Now, considering the shit the bitch has done to my girl, it’s become the biggest regret of my life. Still, I can’t deny that it opened me up to a darker side of myself I never knew existed. One I want to revisit. One I wasn’t too sure I’d ever let Amber know about.
Amber slides off me and lays her head on my stomach, propping her feet against the wall. “So get to it. What’s the deal? Why do you all of a sudden feel like sharing me?”
I coil a piece of her hair around my finger, trying to find the right words to explain where my sick head’s at. “I think after doing that with them, I found that I dug the domination of it all. Not that there’s not domination in doing it without a sidekick, but when another dude’s involved, it’s a total breakdown for the girl. A complete surrender of her body. I liked it. Liked it enough to wanna do it again.” I pause, knowing I sound like a freak, but I need to experience that feeling with Amber. “I’m layered, Ber. I want to give you every goddamn thing I can. Open you up. Help take away the pain you carry around.”
Peering at me through hooded lids, hunger drenches Amber’s face as she touches her neck. “You don’t think you already do that for me?”
“I’m not sure,” I say in all honesty.
I know we fuck like animals, not a single sexual act gone undone. We put the entire porn industry to shame. But my girl’s different from all the rest. An uncut diamond. Amber’s need for release during sex—to let go of everything tainting her memories—runs deeper than anything I think I can conquer on my own.
“Well, you do.”
“Yeah?” I ask, hoping she’s not just trying to gas up my head.
“Yeah, baby, you do.” She gathers her tits in her hands, squeezing them as she drops her feet from the wall. Spreading her legs, she swipes her tongue across her glossy lips. “You always have.”
Fuck.
Soft as silk and glistening, her pussy’s screaming for a pounding. I swallow, rushing a hand through my hair. “Finger yourself for me, Ber. Show me how badly that pretty cunt wants my cock.”
Before I can inhale, she’s knuckle deep, two fingers sliding in and out of her pussy. A groan sneaks up my parched throat, the high that is Amber intensifying mine. I take my dick in my hand, stroking it as I watch her go at it.
“Tell me more,” she pants, getting to her knees. Free hand swathed over her tits, she continues to pleasure herself as she stares at me. “Tell me what you two did to her. What you’d do to me.”
I hesitate, but only for a second. Her little mewls and the insatiable look in her eyes nearly make me come. I lie back, my mouth begging to taste her. “Sit on my face.”
She obeys, and a moan filters from her lips as I grip her ass, holding her just enough above me to give me some maneuvering room. I spread her open and slide my tongue through her soft folds, lapping up every bit of her juices.
“Mm. Fuck yeah. No other pussy tastes as good as yours, baby girl. None.” And that’s not a lie. The perfect mixture of what a ripe pussy is supposed to taste, smell, and feel like, if I could, morning, noon, and night, Amber’s pussy would be the only thing I’d consume.
Balls aching, I look up and catch her gaze.
She digs her fingers into my hair, tugging hard. “Please tell me,” she begs over a long moan. “Tell me what you two did to her.”
I shake my head and suck on her swollen clit, my teeth holding it prisoner before letting it go with a pop. “Don’t worry about what we did to her. I just want you to think about what we’d do to you.”
She nods, her hands flying to the wall as she starts riding my face like a jockey.
I continue to dig in, feasting on the real deal. Amber makes a man want to tongue-fuck her pussy. Some chicks turn into corpses, making not a goddamn noise while getting licked. Not my queen. She lives for this shit, her hips swaying in unison with my strokes, her moans painfully hardening my cock.
“You like when I fuck into that little ass of yours, don’t you? The burn. The pain. The way my cock fills you.”
“Yes,” she hisses, her nails clawing at the wall. “Mm. God, yes, I love when you fuck me in my ass.”
“That’s right, you do.” And she does. I’ve never encountered a girl who can take it the way she can. I drag two fingers through her silk, slowly circling the puckered rim of her ass. “Now picture having a cock inside of that pretty pussy of yours at the same time,” I growl, licking through her as I burrow my fingers into her ass as deep as they can go. “Picture it, baby. Feel it.”
She rides me faster and drops her hands to her tits, tweaking her nipples as she looks down at me. “OhmyGod, Brock. Fuck. I’m . . . I’m . . .” A shuddered breath, two, three, four, and she comes apart, a string of spasms rocking her body.
I lift her off my face, flip her onto her back, and haul her legs over my shoulders, fucking into her like a machine. Her body goes taut, my name flying from her mouth as she breaks again, a second orgasm slicing through her muscles. Christ, I live for the look in her beautiful, sated eyes. It’s pure heaven to the hell that was my life. The hell it’d still be if I didn’t have her.
I grab the back of her neck, pull her lips to mine, and kiss her long, hard, and deep, our flavors mingling as she claws my biceps. “I love you, Ber,” I groan, seconds from erupting. “So fucking much.”
Though Amber’s not big on making love, I slow my pace. What I’m asking her to do merits every bit of love I have for the girl. Every ounce of repayment for what she’s already brought to my world.