Chapter 77 S*X
Mature: Extremely graphic threesome sex scene ahead. Read with caution.
Henry paused on his step, his gaze sweeping over the two women tangled together on the bed. He wasn't shocked, not even close. He had watched them devour each other in front of everyone before.
A slow, hungry smile spread across his face as he stepped closer. "Ladies... mind if I join?"
Cash's lips stayed sealed, her body trembling too hard from the waves of pleasure crashing through her to form a single word.
"Sure," Nelly mumbled against Cash's slick folds, her voice muffled and thick with lust. She pulled back just enough to glance up at Henry, lips glistening. Cash's legs gave out completely, and she crumpled to the bed with a shaky gasp.
Henry closed the distance, peeling his shirt up and over his head in one smooth motion, his eyes locked on them the entire time. Nelly's grin turned wicked as she reached for his waist, her hands sliding around him, tongue wetting her lips like she was already starving.
Her fingers worked his belt open softly, then tugged his trousers down. His cock sprang free, heavy, thick, throbbing, the head flushed deep purple and slick with precum. Veins pulsed along the shaft, making it look almost angry with need.
"Suck it!"
Nelly's eyes lit up. She didn't need instructions.
"Don't teach me my job, Henry," she purred, gathering her hair into a quick ponytail. Then she wrapped her hand around his thick cock, steady and firm, guiding the swollen tip past her lips. She took him deep...slow at first, her tongue swirling around the head, flicking that sensitive ridge until his breath hitched.
Henry groaned low in his throat. He knew exactly how filthy good she was with that mouth; this wasn't their first time. His hands dropped to her head, his fingers roaming through her hair, pushing her down harder until she gagged softly around him, spit trailing down her chin. He held her there, savoring the wet choke, the desperate little sounds vibrating against his cock.
It dragged him straight back to that night.
FLASHBACK – BEACH
Nelly slipped out of the hotel room wearing almost nothing, just a bra that barely covered her nipples and panties so thin they hid nothing at all. Her arms wrapped around herself against the chill, she stared out at the dark ocean, a secretive smile tugging at her lips.
Sleep wasn't coming tonight. This was better.
She walked to the shore, stripping off the last scraps of fabric without hesitation. The cool night air rushed over her bare skin, raising goosebumps everywhere, her hair whipping wild in the breeze.
She waded into the water until it lapped at her waist, soothing and teasing all at once. One hand drifted down between her thighs, parting her folds, letting the cold bite against her clit. Her eyes fluttered shut enjoying the pleasure, just when rough hands gripped her hips from behind.
"Aahn—" The moan tore out of her before she could stop it.
Henry pressed against her back, his fingers sliding straight into her soaked pussy without warning. His hard cock ground against her ass through his shorts.
"What are you-" she started, her voice barely a whisper.
He didn't answer. Just pushed deeper, curling his fingers until her knees buckled. She melted, her head falling back onto his shoulder.
His mouth found her neck: wet, open-mouthed kisses trailing fire down her skin. He guided her back to shore, sand sticking to their wet legs, until he had her pinned against a massive rock.
He dropped to his knees, throwing her legs over his shoulders, burying his face between her thighs. Tongue relentless, sucking her clit, fucking into her until she cum hard, her fingers digging into the sand, her breath ragged, her body shaking.
Before the aftershocks faded, he was on his feet, shoving his shorts down. His cock slammed into her in one brutal thrust.
Nelly's back arched against the rock, her mouth open in silent ecstasy. Sand clung to their skin, gritty and raw, but nothing compared to the thick heat stretching her open.
"Harder," she begged, her voice breaking.
He gave it to her, pounding deep, relentless, one hand clamped over her mouth to muffle her cries as distant torchlights swept the beach. Guards patrolling. Close enough to hear if she screamed.
She came again anyway, clenching around him, her nails raking his back while he emptied himself inside her with a guttural groan.
(Flashback ends)
Back in the present, Nelly pulled off his cock with a wet pop, her fingers teasing the dripping tip until Henry shuddered and spilled, thick ropes of cum painting her tongue and lips. She held his gaze the whole time, letting it drip down her chin.
Cash finally stirred, crawling forward on shaky knees. She nudged Nelly's hand away and took Henry's cock nto her own mouth, swallowing the mess without hesitation. Salty, hot, filthy, she sucked greedily, hollowing her cheeks.
Nelly rose up, crashing her mouth against Henry's in a messy, hungry kiss. Tongues tangled, tasting him on each other. His hands dropped to her ass, grabbing handfuls of soft flesh, squeezing hard enough to leave marks.
Cash worked his cock relentlessly until he pulled away from Nelly's lips with a growl, turning to drag Cash into an even deeper kiss. Nelly's hands roamed his chest, her nails scraping, pinching his nipples until he flinched and groaned.
"Both of you—bed. Now."
They scrambled onto the mattress, naked and dripping, waiting for him like offerings.
Henry climbed up after them, kneeling tall. He bent Cash over first, lining up and driving his cock into her pussy in one slick thrust. She screamed into the sheets, her back arching as he fucked her hard, deep, punishing strokes that made the bed furniture slam against the wall.
Nelly pressed against his side,her mouth on his neck, hands everywhere, squeezing his ass, hrr dragging nails down his back while he railed Cash senseless.
When Cash cun...shaking, sobbing his name, he pulled out and flipped his attention to Nelly.
He teased her first, dragging his soaked cock around her folds, teasing her until she was whining, hips chasing him desperately.
"You want it?"
She nodded frantically, her eyes blared.
"Then ride me."
He fell back onto the bed. Nelly straddled him in seconds, sinking down her pussy slow...inch by thick inch until he was buried in it. Bouncing her pussy into his cock. They both cursed.
She started moving, bouncing hard, her boobs swaying with every drop. Cash crawled up, capturing Nelly's mouth in a sloppy, desperate kiss, their tongues fighting, hands groping breasts, pinching nipples.
Henry watched them devour each other above him, hips snapping up to meet every downward thrust, the room filled with wet sounds and broken moans.
Eventually he couldn't take it anymore.
"Shower," he growled, his voice rough. "Now."
He pulled out and headed for the bathroom, Nelly chasing after him like she was addicted. She needed his cock to fill her wet hole. Hot water blasted on, in the bathroom He pinned her to the tile wall, lifting her easily. Legs wrapped tight around his waist, he slid his cock back inside and fucked her standing....deep, grinding strokes that had her screaming into his shoulder, her nails carving into his back.
Pure ecstasy. Heaven and hell all at once.
Outside the bathroom door, Cash watched through the steam-fogged glass breath fogging in soft pants. She strolled across the room, her eyes landing on the fireplace.
Hidden inside the wall, a small camera, still recording.
She reached in, her ingers closing around it.
A slow, cold smile curved her lips.
"Sorry, guys," she whispered to the empty room. "But I've got to look out for myself first."