Blurred Lines (Watching Her) (3 page)

I smiled down at her. I doubted that. Brett
did a pretty good job of making me come harder than I ever thought possible.

She moved up my body. I thought she was
going to kiss me again and was little bit disappointed when she leaned down,
running her tongue along my neck. My head fell to the side as I sighed softly. Her
hands came up to my breasts, cupping them in her small hands while her nipples
teased the peaks until I was writhing beneath her.

Her lips blazed a trail down my
trembling stomach. She nuzzled my abdomen, planting feather kisses there. My
back bowed off the bed and I whimpered softly. I glanced over at Brett. His
eyes were hooded with desire as he watched us with an intensity I hadn’t seen
that look since he watched me have sex with his best friend Sebastian.

Misty quickly brought my attention back
to her, running her tongue down my wet slit, stopping to give extra attention
to my clit. She used her tongue and fingers on me as I imagined only another
woman could. My orgasm was quickly approaching and I was almost afraid of how
hard I would come against her face.

I don’t know if she could sense I was
holding back, but she stopped and looked up at me, her lips glistening from my
juices. “Let go, Lizzie. Come for me,” she said as she slid four fingers inside
my tight flesh. She drew my clit into her mouth and sucked gently.

“Lizzie, I want to watch you come for
her. Don’t hold back,” I heard Brett’s voice unexpectedly, hoarse with his
desire.

She pressed her tongue against my
sensitive bud, moving it slightly back and forth. I cried out and pulled at the
sheets as I exploded against her lips. My head thrashed from side to side as
the fireworks continued to go off behind my eyelids. I didn’t think they would
ever stop.

She stopped sucking my clit, keeping her
fingers deep inside me. She used her tongue all over my sex, not missing any of
the sweet nectar that had escaped with my orgasm. When my thighs stopped
shaking, she covered my pussy with her whole mouth and sucked gently again.

I came fast and hard this time,
screaming loud as I heard Brett mutter, “Fuck yeah, baby, come hard all over
her face.”

I squeezed my eyes tight as my body
shook with each tremor of pleasure. Misty was holding my hips down as I bucked
beneath her, keeping her mouth on me so that she could wring ever last drop of ecstasy
from me.

When I opened my eyes, her face was next
to me and she was kissing me hard, thrusting her tongue into my mouth, letting
me taste myself all over her. I kissed her back eagerly, cleaning up the
evidence of my arousal all over her face. I loved doing that with Brett but it
was even hotter kissing another woman and tasting myself on her.

“That was fucking hot,” she muttered
against my lips, her fingers teasing my nipples again. I moved my hands up and
cupped her full breasts in my hands. They were probably a cup larger than my
size C and they felt amazing in my hands. I massaged and squeezed them with my
tiny hands. I had the urge to suck her nipples until she begged me to stop,
moving down her trim frame.

“Lick me, Lizzie. I want to feel those
pretty lips on my skin. I want to feel them on my tits and pussy,” she said almost
as if she had read my mind. She was panting now, her eyes glassy with lust.

I glanced over to Brett; he was rubbing
his cock now through his leather pants. Would he wait to get off when he could
finally fuck me or get himself off as he watched me with Misty? If he waited,
he would probably take me hard and fast as soon as he was able. I loved it when
he needed me like that, his animal lust taking him over and consuming him.

Misty lay back on the bed so I could
have better access to her breasts. I leaned down and ran my tongue from one
nipple, to the valley between, then to the other. I teased each hard peak, my
tongue swirling around them slowly again and again before swiping over it with
my tongue.

“Suck it,” she mumbled, her hand running
down my back to play with my ass.

I encircled one hard nipple with my lips
and sucked gently. “Harder,” she urged me. I sucked hard and she arched her
back into me. I moved a hand between her legs, running it up her thigh. They
were already slick with her arousal. My hand traveled further up, finally
reaching the hot mess at the apex of her thighs. She was so wet and warm, her
clit so swollen. I teased it with my fingers. She sucked in her breath and
thrust her hips wantonly at me. “Don’t stop,” she said, her breathing getting
faster.

I continued to suck her nipple, grazing
it with my teeth while I fingered her clit. She grasped my head in her hands,
her fingers buried in my messy bun. Her body tensed and she cried out loudly. I
lifted my head and smiled. It was an amazing feeling to make a woman come. I
definitely knew now why Brett loved to make me come so much.

She glanced down at me as I settled between
her legs, spreading them wide as I dug my nails slightly into her thighs. I
studied her soft flesh, dripping with the evidence of her orgasm. I leaned in
and licked from her asshole to her clit. She tasted amazing and I could
understand why Brett enjoyed going down on me so often and for so long.

I worked her with my tongue and fingers
like she’d done to me; it wasn’t long before her pussy began pulsing around my
fingers as another orgasm approached. I fucked her hard with three fingers
while my tongue moved back and forth over the swollen button. She clutched my
head in her hands and ground her hips hard into my face as she came against me.

I stayed between her legs until she
stopped twitching around my fingers. I slid them out and sat up. I glanced over
at Brett and took the fingers covered with her cum into my mouth and sucked
them clean. He groaned and got up off the chair to come over to me. He grabbed
my hair, pulling my head back firmly and kissed me hard. He pulled away
breathless. “Fuck, Lizzie, I can taste her on you,” he said before kissing me
even again.

I wanted Brett more than I ever had
before as he kissed me. I reached down and rubbed his rock hard cock with my
hands through his pants. I reached for his belt buckle, wanting to free his
shaft so he could fuck me.

“Not yet,” he said, breaking our kiss. He
leaned his forehead against mine. “I want to watch you rub your pussy against
hers.”

My sex clenched at his request. He
remembered I always thought it was so hot watching girls do that in the porn
that we watched. I turned back to Misty and she was grinning. “I’m in if you
are, Lizzie,” she said, sitting up and scooting over to me on the bed.

Brett went back to his chair to sit
down. Misty and I entwined our legs so they were scissoring each other. We slid
our asses closer together and I gasped as her wet flesh touched mine. I shuddered
at the sensation, almost coming right then. Misty spread her sex with her
fingers to expose her clit better. I did the same and lifted my hips so they
were touching. We started circling our hips slowly, my orgasm quickly building
in the pit of my belly.

She started to move faster and reached
out to tease my nipple. I cupped her breast in my hand again, running the thumb
over the tight flesh. Brett was mumbling incoherently as he watched us. “I’m
going to come, Lizzie. Come with me,” she said breathlessly.

I nodded and moved a little bit faster. Our
bodies tensed and we both screamed as we came hard. Her cum flowed out of her
body and against mine, covering me.

We collapsed on the bed, our legs still
hooked together. As we caught our breath, Misty sat up and reached for me. She
kissed me softly. “That was amazing. I hope we see each other here again soon. Maybe
your boyfriend can even join us next time.”

She unhooked her legs from mine and
stood up from the bed, reaching for her clothes. “For now, I’m going to go and
leave you with him,” she said, nodding over to Brett. I bit my lip. His chest
was heaving, his eyes almost black. “He looks like he’s going to attack you
like an animal that hasn’t eaten for weeks.”

He stood up and started to unbuckle his
pants as he walked to me. The butterflies went into overdrive in my stomach
thinking about what he was going to do to me.

I looked back to Misty. “Thank you for
tonight. I hope we can do it again soon too.”

She smiled as she put on her shoes. “Good.”
She reached for her purse and walked to the door. “Enjoy the rest of your
night,” she said with a wink as she left the room, shutting the door firmly
behind her.

I turned back to Brett and he was naked
now. His cock was standing straight up against this stomach. I moved back up
the bed and he lunged at me. He grabbed my ankles, pulling me back to the edge
of the bed. He entered me with one swift movement. I gasped as he quickly
filled me, stretching my flesh.

He gripped my hips in his hands, his
nails digging deep into my flesh. It turned me on when he left marks during
sex.

“Fuck, that was hot.” He leaned down and
kissed me, his tongue dancing with mine. He shuddered. “I can
still
taste her on you.”

He ground his pubic bone against my clit
as I reached up to run my nails along his tattooed arms. I was on the edge of
orgasm as Brett continued to pound into me. “Come for me, Lizzie. Come all over
my cock.” He leaned down and bit my neck. “I want you to cover me with your
cum.”

I threw my head back, crying out his
name. My orgasm was nuclear, coming harder than I had all night. I milked his
cock with the walls of my cunt, my juices covering him, dripping down to his
balls.

He plunged into me one last time and
moaned my name as he released deep inside me. He buried his face in my neck,
trembling against me, both of us in the throes of our orgasms.

He kissed my neck and leaned back away
from me with a smile. “Wow, huh?”

I nodded, squeezing him with my legs
still wrapped around his waist. “Yes,” I said. Wow didn’t even begin to cover
it.

He looked me up and down. “Well, you are
a hot mess so I think it’s time for a shower before we head home. When we get
there, I plan to lick your pussy until you pass out.

My jaw dropped. “Oh my God,” I said. I’d
come a long way with my sexuality since I met Brett, but he still managed to
shock me. I think he purposely tried sometimes because he liked my reaction.

He stepped away from me, pulling out of
me. He reached down and picked me up, carrying me effortlessly into the bathroom.
He even managed to turn on the shower with me still in his arms.

He set me down, planting a kiss firmly
on my lips. “Thanks for doing this tonight,” he said softly as he reached behind
me for the soap and began to clean my body. For all his muscles and tattoos and
bad boy image, Brett was incredibly gentle with me--that was just one of the
many reasons I loved him.

When he reached between my legs, I let
out a gasp. His fingers always knew right where to touch me to turn me on. He
ran a finger over my already swollen nub and chuckled. “I’ve created a monster,
haven’t I?”

I gripped his arm and smiled. He most
certainly had.

He removed his finger and I frowned at
him.
Why did he stop?

“Not here, Gorgeous,” he said. “It’s
time to get you home to our bed or wherever I want to take you. Then I’ll let
you come as many times as you want.” I felt better then; I could live with that
compromise.

When he was finished cleaning us both,
he turned off the shower and helped me step out. He grabbed a towel and dried
me off. I watched him move the towel over me, stopping to plant a soft kiss on
my stomach.

He stood up. “Go get dressed. Let’s get
out of here.”

I couldn’t wait to get home. I loved
these adventures with Brett, but nothing was hotter than just the two of us
alone in our apartment. These ‘sexcapades’, as I liked to call them, were just
a bonus of our already amazing sex life. We certainly didn’t need them, but
they definitely kept things a little more interesting.

When we were both dressed, he grabbed my
hand and led me out of the club without a word. He was walking so fast in
eagerness, I had trouble keeping up. As exciting as the club seemed to be when
we first arrived, the loud music and darkness were almost too much now.

I breathed a sigh of relief when we got
outside. I didn’t know where our next adventure would take us, but I couldn’t
wait to see what it would be. With Brett by my side, I was up for anything.

THE END

Acknowledgements

My husband, thank you for
listening to me go on and on about story ideas and other writing nonsense. I
love you.

My girls, thanks for having
patience with Mom while I wrote this.

My Mom, thank you for
supporting me always, no matter what.

Thank you to Tabitha for
loving Brett like I do.

Finally, thank you for
reading this book. I hope you find Lizzie and Brett as sexy as I do.