Pucking Around: Chapter 55

Caleb digs his fingers into the hair at my nape and jerks hard, pulling my head back. “What did you just say to me?”

I smile. “I said fuck me like you hate me. Come on, daddy. You know you want to tear me apart,” I tease. “Make Jake watch. Show us both who runs our shit—”

He silences me with a fierce kiss, his mouth dominating mine, his tongue burying itself deep. His hands cup my breasts and I arch into him, desperate for more. He goes from kneading me to pinching my nipples, clamping down with finger and thumb and twisting until I hiss and slap his hands off. The cool air stings and I shiver, goosebumps breaking out down my arms.

Jake steps forward. “Guys, what are you—”

“Shut up,” Caleb barks, breaking our kiss to glare at him. “You wanna stay?”

Jake glances from me back to Caleb, jaw clenched. He nods.

“Good. Stand right here next to me, and don’t say a goddamn word,” Caleb commands, pointing to a spot on the floor.

I raise a brow, curious to see what happens next.

Slowly, Jake steps forward, gaze heated as he watches us. I can feel the protective energy simmering across every inch of his skin. I have a feeling he’s either going to love this or hate it. We’ll quickly find out which judging by how soon he pulls Caleb off me and slugs him in the jaw.

I refocus all my attention on Caleb. “Go on then, daddy.” Dropping my hand between us, I cup his hard cock and give it a squeeze. “Do your worst.”

He grabs me by the hair and pulls me off the counter. I gasp, bracing against him as I find my feet. He jerks me forward, our noses brushing, his warm breath fanning over my mouth. “On your knees, Hurricane. Whores who like to get fucked get on their knees and beg for it.”

Oh, thank god.

His demon wants to play. My pussy does a little dance as I drop eagerly to my knees. Bratting is over. I’m going to be so good for him. And in return, he’ll lower these damn walls and finally let me in.

“What do you want?” he growls.

“I want to please you,” I reply, gazing up at him from my place at his feet. “I want your cock. Please, daddy.”

He huffs a mirthless laugh. “You think you get my cock just because you want it? That’s not how this is gonna work, you greedy little slut. Besides, you don’t want my cock. You just want something to choke on. Open your mouth.”

My heart is hammering a mile a minute, my core clenching with need, as I part my lips for him.

He shoves two fingers in my mouth. “Suck.”

A soft moan escapes me as I suck his fingers, using my tongue and teeth to tease him. He inserts a third finger and I take it, saliva dripping down my chin as he pumps his hand to his own rhythm. Grabbing my hair with his free hand, he holds my head steady and pushes his fingers in deeper until I gag, eyes watering.

“Good fucking girl,” he murmurs. “Your mouth is so warm, so wet. How about your cunt? Are you wet for me, Hurricane?”

I nod, blinking back my tears. He’s calling me ‘Hurricane’ and I hold onto that. I will break down all his walls. Let my winds blow, let the rains pour. This man is mine. I will pull him into the eye of my storm.

My throat gags on his fingers as he forces my mouth open. He quickly pulls his hand free, and I pant, catching my breath. My endorphins are rushing through my veins, leaving me with that buzzing, humming feeling. I’m drunk on his domination.

“Jake, get on your knees and check her cunt,” he demands. “See if she’s dripping for us.”

My stomach does an excited flip as Jake drops to his knees, his gaze searching my face. I give him a reassuring smile. “Please, baby,” I murmur, parting my legs wider for him.

I’m still wearing my sleep shorts and a pair of panties, but Jake works around them easily, dipping his hand inside the top, his fingertips brushing over my bare pussy as he seeks out my wet center. I can’t contain my moan as he dips his fingers inside me, dragging them up to gently circle my clit.

“Well?” Caleb growls.

“She’s wet,” Jake replies, voice hoarse.

“How wet? Show me.”

Jake pulls his fingers free of my shorts and holds them up for Caleb to see. They glisten in the bright lights of the kitchen.

“Let me taste,” Caleb orders.

Jake lifts his arm up higher, and I watch, mesmerized, as Caleb takes Jake’s fingers into his mouth, sucking them clean.

“Fuck,” Jake mutters. Caleb lets him go and Jake drops his hand down to his side, his gaze glassy with unchecked arousal.

“Stand up, Jake. Take out your cock.”

Holding my gaze, Jake stands. I give him another reassuring nod and his hands go to his grey sweats, tugging them down his hips. His hard cock springs free in my face.

“See, look at you,” Caleb growls at me, giving my hair a tug to reclaim my attention. “Look at the way you’re salivating for a taste of his cock. I bet this mouth will fuck anything.” His thumb brushes against my bottom lip.

I breathe slow and steady, my knees starting to ache from the hard kitchen tiles.

Caleb leans down. “You want to choke on something bigger than a pair of fingers?”

I nod.

“Speak.”

“Yes,” I whisper.

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I want his cock. Please, daddy. I need more.”

His nostrils flair as he glances over at Jake. “She’s asking for a cock to choke on. Are you gonna give it to her?”

Slowly, Jake nods.

“Damn it, not you too,” Caleb growls. “Speak words, Compton.”

“Yes,” he mutters. “I wanna give it to her.”

Caleb smiles, clearly loving this feeling of control we’re both giving him. Has Jake ever played these games before? I doubt it. Not at this level.

Caleb directs my head towards Jake’s crotch. “Suck Jake’s cock, Hurricane. Show him how much you love to be filled. Such a good whore for us. Take him deep.”

I eagerly comply, my eyes on Jake as I open my mouth and taste his tip, teasing with my tongue before I go deeper. Caleb keeps his hand on my hair, guiding my pace. With a groan, Jake drops his hands to my shoulders, his thumbs brushing up the sensitive skin of my neck.

“How does she feel, Jake?”

“Like fucking heaven,” he mutters, eyes closed, head tipped back.

“Hurricane, you like sucking his cock, right?”

I hum and nod, my mouth still around his cock.

“That’s enough,” Caleb growls, jerking me backwards.

Jake’s eyes flash open as he glares at Caleb, his glistening cock twitching with need. My pussy is aching for it. The delayed gratification is the hardest part of this kind of play, but it makes the eventual release all the sweeter. I have a feeling Caleb is the king of edging. I don’t know if my pussy can take it.

“Look at you on your knees,” Caleb croons, stroking my face. “So damn beautiful. You want more?”

I nod. “Please, daddy. I want your cock. Wanna make you feel so good.”

“Then get it out.”

I reach up without hesitation, pulling on his athletic shorts and dropping them to the floor around his ankles. His gorgeous cock is in my face, hard and proud. The silver barbells on the bottom catch the light of the kitchen.

He fists himself, holding his own base as he steps in. “Open. Show me what that smart mouth can do.”

I open my mouth, gazing up at him as he pushes his tip between my lips. I tease him with my tongue, letting it slide over his piercings. Even against my tongue, the ribbing feels too good. I suppress a shiver as my core clenches on nothing. This feeling of emptiness is driving me mad. I’m not going to last much longer.

Caleb groans, his hand softening in my hair. “What a good fucking girl.”

Next to him, Jake mutters a curse under his breath.

Caleb tenses, pulling me off. “You got something to say?” he asks with a raised brow.

Jake shakes his head.

“I think you have a praise kink,” Caleb teases, his voice dark and edged. “Every time I call her a good girl, you squirm in your damn skin. Are you jealous, angel?”

“Fuck,” Jake mutters, his cock twitching as he fights every urge to touch it.

Caleb is practically crowing as he reaches out a hand and grabs Jake by the hair, tugging him closer. “Maybe you want a taste of her medicine. Is that it? You wanna sub for me too, Jake? We both know you love taking direction. You could be such a good fucking boy for me,” he purrs, and now Jake and I are both squirming messes. “Wanna earn your O for once in your spoiled goddamn life?”

Slowly, Jake nods, and my pussy is ready to burst into flames.

Caleb smiles like the devil incarnate. “Good. Then get on your fucking knees.”

“Oh god,” Jake mutters, dropping to his knees beside me.

Caleb keeps a hand on each of our heads, his fingers dragging through our hair. “Kiss,” he orders. “Jake, get your fingers in her cunt, but don’t you dare let her come. Shove them in there and hold. If she squirms even an inch, you pull out, understood?”

I whimper with frustration as Jake holds my gaze, his expression volcanic with heat. With one hand, Jake cups the back of my neck and pulls me closer, kissing me senseless. God, my boys are such good kissers. His other hand delves inside my shorts and he’s thrusting two thick fingers up inside me. He holds them still, just like he was told, offering me nothing. It’s the most perfect kind of torture.

But his tongue doesn’t hold back. He’s as ravenous as me, claiming all the passion he won’t give my pussy with his desperate mouth. Our hands rove as we cling to each other. All the while, Caleb keeps his hands on our heads, holding onto us. Just as it begins to heat up, he’s pulling us apart by the hair. Our kiss breaks and we’re both panting.

Jake is so hard, the tip of his cock leaking. There’s a bead of precum about to drop to the floor and I whimper, biting my lip with need.

Missing nothing, Caleb’s hand tightens in my hair. “Catch it, pet. Now, before it’s wasted.”

I go to put my mouth on Jake, but Caleb holds me still. I reach out a hand instead, brushing my finger over Jake’s tip, his cum slick on my fingertip. I raise the finger to my mouth and wince as Caleb’s grip tightens again in my hair.

“What do you think you’re doing?” he growls. “That’s not yours. You haven’t earned our cum yet, greedy girl. Give it to me.”

My heart flips as I lift my hand in the air. Jake watches as I feed Caleb a drop of his cum. Caleb hums around my finger, sucking it clean. “Mmm, you don’t know what you’re missing, Hurricane.”

Now it’s Jake squirming, his hand wrapping around the base of his own dick, unable to keep from touching it.

“Are you getting antsy, angel?” Caleb teases. “Do you want more?”

“Yes,” he says on a breath. “Please,” he adds, and I think Caleb may have just died and gone to heaven.

“Then be my perfect good boy and suck my dick.”

Oh god, this is it. The moment of reckoning. Whatever we’ve been doing before now, this is the real sudden death moment. I wait, watching Jake decide what he’s going to do. He glances at me, desperate for guidance. He looks so nervous, so innocent, when I know he’s anything but.

But this is new territory for him. I don’t even have to ask. Jake has never sucked a dick before in his life. Never wanted to…until now.

“I’m right here, angel,” I murmur, offering him my consent, though he doesn’t need it.

“Fucking hell.” He shifts slightly, turning to face Caleb a little more, as he reaches out with both hands, tentatively placing them on Caleb’s hips. Caleb’s hard cock is right in his face, his tip leaking.

I glance up, seeing the desperation in Caleb’s eyes, the longing, the raw need.

Jake groans, his head tipping up. “I’ve never done this before, Cay. I don’t—”

And that’s when my heart grows two more sizes. He doesn’t want to do it wrong. He wants this to be good for his best friend. I reach up and wrap my hand around Caleb’s wrist, silently making my demand. He’s so in tune with me, reading my body language. He lets me go, his hand dropping to his side.

“Let me show you, angel,” I say, shifting forward, wrapping my arm around Jake’s waist. I kiss his shoulder, smiling up at him. “We’ll take him together. Teamwork, right?” I add with a little wink.

“Yeah…teamwork.”

Caleb’s chest is heaving as he stands still, watching us on our knees before him.

“Hold him at the base,” I direct with a nod.

Jake slides his right hand off Caleb’s hip and wraps it around the base of Caleb’s cock.

Caleb groans and I smile. How quickly the tables have turned for him. But he’s about to get one of the best orgasms of his life, so he better not complain. I guess I just can’t help but top, even from the bottom.

“You want to start with a tease,” I explain. “Lick the tip, then give it a suck. Like this.” Then I’m demonstrating, sucking on the tip of Caleb’s pierced dick while Jake holds it steady for me. I pop off him with a smile, leaning in to kiss the corner of Jake’s mouth. “Now you try, angel. Drive our Cay wild.”

He grins, wrapping his free hand around my waist. Then he’s turning to Caleb and sucking his dick into his mouth.