19.1
Nathaniel
This fucking girl.
Georgina lies on her back on the bed, her face flushed from the orgasm in the shower, her expression a mixture of satisfaction and longing.
I want to erase the longing part right off of her face. I want her to be satiated.
This girl has me wound so tight, so pent up from lusting after her, that I’m hard again, even after coming twice. Her mouth wasn’t enough for me. Jerking off on her and marking her mine wasn’t nearly enough either. I want to feel her pussy tight around my cock. I want to feel her scream her orgasm as she comes on me.
After the shower, Adriano and I took her to bed, laying her down between us – teasing and kissing and tormenting her again nonstop until she was writhing, begging to feel us inside her.
Now, Adriano's face is buried between Georgina's legs. Her moans echo loudly in the quiet of the bedroom.
I don’t know how the hell the three of us ended up like this. The idea that I’d share Georgina with anyone – especially my best friend – is insane. I’m not a generous man, and I’ve never shared a woman.
Except here I am with her and Adriano.
It makes no damn sense at all. It makes no sense that I’m watching Adriano between the legs of the girl I’ve been lusting after and that I don’t want to kill him with my bare hands for daring to touch her. And it makes no sense that the thought of Adriano and I being inside her at the same time makes my dick so hard I think it might explode.
I reach for a condom in the nightstand and tear open the wrapper, rolling it onto my length as I listen to Georgina’s moans and whimpers as Adriano licks her. Her moans are like music, a fucking symphony that fills the room.
She tilts her head back, her gaze meeting mine to linger only for a moment before it travels down the length of my body and settles on my cock. She does that thing where she takes her lower lip between her teeth, the thing she does when she's turned on.
As I make my way back to the bed, Adriano looks up at me, a dark look passing over his face. His jealousy that I'm about to be inside her is transparent, and Georgina notices, her expression softening as she brings herself up to a kneeling position in front of him on the bed. She kisses him, long and sensual, and I let them have their moment. When she pulls away, the look is erased from Adriano’s face and replaced by lust.
I kneel behind her on the bed, my hands exploring her body from behind as Adriano's roam the front of her. “Is this what you want, Georgina? You’re sure?”
She lets out a long moan. “I’m sure.”
Adriano groans. “You’ve thought about sucking my cock while Nathaniel fucked you?”
She whimpers. “Yes.”
I put a hand in the middle of her back, pushing her down to her elbows so she’s on all fours between us. “Like this?” I ask, caressing her ass cheek. Her pussy lips peek out from between her legs, glistening with her wetness, and I know the answer to my question already but I want her to say it.
“Yes.” Her voice cracks as she answers.
“I want to see you put Adriano’s cock in your mouth,” I demand, and she does, whimpering as she wraps her lips around him. His hands are on the back of her head as h
e begins to thrust into her mouth. “You thought about sucking Adriano's cock while my dick was buried inside you, and it made you come, didn't it?" I reach between her legs. She's so damn wet.
She moans her response, her voice muffled by Adriano’s shaft.
I can’t wait any longer. Pressing my cock to her pussy, I pause for a moment just inside her entrance, savoring the sensation of her tightness giving way to me. She arches her back and pushes her hips toward me, obviously greedy for my cock.
So I give it to her.
Gripping her hips, I plunge inside her in one swift movement until I'm buried deep, my balls pressed against her pussy lips. She's so tight that it nearly takes my breath away, and I have to pause for a second as she adjusts to my girth.
She moans, long and loud. But that’s not the only sound I hear. Adriano groans, too – low and guttural and totally primal, unlike anything I’ve ever heard from him before. When I look at him, his expression is one of torment. Gripping Georgina's hair, he thrusts into her mouth harder than he did before, clearly stirred up by seeing me fuck her.
I think that it must be jealousy that has him so wound up, until he speaks.
“Fuck her.” His voice is raspy as he encourages me. When he pushes deeper inside her mouth for emphasis, Georgina moans, rocking her ass against me and spurring me on. “Fuck her and tell me how her pussy feels.”
Then I realize that he’s not jealous. He’s turned on. Oh, hell. I thrust harder inside her, my movements quickening as she adjusts to me.
“Her pussy is the best thing on Earth.” It's not an exaggeration. I'm being honest. It's the best thing I've ever felt in my life. "It’s warm. So fucking warm and wet and tight. Hell, it’s insanely tight. Her pussy fits me like a glove, Adriano.”
"Oh, God," Georgina breathes, her words muffled. She moans over and over as she meets me with every thrust, bucking against me to impale herself on my cock.
"Just like her mouth," Adriano murmurs. "Her warm, wet, tight, perfect mouth."
I bring my hand down hard on Georgina's ass cheek, causing her to yelp. Her muscles squeeze my cock tightly in response to the blow. "Is this what you like, Georgina? Using your perfect mouth to suck Adriano's cock while I'm buried inside you? Being totally filled up by both of us?"
She pulls away from Adriano long enough to answer. “Yes. I love it.”
I can’t get enough of her.
"You want us to come in you, don't you, sugar?" Adriano asks. "You want us to fill you up from both ends?"
"Oh, God," she moans again, her words muffled.
"Rub your clit, sweetheart," I tell her because I'm already starting to lose control. I want her to come on my cock, to feel her pussy squeeze me until there's nothing left. "You're going to come on my cock and you're going to swallow every last drop that Adriano gives you."
"Oh, hell," Adriano growls.
Georgina reaches between her legs, balancing on her knees and one hand as Adriano fucks her mouth faster now. Arousal builds inside me as I plunge my cock deeper into her, reveling in the fact that she's so damn wet for us.
I lose track of time. I lose track of everything except how Georgina feels as she squeezes my cock, how her ass looks as I pull in and out of her, and how she bobs on Adriano's dick. The only thing I'm aware of now are sensations – the sound of my heavy, filled-to-bursting balls against the bottom of her pussy, her whimpers that turn into little grunts as she gets closer to climax, Adriano’s dirty words encouraging her to suck harder, faster, deeper.
Everything is sensation now – slickness and sweat, groans and grunts, moans and cries. Tightness and wetness and the softness of Georgina against me.
Until she cries out loudly, her voice breaking through every other sensation as she comes. The second she starts to orgasm, her pussy squeezes my cock, setting my orgasm off in an instant. I grip her hips, pulling her as tightly against me as she can possibly fit, fucking her harder and harder as I let go. Her muscles squeeze me, milk me, and demand everything from me.
I don’t close my eyes. I come inside her with my eyes open, watching as Adriano's face screws up and he yells, clutching her hair at the roots as he comes in her mouth. And I watch in fascination as she swallows everything from him, even as her pussy continues to squeeze my cock.
For a few minutes, everything in the room is still. The only sound is our breathing –more like panting – as the three of us struggle to catch our breaths.
Fucking hell. The sense of release is insane, like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, the pent-up frustration that came from being near this girl and not being able to bury myself deeply inside her.
Until now.
I let out a long exhale. The problem is, I know before my cock even stops throbbing that this girl is going to be an addiction. I’m only going to want more. And wanting someone like her is a dangerous temptation because she's totally out of reach.
