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“Fucking hell, I can feel that all the way in my cock,” I groaned. “Put your mouth to better use, sweetheart. Suck me off.”

She bent down, wrapping her lips around me, but the change in her position must have adjusted the plug because she let out a deep moan, and the vibration sent tingles racing through me.

I fisted her hair, pulling the dark curtain out of her face so I could watch her cheeks hollow out. “Fuck, yes. Just like that. You know what I like.”

The slight scrape of her teeth over my crown had me bucking up, searching for more.

“Our girl sucks cock like a champ. Look at how deep she’s taking you. Fuck.”

From the rhythmic motion of his arm, he was wanking himself off rather than pleasuring her, and that just wouldn’t do.

“Christ, Kingston, give our girl what she wants. Fuck her so she can come. I’m not going to last, and I’ll be damned if I come before she does.”

Sunday’s gaze found mine, and I shuddered with pleasure as she took as much of me as she could.