I continue to tremble. My mouth pops off Gabe’s length as I crash to the hard surface beneath me, panting crazily.
“Oh my God…”
Chapter eighteen
Noah
What’s the magical number?
I watch Veronica’s body collapse to the ground, her limbs still twitching from her latest orgasm. We’ll never be able to give her eight in one session. She’s already super sensitive as it is, but now I can visibly see her pulse throbbing in her clit. One little touch there now feels like a torch to her.
