The Letters (Carnage #4) (14 page)

Just to be safe and to make sure I’ve got this absolutely right, I ask her first though, “You like that, me pulling your hair, him slapping your arse?”

She bites down on her bottom lip and nods her head. “D’ya think I’m weird?” she asks.

Jet leans forward and grabs her hair, not harshly but enough to make her turn her head. “I think your fuckin’ perfect, baby. Now you just relax while I get myself inside you and when I do, I’ll slap that pretty ass of yours and I’ll pull your hair just the way you like it. You can forget Moscow, they’ll be hearing you in Melbourne with the way we’ll make you scream. Now relax baby, just relax.” She turns back around to look at me. Her hand’s wrapped tightly around my cock as she strokes up and down. I don’t want to be in her mouth until Jet’s buried inside her, just in case it hurts and she bites down on my dick. Yeah, it’s happened before. Just the once, but I’m not likely to forget it.

Jet strokes his fingertips down her spine with one hand and with the other he squeezes more lube onto the bottom of her back, then uses his fingers to drag it where he needs it. He squeezes more lube into his hand and rubs it over his condom covered cock, his eyes meet mine as he does. Unlike my fine self, Jet will fuck anything with a hole. He prefers women, but if there are none available, he’ll happily fuck or be sucked off by a bloke. He’s told me many, many times that he’d love to be fucked by me, and I’ve told him just as many times it ain’t gonna happen. Jet lines his cock up with Lara’s arse and I watch her eyes flutter while he begins to push inside her.

“Open your eyes and tell me that feels good, Lara. We need to know you’re okay. That feel good?” She opens her eyes, just as Jet must push in further, her back arches and she lets out the most animalistic moan. It’s carnal, sensual, and totally erotic and I almost come in her hand.

“So good Reed, it feels so fucking good. Please let me suck you. I want to taste you.” I shake my head. “Just a few more seconds and you can, but let’s get you on your way first.”

Jet pushes all the way inside her as I speak. I watch as his hands hold onto her hips and he begins to pump slowly into her. His eyes are on me as he bites down on his bottom lip.

“She feels good Reed, good and tight but I wish she was you. I wish this was your arse I was fucking.” He doesn’t take his eyes from mine. I don’t get scared when he says these things anymore. I know he means every one of them, but they don’t terrify me like they used to. He’s my mate, I love him like a mate, but that’s all. I like kinky, weird, fucked up sex, but I don’t like to fuck men. I don’t fancy men. I’ve watched two men fucking. Actually I’ve watched three and four men fucking and I’ve totally come in my hand over it, and all over a bird’s face while I’ve watched a few times too, but it’s because of the eroticism of the moment. It’s watching them get off that’s made me get off, it has nothing to do with the fact that they are men.

I push my cock back into Lara’s mouth and push my hips up as the momentum of Jet pushing into her arse moves her forward. She pushes on the underside of my cock with the flat of her tongue, forcing it up to the roof of her mouth. She swallows and gags slightly and the sensation is almost too much. I pull on her hair and Jet takes that as a cue to slap her arse again, in turn making her moan around my cock.

“Push the toy back in, full speed, push it deep but be gentle,” I tell him. Lara groans around my cock with anticipation and I watch her face as Jet follows my instructions. My eyes move from hers to Jet’s, both of them are staring right at me. Lara starts to moan continuously now and the vibration feels fucking spot on. I get that all too familiar tingle at the base of my spine as my balls begin to tighten. I wrap her hair tightly in my hand and hold her head still as I lift my hips and fuck her face.

“Yes, yes Reed. Harder, fuck her harder. Oh God, I can feel that vibrator against my cock. Fuck, I’m gonna come. Come Reed, let me see your face. Fuck Reed! Fuck, I want you. I love you Reed, I fucking love you.”

I shut my eyes to try and shut out Jet’s voice. I know he’s a sensitive soul, but I don’t do all that love shit. I feel it, I write it in my songs, but that’s as far as it goes for me… since her. I don’t say those words out loud to anyone except my family.

My arse cheeks clench almost as tight as my balls and my dick throbs painfully as I come inside Lara’s mouth. I squeeze my eyes shut tight, but it doesn’t help. It doesn’t keep her away. Yeah, when it’s good I see stars. I get that white flash of light when I blow my load, but in amongst it all, every time, there’s always a pair of blue eyes, long blonde hair and the face of an angel. My angel, Amoeba. It’s been fifteen years and a whole world of hurt and fucking heartache since I last saw her. Yet, she’s still there, still here, in my head, my belly and my heart and I so wish to fuck that wasn’t the case.