Max

Lynelle's eyes got all cute and wide at Rowan's words. She was excited to finally be fucked; shit, all of them were right there with her. They had agreed that the first time, only Rowan would fuck her and nobody else, seeing as he was quite intense and she was likely to be spent after he got through with her.

Max was perfectly content to watch him and Lynelle, even if it meant another night going back to his room with a raging hardon. He watched as Rowan fixed her panties back into place and set the toys aside, grabbing a small knife from where he had set it on the bedside table earlier.

Lynelle looked terrified at the sight of it, but he held up his hands, trying to look non-threating. Which was not that successful considering his intimidating appearance.

"No worries, Lynelle. Just have to take care of these panties," he assured her. She relaxed, trusting him, and he gently cut the fabric off of her, leaving her completely exposed to the five pairs of prying eyes in the room.

Fuck, there was a sight that never got old. Her pussy was an absolute mess from the teasing and edging. He glanced at Ethan, knowing he was probably enjoying the state she was in. He looked entranced, the same way Max felt. That woman was an enchantress, and they were under her spell.

Rowan tossed her panties away and licked once up her pussy. She cursed and struggled against the restraints, for the hundredth time. Jackson moved his hands off of her hips and backed off to give Rowan room, finding a good place in the room to watch.

Max stayed in the same place. He wasn't necessary now that the gag was out, but her hand had kind of latched onto him. Not that he minded, at all.

Rowan ducked away for a second to put on a condom, but was back before Lynelle could have missed him.

Rowan moved up up her body to kiss her. As they kissed, he opened his belt, undid his pants, and pulled his dick out. None of them were exactly small, but from what he'd seen of Lynelle, she had no trouble getting wet for them, so he wasn't worried.

They broke apart and they both looked down to where Rowan was rubbing the tip of his cock up and down her slit. They all knew that Lynelle was more than ready to take him, but Rowan was a bit of a tease, and he was not a man with much mercy in him. So he was making her wait.

Finally, once he had her body practically begging for him to fuck her, Rowan stopped with the teasing. He went slow as he slid the first half in, letting her adjust to him. But Lynelle clearly didn't want to go slow. She bucked up her hips, taking another inch of him all at once, and moaned.

The movement seemed to trigger something in Rowan, and he snapped his hips, slamming the rest of his cock into her. Lynelle closed her eyes and groaned with a small smile on her face.

"You don't want it slow and soft? No? You want it rough?" Rowan's voice was a little grittier than usual, and sounded like he was almost out of breath. Lynelle moaned out a vaguely affirmative sound.

Rowan slowly pulled out, all the way until he was barely in her, and slammed in again. Then he was just fucking her, nice and fast, giving her what she wanted.

Lynelle was practically bouncing back from the force of his thrusts. She looked completely blissed out as she moaned and whimpered. Max was impressed with her; she was taking Rowan's dick better than he could have hoped. He shifted so his face was closer to hers, then whispered to her.

"There's a good girl. You're taking his cock so well, baby. Look down at where he's fucking you. Look at how good that pretty pussy is taking it."

She obeyed his words, lifting her head and watching where Rowan's cock was pumping into her. They watched together for a few seconds before her head collapsed back into the pillow.

Max could never get tired of listening to her little sounds. She squirmed under Rowan's rough treatment. He never would have guessed from looking at her that she liked being pounded like this. But no, this little woman with big brown eyes and long, dark hair was having her guts rearranged and loving it.

For no apparent reason, Rowan slowed down and stopped, leaving his cock resting balls-deep in her pussy. She whimpered and moved her hips like she was trying to show him how to keep fucking her.

"You know, Lynelle, you told me to suck your dick downstairs. That wasn't very nice, was it? But it did give me an idea - why don't we do the next best thing?"

Lynelle stared at him with hazy eyes, waiting for him to explain.

Rowan looked at Max pointedly, then back at her. "Let's put that smart mouth to good use, yeah?"

He started undoing her wrist and ankle cuffs, and Max felt his heart stop for a second when he realized what Rowan was suggesting. Hell yeah.

Rowan finished freeing her and rolled her over so she was on her belly, then propped her up so she was on all fours. While Max was busy undoing his pants, Rowan spread her legs a little more and grabbed her hips, making slight adjustments to her pose. He knelt behind her without putting his dick in, waiting for Max.

Lynelle was watching him hungrily, and as soon as he got within reach with his erection out, she wrapped her mouth around his tip. Fuck.

He glanced at the ceiling, trying to summon enough control to be cool about it. He felt himself twitch in her mouth as she did a swirly motion with her tongue and sucked him in a little further.

Max wrapped his hand in her pretty, dark hair. He didn't use it to control her head, but just rested it there. He watched, mesmerized, as she worked her mouth further down onto his cock.

He couldn't tear his eyes away from her face, but he knew Rowan had started with her again from the way she moaned around his dick, sending little vibrations down. It didn't take long before Rowan was railing her again, and each rough thrust would knock Lynelle into him, forcing a small portion of his cock a little further into her throat, then letting it slide out a little as she rocked back into Rowan as he withdrew.

"Shit," he whispered, so quiet he was surely the only one who could hear. He hadn't predicted that Lynelle would have been hiding these impressive cocksucking skills of hers. Evil seductress.

Max adjusted his hand in her hair, getting a better grip on her. He started gently guiding her head, exaggerating the bobbing movements that Rowan's fucking was already creating.

"Look at you, being fucked from both ends. So beautiful. How do you like this, pet?" Rowan panted.

She made a little sound around his cock and her tongue moved like she was trying to say something, and Max groaned. Siren.

"It's a little hard to understand you there," Rowan laughed. She whimpered.

Max was delighted with Lynelle. He wasn't all the way down her throat, so she could still breathe, but it was still quite impressive that she hadn't had to come off of his dick even once. Her hot little mouth felt like heaven. He was thanking his lucky stars that he had happened to be sitting close to her.

Rowan reached around and started rubbing her clit, and she got a lot louder around his cock. Max panted and tightened his grip on her, feeling his orgasm start to approach.

Lynelle looked like she was about to cum, too. Her eyes were closed, and she was arching her back, pressing her pussy back into Rowan.

Lynelle's lips locked into Max as she let out a sobbing groan as she came. Rowan cursed and threw his head back, surely from the way her pussy was clenching on him. He groaned and slammed into her, and as his orgasm happened, Lynelle did a swallowing tongue trick with her mouth and Max felt himself cum too.

He usually would pull out and stroke himself to finish, knowing that most women didn't prefer to swallow, but Lynelle's mouth had such a grip on him he couldn't bring himself to even try. He thrusted himself into her mouth as he came, and she fucking giggled and swallowed, looking up at him with her dark eyes.

Temptress. She was goddamn perfect. He was lost in her.

As soon as he was done, he pulled out of her mouth to let her breath better, let go of her hair, and fixed himself so his dick was away and his clothes were all proper.

Rowan pulled out too, and disappeared for a second, presumably to take care of the condom. Lynelle turned and collapsed on her back, wiping hair off her damp forehead. Max did the same, laying down next to her. He took one of her hands and laid it over his chest, placing his other hand over hers and interlocking their fingers.

Char, Jackson, and Ethan, who had been silently watching, came and kissed her sleepy face. Ethan squeezed her free hand, then they left them in Rowan's bed.

Rowan came back from the bathroom, completely naked. He had undressed for some reason. Max rolled his eyes.

"Come on, man."

"This is my room, Max. If you don't wanna sleep next to my naked dick, you can leave."

He turned Lynelle so they were spooning and buried his face in her hair. "Not a chance."

Rowan kissed her forehead and wrapped his arms around her so she was squished between them. By the time they were situated, Lynelle was already asleep.