CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
As soon as the doors closed, Laila kissed Lucky, pinning him against the wall, making it impossible for me to join in. Her lips were hungry against his.
Again, my jealousy flared.
“You’ll have to share, Laila.” Lucky reminded as he pulled away from her. Crossing the room, he smirked at me. Suddenly, he pulled down my dress, ripping it slightly until my breasts were exposed. Without hesitation, he took one of my nipples into his mouth, sucking on it hard. He bit down slightly and all I could do was moan. The pleasure of Lucky being all over me, combined with the alcohol, was making my head spin. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.
By the time we reached the top floor, my legs no longer worked. Lucky picked me up and carried me into his bedroom. It was twice the size of my room, his bed enormous, looking like it could fit ten people on it. Some nights, it probably needed to. He threw me on the bed and started to crawl on top of me, kissing the side of my neck. He looked over at Laila who immediately started to undress, exposing her milky white flesh.
Her breasts were a little smaller than mine, but she had wider hips and a cute little mound with its soft patch of red hair, neatly trimmed.
Lucky took one look at her naked body before he told her to lay down. I could tell by the look in his eye that he yearned to taste it, but he was holding back, prolonging the moment.
I bit my lip, wishing he would look at me with that same fiery glow in his eyes. Just thinking about his tongue running along my slit was enough to put me in a frenzy.
As my thoughts started to run in a naughty direction, I almost forgot about Lucky and Laila. He had leaned down, his hands on her thighs, running his tongue along her eager mound for the first time that night.
Laila’s moaned quickly filled the room and I wanted to cover my ears to keep the sound away. I could barely stand having her kiss Lucky in front of me. This was little less than torture.
But Lucky didn’t ignore me for long. His fingers tiptoed along my skin, moving from my knee, to my thigh, and then to the top of my panties. Ever so slowly, he slipped his hand inside, his fingers running along my slit, my juices flowing freely at this point. I moaned, arching my back, pleasure coursing through me even now. I shivered as he started to flick my clit back and forth with his thumb, stimulating it until it was slightly swollen. I bit my lip to keep myself from begging for more but it felt so good…
“Don’t cum until I tell you to.” Lucky whispered in my ear and I nodded, my hips pressing into the air, silently asking for more. He grinned at me, his face slightly slick with Laila’s juices. Through my own pleasure, I could hear her faint panting, like she had just come down from an amazing high. Had I missed her orgasm?
With the smirk on his face deepening, he started pulling off my torn dress until I was left with nothing more than my panties. He ran his fingers over the thin, wet material, pushing it in slightly until I was bucking my hips and moaning his name.
Lucky leaned down, taking my panties between his teeth, pulling them down inch by inch until they were around my knees. He yanked them off from there. “Play with yourself.” He ordered, his voice deep. I shivered and immediately, my fingers found my pussy, rubbing myself as I normally would if I was home alone, under the covers.
“That’s it, get yourself nice and wet for me.” He unbuttoned his pants, carefully taking out his cock, holding it in his hand.
Laila appeared, taking his cock into her delicate hands. She started to stroke him until he was rock-hard and throbbing. Suddenly, he slapped my hands away. My fingers were soaked. Laila continued to stroke his shaft, harder and harder until his tip was near purple with excitement. Seeing it, I was floored with an excitement I couldn’t quite explain. Slowly, Laila leaned down, lapping at a drop of pre-cum like she was savoring the taste.
He allowed her to have a bit of fun, sucking and fondling his cock before he pushed her back onto the bed. He grabbed one of her breasts, kneading it with strong fingers until she was moaning his name. He trapped one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. As he started to toy with her puffy little nipples, he moved between my legs. Before I could even prepare for it, he rammed into me, filling every inch of me. Somehow, he felt even bigger than our last time together.
As he bucked his hips into me, he started to kiss Laila. The kiss was rough and passionate and I could hear her muffled moans. They didn’t even bother me. All that mattered to me in this moment was the pleasure that coursed through every inch of my body. I never thought sex could feel this good.
Laila was moaning louder than ever. Lucky continued to ram into me harder and harder, really making the bed rock. His balls were slapping into me, making my ass red. He started to play with my clit, flicking it back and forth. I screamed, tilting my head back into my pillow, my pussy tightening around his thick girth. I was gushing with juices by this point, my body tense with the need to orgasm, but I didn’t dare to disobey Lucky’s command.
“Cum for me.”
I couldn’t handle it. The fire in my stomach erupted, spreading to every inch of my body as I screamed at the top of my lungs. Lucky continued to fuck me through the earth-shattering orgasm until he finally pulled out, managing to coat both of us with his cum.
He grinned at us, his green eyes full of mischief. I could tell he had much more in store for us. My chest heaved, trying to breathe properly despite the excitement that I felt. Deep down, I knew I never wanted this moment to end. It felt too good.