Page 51 of Sugar Baby
She doesn’t waste a minute before she starts begging to come. “Oh god, please, please. Can I come? Please, Daddy. Please. I’m so close, please.”
Darcy glances over at me, and I give a slight shake of my head.
He smirks back before lifting Emmy off of him and putting his glistening cock between Xavier’s mouth and Emmy’s pussy. Xavier pushes up to kneeling and stares down at Emmy.
She sobs, and my heart actually hurts for her, the pain she must be in. But then a drop of precum pearls at the slit of my cock, and I don’t feel so bad about her pain.
“Take her outfit off,” I demand as I give myself a slow pump. “I want to see all that smooth, creamy flesh as you fuck her into the mattress.”
Darcy glances at me with a frown.
Internally, I roll my eyes. Taking the lingerie off results in her not being bound anymore. Well, too fucking bad. He wasn’t supposed to tie her up tonight, anyway.
I’m not exactly the alpha of the group—the four of us are way too dominant for any of us to be in control of the others. No, I’m just the one who is able to keep his head better than the rest. Which tends to leave me in decision-making roles.
And right fucking now, I want to see her naked. And I know Hudson and Xavier will vote my way as well.
Hudson takes the choice out of Darcy’s hands and leans her forward enough for him to make quick work of the bindings. He undoes one arm and slowly rotates it around to her front. Emmy barely seems to react to her newfound freedom, too busy making quiet whimpering noises as she tries to grind against Darcy with her head hanging forward, hair falling over her shoulders to curtain her face from me.
Xavier takes hold of her shoulders, steadying her as Hudson does the other arm. I frown when she doesn’t seem to move, and Xavier must be having the same troubled feeling as me because he grabs her chin and forces her to look at him.
The look on her face is fucking glorious.
Pupils blown out.
Wet lips, puffy and pink.
A faint line of mascara down her cheek.
Sweat around her hairline.
“Color,” he demands.
She shivers, then manages to slur out one word. “Green.”
I relax and they all move, repositioning until Emmy is on her hands and knees with her ass aimed at Hudson. He reachesdown, positions himself at her entrance, and slides in, bliss written all over his face. When he has a hold of himself, he leans forward and gathers her hair into one fisted grip and slowly applies tension until her head is pulled upright.
Her mouth pops open at the tight sensation, and Xavier takes the opportunity to hold his cock so that the head is resting on her lips. Her tongue snakes out and laps at the tip, tracing around the smooth skin until she finds the piercing. She sucks on the ring, drawing it between her teeth and licking at it.
Then her entire body rocks as Hudson finds a punishing speed, the claps of their skin colliding filling the room. On the counterthrust, Xavier starts up his own rhythm, the two of them owning her from both ends.
Veins appear in Emmy’s throat as she struggles to take both of them with her head tilted at such a sharp angle. My gaze roams all over her, snagging on the way her breasts are bouncing with the violent use of her body. Her fingers dig into the mattress beneath them, and her ass arches into the air.
She suddenly gasps as Xavier pulls back and allows Darcy in. He holds his cock out to her, slowly pumping it until precum appears. Emmy greedily laps it up, and I imagine the way her tongue would feel doing the same to mine.
At some point, I’ve moved my hand to pump my cock and haven’t noticed until my gut starts to clench, my orgasm once again trying to rule me. With great effort, I remove my hand and breathe through my nose several times to will it away.
I don’t think I’m going to get away with that a third time.
Darcy doesn’t bother finding a rhythm; he simply uses her mouth for his own pleasure, and I think Emmy might actually be enjoying that more.
“This fucking pussy is so tight,” Hudson grinds out as he slams into her as sweat beads along his forehead. “Such a good little fuck toy for me. Taking my whole cock like you were made forme, for us. Are you going to come for me, kitten? You going to come on my cock like the slutty little girl you are?”
Darcy thrusts once more before pulling out, and Emmy sucks in a lungful of air. “Daddy, please.”
Darcy thrusts back into her mouth, cutting off her whine. While he is busy distracting her, Xavier and Hudson trade places. Darcy’s moans have started to sound pained, and with the way Hudson is stroking his cock, I know he is fighting the edge himself.
We all fucking are.