Page 43 of Southpaw Slots
His hips punch forward as she circles the ridge of his cock head around my apadravya. The sensation makes my spine straighten as my dick surges in her hand. “Ari!” I yell. “You’re—you’re gonna make me come.”
She takes the tip of Ace’s dick and rubs it slowlyalong the underside of me, all seven frenum rungs shooting tingles down my legs and to my toes. Tightening my ass cheeks to hold myself back, I try not to think about the fact that some guy’s dick is about to make me explode. But it feels incredible.
Just before I can, she shoves us back in her mouth, swirling her tongue, licking, sucking and then cups our balls for a moment, before pulling us out of her mouth again. It’s the best blowjob I’ve ever had. Ace’s blissed-out expression is probably the same as mine, but I try not to focus onhim. I’m not gay.
Which is why it’s so fucking confusing when she rubs us together again and I feel myself on edge. I want to reach down and stop myself from coming, but Ace’s hips start pumping against me as Ari holds us together, a perfect wet pocket for both of us.
His cock is smooth, thick, andhard. “Fuck, fuck…I’m coming,” he groans, and with a completely erotic guttural cry, spews all over my dick. The sight of his creamy cum causes me to lose my control completely as I pump myself against him feverishly. A brief moment passes where he’s exploding his load on me, and I leak all over him that we meet eyes. His gaze shifts something within me. If Ari’s head wasn’t so close, I’d grab him. Not sure what I’d do with him, but the need to be closer is near insatiable. His heavy-lidded eyes hold the same lust as I feel inside.
“Fuck, yes. Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Ari strokes us softly as our full lengths throbagainst each other. “There, there. Nicely done, boys.” She uses a finger to gather up some cum and stands, then smirks and says, “Open wide.”
There’re no thoughts left in my brain, only pleasure. And obediently, we both open our mouths as she stuffs the remnants of this unexplainable event against our tongues. It’s him and I mixed together. Like we’ve actually bonded.
As we get out of the tub and make our way upstairs to bed, with Ari deciding to join us after all, I’m ever grateful to have her between Ace and me. I’m not exactly sure I want to be alone with him after, well, whateverthatwas. We avoid eye contact and certainly physical touch as we load into the bed, the vixen nestling between us.
When I turn off the light, she says, “Goodnight, boys.” We murmur goodnight, but she makes a pouty noise and says, “And say goodnight to each other.”
There’s a pause, us both trying to pretend the other doesn’t exist, but I say, “Night, maverick.”
“Night, Whitney.”
TWELVE
ARIANNA
As soon as my brother is done with his speech, I’ll get what I want. I always do.
“He just squanders whatever funds we give him and doesn’t know how to use it wisely.”
Refraining from rolling my eyes, I snap back at him, “He hasn’t spent a fuckingdime. He even got rid of those leeches that were hanging around him. He’s a good man, Maxi.”
He snorts out a heavy sigh and leans back in his chair at Freidenberg manor. The soft summer rain patters on the fervent green leaves while the birds chirp with happiness in their cool baths. The covered patio we’re dining on provides enough shelter and a breeze to sweep off any lingering heat waves. “Well, well. Look who’s sticking up for the wolf. Glad to see he’s been treating you good enough you’d not listen to your own brother anymore.”
I guess I do feel part of him. I’m his and Wyatt's and they’re mine. Though, oddly, in the short amount of time I have known Asa, I don’t think I have trusted anyone as much as him. Not even Wyatt. With my boyfriend, it’s always seemed like I had something to prove. That I had to be someone different so he would want me or be with me. There’s no struggle with my husband. It’s confusing and something I don’t want to think about at this time. Surely, things with Wyatt will improve now that he’s in the mansion with us and he and Asa are getting along.
“He’s my husband. Isn’t this what you wanted?” My eyes narrow as they meet his serious brown ones. If I need to resort to tears, I will. “And we need the money.”
My brother rips into a bite of his burger, chewing slowly. Livia has been pretending not to pay attention while she eats some ice cream. With his mouth full, he mumbles, “What for?”
“You know what for. For the casino.”
As if it’s a chore to even consider giving up another dollar to us, Max slumps and shoves a fry in his mouth. “He needs to start providing for you. For South Side. I can’t do it all. We have our own legacy here and are still rebuilding ourselves,” he says, reaching over to rub his wife’s belly for a moment. Livia forces a grin and licks some chocolate off her bottom lip.
“Lion, what if he needs to get the casino restored sohe can provide for South Side? I mean, itishow he made his money for them in the first place.”
A scoff leaves his throat. “Yeah, before helostit all gambling.”
“He doesn’t do that anymore,” I say, crossing my arms. At least, I won’t let him. I could keep Asa Donovan so preoccupied with other things that he wouldn’t want to put his money down on something else. Maxi is right, though. Iamloyal to my husband. Over the last few weeks, things have been solidifying for the wolves. Determined to reach for my fairytale, I won’t stop until I get my dream with him, Wyatt, and a house filled with kids. And maybe a boat.
Shifting my voice to the one I know will get my brother to agree to anything, I let the corners of my mouth droop and say, “Please? We could eventually pay you back.”
Livia encourages him, slipping her hand into his and rubbing the back with her thumb. “Max, they need the casino operational again. I think his wife knows him best, and if she says he’s not gambling, then we have to respect that. Let’s help.”
The grouch grumbles for a moment, and with a growl, relents. “Fine. But here’s the thing, Ari. I expect ten percent of the profits until I’m paid back. Your dowry is done and now he owesme. Do I need to talk with him directly?”
I can’t help the smile that breaks on my face as Iwiggle in my seat. “Nope. I got it.” Standing, I bend over and kiss his cheek quickly. “Thank you, Maxi!”