Wicked Beat (Sinners on Tour #4)(23)

Trey lifted his head and glanced over his shoulder at Eric. "There you are. Come over here where you can see."

Eric hesitated, sparing a glance at Rebekah's flushed face for signs of protest. She gazed at him through lowered lids, biting her lip as she wriggled her hips in anticipation of Trey's pierced tongue. When Eric didn't make a move, she beckoned him closer with two fingers.

Eric sprinted to the end of the bed and came to a sudden halt next to Trey. Trey grabbed Rebekah by the hips, tugged her to the bottom of the bed, and spread her legs wide.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Trey murmured. He traced the slick skin of her red and swollen inner folds with one finger.

"Yes," Eric agreed. Eric's dick twitched as Trey's finger continued to explore Rebekah's excited flesh.

"She's hot," Trey said.

"Yes."

"Wet."

Eric nodded. Her pussy was so wet, her juices were trickling from her inner folds over her ass. Kneeling on the floor between Rebekah's parted thighs, Trey leaned forward and rubbed the stud in his tongue along one slippery lip. Her hips buckled. The other lip now. He slipped the tip of his tongue inside her, and she cried out. Eric couldn't stand it. He slipped a hand into his underwear and held the hot flesh of his cock, squeezing its head to try to abate his excitement.



       
         
       
        

Trey's tongue slid from her pussy and flicked over her clit. Rebekah cried out and grabbed Trey's head with both hands. "Oh God, Trey. Lick it fast. Fast and harder!" As she pressed Trey's face against her, her arms blocked Eric's view, which was probably a blessing in disguise.

Trey captured her hands and linked his fingers through hers. He eased her hands away so Eric could see Trey's tongue flicking that little metal ball of delight over her swollen clit.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!" Rebekah cried, each syllable growing louder and higher pitched. When her hips buckled, Trey plunged his tongue inside her. He twirled his tongue, his piercing tracing the rim of her opening in wide arcs. She sputtered and fought to free her hands from his.

Trey eased away.

"No," she moaned. "Don't stop. Please. Feels …  Feels …  so good." A broken sob erupted from between her lips.

"Eric can't see if you grab my head, sweetie. You want him to see, don't you?"

She nodded vigorously.

"Eric, why don't you come down here for a closer look?" Trey said, looking at Eric through his longish bangs with those emerald green bedroom eyes. Trey's lips were slick with Rebekah's juices. Juices Eric wanted to sample.

Eric forced his hand from his cock-fuck, he was hard-and sat on the end of the bed next to Rebekah. He tilted his head for a closer look. Watching him from beneath heavy eyelids, Rebekah shifted her leg so that her bare skin was touching Eric's thigh. His entire body went taut. Trey rubbed his tongue over her clit again, and she jerked. With several rapid strokes he had her hips undulating in torment. Her scent intensified. Eric breathed deeply through his nose, his thoughts thick with lust. He wanted to immerse himself in her. Touch her.

Eric's hand trembled as he slid it across Rebekah's lower belly. Her back arched, and she panted. "Eric."

"Eric?" Trey murmured with a crooked grin. "I'm doing all the work here." He winked at Eric and went back to work. What was Trey up to? He didn't get that ornery gleam in his eye unless he had some ulterior motive. Eric couldn't think well enough to puzzle Trey out at the moment. Not with this beautiful woman's naked body in sight.

Eric slid his hand over Rebekah's belly again. Goose bumps rose along her smooth flesh. She groaned in torment.

"Show me that you want me, Eric," she whispered. "Show me."

Her passion-glazed eyes moved to the bulge in Eric's boxer briefs. She wanted to see? Many girls got a little freaked out when they realized watching them get done by one of his friends excited him so thoroughly. 

Eric eased his black boxer briefs down so that half his cock appeared above the elastic waistband. Her breath caught, and she rubbed her nipples with both hands. He imagined his hands taking the place of hers. His tongue against those taut buds. Gently scraping his teeth over them. Sucking on them until she clung to his hair.

"Do you want to taste her, Eric?" Trey asked.

Eric's cock twitched. He swiveled his head to look at Trey. "Yeah."

"How much?"

He took a stuttering breath. "So much."

Trey rose from the floor and stood over Eric. He bent close until their noses almost touched. Eric considered leaning back to get Trey out of his personal space, but he could smell her. Smell Rebekah. On Trey's lips. Eric's eyes drifted closed. He grabbed the hair at Trey's nape to keep her scent close. Trey didn't move away. He leaned closer.