Walk Of Shame(64)

She leans her head back and I grab the back of Nico’s head, pushing his mouth against hers. He almost pulls back from the taste of me in her mouth, but I reach out and grab his hand, pushing his finger into her wet pussy. She begins grinding her bare ass against him, causing him to go stiff instantly. This is enough to get him going again.

He kisses her harder and deeper while moaning, ready for another round. He watches as Peyton breaks the kiss, lies on her back, and spreads her legs wide before him. I grab his shaft and begin stroking as he watches her. “You see your cum running out of her pussy, Nico?” I increase speed, making him hard as a rock. He nods. “She can hold more . . .”

After a few more strokes, I rub Nico’s cock over Peyton’s wet little pussy, aligning it with the opening, causing them both to moan out. “Fill her, fuck her, and don’t stop until she’s filled to max capacity with your cum.”

I back away from the two of them as he follows my command. I reach for a damn cigarette and enjoy the show before me. I deserve one after this shit. I should feel some kind of pride for getting them both off and for knowing that they both came here looking for it. But I still feel empty.

There’s my screwed up and twisted. This is the person I’ve become, the life I live . . .





I’M STANDING IN CALE’S KITCHEN waiting on the idiot to gather his shit when Slade walks in wearing his damn suit. I’m never going to get used to this sight. I’m used to him taking clothes off not putting them on. The sleeves to his white button down are rolled up to the elbows, exposing his tattoos, and even I have to admit he looks sort of badass. It makes me want to buy some suits just to strip out of them. That would be a for sure way to pull pussy, not that I have a problem in that area, but it seems women have some sort of fantasy for men in suits. I may just raid his closet later for a trial run.

“Dude.” I grip his shoulder and shake him as he reaches in the fridge to pull out a beer. “Since when the hell do you drink beer?”

He smirks while leaning against the fridge and unbuttoning his shirt with one hand. “I told you, man. I’m done with that hard shit. I don’t need it anymore.” He takes a swig of his beer. “I can’t be all shitfaced when I have a woman to please and a job to do. I’m not fucking shit up.”

Wish I would have been that smart.

“Good shit. Where is that sexy little mama anyways? I’m sure she’s missing me by now.” I wink and grab his beer out of his hand. I get ready to take a drink, but he swats my dick, causing me to groan out as he steals his beer back.

“My bad, mother fucker,” he says with a grin. “And hell no. She doesn’t miss you. Trust me. I keep my woman well above satisfied. Why do you think we never leave the bedroom?” He gives me a cocky grin.

“It would be better if I joined. You can’t deny it,” I tease, causing him to tense up. “She’s already touched my-”

“Umm. What are you boys doing in here?”

We both look over to see Aspen leaning against the door wearing one of Slade’s t-shirts. She smiles at me before turning her attention to Slade and practically growling.

Slade tilts back his beer before shoving it into my chest and walking over to stand in front of Aspen. He presses his body against hers and kisses her neck before picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Mmm . . . damn baby. You’ve been here waiting for me?” Aspen nods her head while biting her bottom lip. “I’ve been thinking about your sexy ass all day. I need a taste of my woman.”

She pulls Slade’s bottom lip into her mouth, causing him to growl. “I want to see you strip out of that sexy suit, baby. You know, I still can’t get used to seeing you in it, but it’s so, so, so sexy.” I watch as she trails her tongue along his jaw up to the lobe of his ear.

“Oh yeah. Keep on talking like that and I’ll take you right here.”

Pushing down on my erection, I lean against the counter and eye them both up. “Hell yes. Just don’t get mad if I jerk off to you guys fucking. I’ll do my best not to join.” I pause as they both look over at me. “Unless you want me to. I don’t mind getting you both off. My cock is irresistible, so don’t complain if you get addicted.”

“Fuck off, Hemy.” Slade calls over his shoulder as he starts walking away with Aspen. “Save your dick for the private party tonight. I’m sure you’ll be using it a lot.”

Aspen smiles at me from over Slade’s shoulder and I bite my bottom lip as I point at my cock in question. She laughs and shakes her head as I tilt back the bottle of beer.