Riffs That Ruin (Survival Records #2)

12. Nash

B lake fists the edges of the couch cushions on either side of him, unsure of what to do with his hands. This very well might be his first blowjob—it wouldn’t surprise me after what he told us—which means I want to make this experience beyond amazing for him.

At the same time, I’m having to restrain my excitement over everything that’s happening right now. I’ve been attracted to Blake since I first met him. He’s fucking stunning, and what makes it even better is the moments when he lacks the confidence to see it himself. I never could’ve imagined he’d let me be a part of pleasuring him. Even if I’m mostly guiding our woman on doing it.

We still have a lot of work to do to help him heal from his past, but I know Raina and I are up for the challenge. I already have a plan, one I’ll enjoy enacting possibly more than the two of them.

Raina’s mouth closes around his tip, and I run my hand from her head down her spine until my hand is dipping under her skirt. The costume she has on is tight, but that doesn’t stop my determination of dipping my fingers underneath so I can sink them into her. I start off with two, sliding them right in with no resistance.

A shocked mewl spills from around Blake’s cock. She probably wasn’t expecting me to go right in without teasing her first. Her reaction is perfect, cluing Blake into the fact something is going on. His eyes fly open, landing on Raina first. With a glance at her face, I find her eyes wide, pupils blown with lust.

Blake finds the same thing, and his attention fixates on me. “What did you do?” His breathless question makes me want to draw him into me, to kiss him until I’m the one who made him that way.

I stare into his clear blue eyes and it’s like a bridge between us, an intimate connection, one that’s even better than when I only had my hand pumping his cock. “You want to know what I’m doing to our girl?” I ask, my tongue flicking at my ring. “Are you sure?”

He sucks in a breath and glances down at Raina, where she’s staring at him, swirling her tongue around his tip again. His focus returns to me, and he gives me a sharp nod of his head. He’s holding his breath, doing his best to keep from coming in her mouth so quickly. Something I know all too well.

Licking at my ring once more, it draws his focus to my lips for a moment before his eyes flutter and return to mine. “My fingers are currently sliding in and out of her pussy. She’s fucking drenched simply from giving you a blowjob.”

“Fuck, Nash. Yes,” she gasps, making me smile wider.

“What did you do now?” he asks, glancing back and forth between us. His hips slightly buck, chasing Raina’s retreating mouth as she moves to lick him from the top of my hand to his tip.

“I put a third finger in her. You want to know why?” My cock throbs with the way I’m teasing him.

“Why?” he rasps.

Making him wait to find out, I focus on Raina. “Do you like that, baby? Do you enjoy having a cock stretching your mouth while I do the same to your pussy?” My dirty talk is turning me on, even though it’s meant to do that for the two of them. It makes my cock strain against my pants, which is made all the worse with Blake’s guttural moan.

Raina nods her head and makes a sexy as fuck slurping sound as she comes off his dick. “God yes,” she pants. “I want you to fuck me.”

Fuck. I wish I could plunge right into her, get myself some relief right now. But we don’t have time, not with the clock working against us with the show ticking closer. “You can have me later. Right now, we need to get Blake to come.”

“Shit,” Blake mumbles. His head falls back and his eyes flutter closed before he snaps them open again, wanting to watch our stunning woman work his cock. She stares at him, taking his length like a champ with how wide she has to open her mouth. Her tiny hand works up and down, making him appear even larger.

Releasing my hold on the base of his cock, Blake gives me a look like he didn’t want me to let go. Feeling emboldened, I grab his wrist and guide his hand to rest on top of Raina’s head. I trail my fingers along his hand as I lean in to whisper in Raina’s ear.

“Fondle his balls, baby. Let me stroke him while you suck his fat head.” They both moan. Raina slides her hand down his shaft until his balls are in her palm, and Blake fists her hair, desperately trying to maintain control and delay the overwhelming flood of new sensations.

I grasp his cock, the thick meat warm in my hand and stroke once, only to find there isn’t enough spit with Raina unable to take his full length. I wonder for a second if she could take more, but is being careful because of the show that’s hanging over us, not wanting to bruise the back of her throat or affect her voice.

This time when I let go, Blake makes a disgruntled sound. My tongue flicks at my lip ring and I wink at him, something I’ve done so many times before, but this is different. It’s not the teasing innuendo I usually give him, but something that says to hold on, he’ll get exactly what he wants.

“I need your spit, baby. Come lick my hand,” I instruct Raina, slipping my fingers from her sopping pussy to rub at her clit a little. There’s no doubt about it, she loves sucking Blake’s cock.

Our girl doesn’t hesitate to do what I asked, her mouth pops off his dick, and she gives the tip a kiss before moving her head closer to where I hold my flat palm ready.

“Wait,” Blake rasps, making us both freeze where we are.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. Did I take things too far? Was this too much, too fast for him? My stomach dips, time seeming to stretch as I stare at him waiting to find out his next words, Raina holding her breath waiting just the same.

“Both of you do it.” It takes a moment for my brain to process his request. I was expecting him to object, to say he couldn’t handle all of this, not to give us a request of his own.

Raina and I glance at each other, matching smiles growing on our faces as we seem to instinctively coordinate our movements. We both lean in, turning our eyes to Blake, and lick along the length of my hand. Our tongues touch as we do it and when we get to the tip of my fingers, we naturally turn to each other to end it with a deep kiss.

Blake lets out a pleased sigh, like this is what he wanted us to do all along. Without even looking, my hand finds his cock, fisting it in my hold and running it along his length. We break the kiss, and Raina watches what I’m doing for a moment. Taking advantage of her not sucking on him, I twist my hand around the top of his dick before running my thumb over the sensitive area on the underside of his head.

He sucks in a sharp breath, the sound going straight to my cock. Wanting to hear it again, but from my woman this time, I sink my fingers back inside her, gliding them across her G-spot. “Mmm, yes,” she moans. I work them both, doing the same thing over and over, my gaze flicking back and forth, watching as they get closer to the edge at the same time.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” Raina’s voice snaps me out of a slight daze, where I’ve simply been enjoying the sounds they’re making. The two of them together is almost too much to take in.

“Put your mouth back on him, gorgeous. Let’s make him blow his load.” At some point his hand must’ve moved, because Blake reaches for her head, smoothing his palm over her hair as he draws her closer. She smiles at him, her eyes glossy with lust and adoration, then she licks his head with the flat of her tongue before flicking the tip back and forth on the spot I was just rubbing with my thumb.

“Just like that, Raina. Fuck, Bunny. That feels so damn good,” Blake moans. It seems he’s relaxing, getting more comfortable to the point where he’s interacting with us more.

My hand bumps Raina’s chin but it doesn’t stop either of us, she continues to suck his tip into her mouth, and I glide both my hands in unison pleasuring them both. Peering into Blake’s crystal blue eyes, I smile at him and tilt my head.

“Do you still want to know why I’m stuffing her with my fingers?” I ask him, bringing his thoughts back to his prior question. He’s only able to nod his head, too close to coming to function much. Next time I’ll make him use his words, but for now I’ve made him wait long enough. “To start stretching her for you. To work her pussy up to taking your thick as fuck cock. Would you like that, Blake? Would you enjoy being able to feel her pussy gripping your cock and moaning in pleasure at taking it?” His eyes become hooded watching where my hand disappears between her legs, picturing the image I’m painting for him.

Raina enjoys it too, whimpering around his cock as he leans forward. Unexpectedly, his hand lands on the back of my head, drawing me closer until I’m right next to my girl.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

My best friend wants my mouth on his dick at the same time as our pop star girlfriend. He’s always resisted my teasing about doing anything together, so I’m not sure what’s changed his mind, but I won’t second guess him.

Locking eyes with her once more, we move in unison to the bottom of his cock and lick on either side along his length until we reach the tip. My hand returns to the base of his shaft, stroking what I can get to as we suck and flick the tip of his head on our respective sides before our mouths meet at the top.

The slight bump of her hand tells me she’s returned to fondling his balls like I instructed earlier. We make out with his dick like a three way kiss. There’s no way to explain the passion coursing through the action. It’s unlike anything I’ve done before.

“Ohhh, fuck. That’s it.” Blake’s hand tightens in my hair, pulling at the short strands and sending tingles all along my scalp. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, no.”

His hips thrust and suddenly he’s coming, warm spurts of his cum spill onto our lips as we continue kissing, our tongues gliding over the slick mess, sharing it between us. I’m so damn turned on that one brush to my cock would have me exploding in my pants.

Blake breathes heavily, his chest heaving as his hand slips from my head. “Shit. I’m so sorry.”

Raina and I lean away from him, giving him space to come down from his orgasm, but I don’t plan on letting that space last too long. Our girl still needs to come after all.

“Why?” Raina asks. “That’s exactly what we wanted.” She smiles at him, it’s soft and affectionate.

He reaches to the end of the couch where his clothes from earlier are sitting. Grabbing his shirt, he carefully wipes at the cum smeared on her face. Damn. Such a sight. Something I’ll never get tired of seeing.

“Just—I—It.” Blake seems to have short circuited, not being able to sort his thoughts into a sentence. He finishes cleaning her face and turns to me in a fluster. He wipes mine as carefully as he did hers, something I didn’t expect.

“Raina didn’t come,” I tell him as he rubs the fabric over my chin. “Would you like to see how beautiful she is when she does?”

He pauses, meeting my gaze and swallows. After a beat, he glances at her to gauge her reaction to my offer. I don’t wait, already having seen his answer in his eyes.

“Straddle him, baby. Let’s get you taken care of before we have to get on stage.” The reminder has her scrambling from the floor. His cock ends up between her legs, still half hard. My fingers glisten, having slipped from her in her movement, and I hold them up for him to see. “Look at how wet you made her.”

Our girl turns and wraps her fingers around my wrist, her hold gentle but firm. She brings my hand toward Blake’s mouth until there’s only an inch of space. “Taste me?” she asks, her voice sweeter than sugar.

Her question hangs in the air between us for a beat, leaving the decision to him if he wants to sample her from my fingers or not. He closes the space, licking the length of them before he sucks them into his mouth. His tongue flicks back and forth, and I have to hold my moan back with the thought of what it would feel like on my dick. This is more than I ever expected from him.

Slipping my fingers from his mouth, I move from the floor and rest a knee on the couch next to them, pressing my body against Raina’s side. “You want to come, baby?”

A whimper falls from her lips, a sound sweeter than any note she sings on stage. “Yes,” she whines, her head falling to Blake’s shoulder.

“Kiss your man while I make you come. I want him to swallow all your screams.” I press my lips to the side of her neck, giving her an affectionate kiss. “Let him know what you sound like when you’re enjoying yourself so he’ll know you’re honest in the future when he finally fucks you.”

Blake slides his hands along her thighs and up her body until he holds her to him. He cradles her neck in his palm and runs a thumb along her pulse point as she lowers her lips to his, kissing him sweetly before deepening it. He doesn’t hesitate to taste himself on her, making me smile as I dip my fingers past her costume again.

Raina can’t help but moan when my fingers slide across her G-spot and rub with the right amount of pressure to make her sing. Her moans, whimpers, sighs, and mewling sounds are muffled, but they still let him know how much she enjoys my fingers pumping in her.

“Blake, I’m so close,” she whines, her legs shaking as she collapses against his chest, unable to hold herself up.

He reaches between them and grips her chin, forcing her to lift her head so he can stare into her eyes. “You’re close?” he asks, his focus switching back and forth between each eye. She licks her lips and nods, her gaze glossed over with how on the edge she is. “I want you to come for me. Come all over my dick.”

I finagle my thumb to rub her clit, and her hips buck like she’s actually riding his cock. It’s only a few seconds until her body shakes against him right in time to meet Keaton’s knock on the door.