“Nothing,” I explained as Tatum looked at me.
“Okay. Don’t stop what you were doing.”
I smirked as I looked up at her and was about to toss my cell aside as it vibrated in my palm and another message came through from Monroe suggesting they loop around again.
I could see the notification at the top which said both Saint and Kyan were typing and as I drove my fingers inside her again, I moved my phone to rest against her clit in my other hand.
Tatum frowned down at the phone, panting as I kept moving my fingers deep within her. “What are you-”
A message came through and the phone vibrated violently for three long seconds. She sucked in a breath and tipped her head back, a moan escaping her as the vibrations cut off again.
I gave the message enough attention to know that they were just figuring out where else to search and I paused in my torture of her body just long enough to message them back.
“What are you writing?” she asked breathily as I pumped my fingers again, loving how wet she was for me as I tried to concentrate on what I was writing for five seconds.
“Just telling them I’m taking good care of you,” I replied with a dirty grin.
“Asshole,” she gasped as another message came through and I pushed the phone against her clit again.
I forgot about reading the messages as she rocked her hips against my fingers and I lost myself in that fucking look in her eyes. Neither of us knew when another message was going to arrive but each time one did, she cried out, bucking against my hand and the cellphone as her orgasm drew nearer.
It was like riding a rollercoaster in the dark, never knowing when the drops were coming and every time she cried out, I could feel that noise resonating right through my body and making my dick ache with need.
I kept pumping my fingers deep inside her, rocking the phone against her clit even when it wasn’t vibrating.
She started begging for more, needing the release as much as I was aching to give it to her while the short bursts of vibrations were never quite enough to send her over the edge.
When neither of us could take it anymore, I managed to send a single message to the group. Two words. Call me.
Kyan’s name flashed up on the caller ID less than two seconds later and the phone vibrated constantly as I ground it against her clit, pumping my fingers inside her as I felt her tightening around them in the most delicious way.
She yelled my name as she came and I answered the call as she cried out in bliss, panting and moaning in the sweetest way as I pulled the phone back and circled my thumb over her clit to drag out the ecstasy. She fell back onto the bed and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her as she caught her breath, lying there in my filthy shirt, her chest heaving, her golden hair spilling out around her and her pussy clamped tight around my fingers.
“You fucking asshole,” Kyan’s tinny voice came from the ear piece of my cellphone and I managed to raise it to my ear for a second.
“Just wanted to wish you happy hunting. And to tell you we’ve gone to bed,” I said. “So don’t disturb us when you get back.”
He started cursing me colourfully and I hung up, tossing the phone away as I slowly pulled my fingers out of her and moved on top of her.
“Blake,” she panted as I settled between her thighs, the throbbing length of my dick driving into her with need.
“Yeah?” I murmured, my lips moving to her neck as I rolled my football jersey up her body and she allowed me to tug it off of her.
“I need you,” she moaned, rocking her hips against me so that I could feel the heat of her pussy through my sweatpants as it ground against my cock.
I was fucking shaking with need, my dick pulsing and rock hard. I’d spent the last five days reliving what me and Kyan had done to her last week and cursing her for leaving me begging for more and starving without it. But now she was finally here beneath me, moaning my name and grinding her bare pussy on me.
I was probably going to come within a few minutes. I’d been aching for this for too fucking long. But that was alright because then I was going to lick the taste of me out of her pussy and fuck her all over again once I’d brought her to ruin with my tongue. I hoped she wasn’t tired because I intended to spend as much of the night as possible buried inside her in one way or another.
“I need you, Blake,” she begged again, rubbing herself against me shamelessly and I was so fucking relieved that I wasn’t the only one of us feeling this need.
I reached for my waistband, growling her name as I continued to kiss her neck and I started shoving the material down so that I could free my dick.
“I need you to turn the lights off,” Tatum panted and I paused with my shaft grinding against her thigh just as I was about to yank my sweatpants down.
“What?” I asked.
“Turn the lights off,” she insisted, her palms landing on my chest as she pushed me back.
I frowned as I had to concentrate on her words instead of the incessant demands of my dick which needed to slide inside her in the next thirty seconds or it was going to fucking
