Page 55 of Breakaway

I moved my hand down and flicked her clit once, her body vibrating as she braced herself against the machine. Kissing her neck, I sucked at the skin and continued to feel all over her, wanting to cover every inch with my touch. She lost her next ball quicker, and I smacked her ass in response.

“Do better,” I purred, biting her lightly.

Henley shook with need; her body wrung tight as she awaited her release. When her next ball was lost, I spun her around and lifted her on the glass top.

“If you would’ve gotten a higher score, you could’ve had two,” I teased as I dove down to her weeping cunt.

Her fingers went to my hair as she tugged at me, her moans echoing around the room as I gave her the release she craved. I lapped at her core, my tongue licking up her center, pressed flat against her. Puckering my lips around her clit, I sucked as I plunged my tongue inside, twisting it around as I held her thighs down. I focused on her vibrations and the way her walls fluttered around me. When I could feel her close, I let go of her thigh and plunged two fingers in while I sucked her into my mouth.

Henley came with a resounding scream as she clamped around me, her walls clenching my fingers tight as her cum flooded my mouth. I licked it all up, hungry for her. When she stopped shaking, I lifted my head and smiled. She was entirely in blissed-out Henley mode.

“That’s not how I remember playing that game,” Fletcher teased from behind us.

“It’s because your imagination sucks,” I shot back, pulling Henley off the glass into my arms. “I was going to make her play pool, but now that you’re here, I have a better idea. You in, Daddy Fletch?” I asked, already knowing his answer.

“Fuck yes,” Fletcher said. “But don’t call me Daddy while your cock is out.” He shuddered as he walked closer.

Snorting, I sat Henley down and bent to grab the lube from my shorts pocket. “Fair enough. Front or back?” I asked.

“Do I get a say?” Henley asked as she came to.

“Sure. Do you want to play naked pool or let me and Fletch double-team you right now?”

“Hmm,” she tapped her chin like she was thinking. Fletcher swooped down, picking her up as he nuzzled her neck.

“Wrong answer, Baby Shaw. The real question is, who do you want to take your ass?”

“Um,” she paused, biting her lip as she looked between us. It seemed like she was scared to choose, afraid it would be playing favorites.

“Don’t be shy, baby. How does my dirty girl want it? Fletcher fucking your ass while I pound your pussy?” I knew if I threw it out there, she’d have an easier time agreeing.

“Yes,” she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed at the thought.

“Your wish will be granted, but your indecisiveness has cost you,” I teased, trailing my finger over her pert nipples. Her eyes snapped open as she gaped at me.

“What?”

“Fletcher, do you have your phone on you?”

“Yep.”

“Pose for Dax, Hen.”

“No.” She crossed her arms, giving me a death glare. I chuckled, loving her stubbornness.

“I didn’t say you had to show anything. I just asked you to pose. What you reveal is up to you. Let’s see if we can get him to rush home and join in. You want that?”

“Yes,” she answered quickly after she thought about what I’d said. “Fine. I’ll pose.”

Leaning against the pinball, she pressed her boobs together but kept her nipples covered as she stared at Fletcher. He took it and sent it to Dax before sitting it down and stripping off his clothes. I walked over to Henley and grabbed her hips.

“Up, Hen.” She placed her hands on my shoulder, and I lifted her up, her legs wrapping around my waist.

“Now, hold on to my neck while I position you.” I lifted her by the ass, spreading her open as I directed her to my cock, rubbing my tip back and forth before I pulled her down. Once I was fully seated, I let out a breath. Henley’s thighs tightened around my waist, her pussy clenching my cock in return.

“Keep her spread,” Fletcher ordered as he approached her from behind. Henley leaned forward and wrapped her arms around me tighter, her face in my neck as she held on. I could feel Fletcher as he prepped her, thrusting his thumb in and out. When he had her ready, he stepped back and gripped her hips as he lined up and slowly pressed in. I cursed as her pussy clenched me harder, my cock wanting to move more than ever now.

“Lean back, Henley. Lay your head on my shoulder,” he commanded.