Chapter 228: 228 | The Girlfriend Experience
I groaned, still half-asleep, registering warmth and wetness wrapped around my dick. Sucking sounds filtered through my consciousness like someone was trying to pull my soul out through my cock.
What the actual fuck?
My eyes cracked open to find sunlight streaming through cheap hotel curtains, painting everything in that orange-gold California morning glow. Naomi curled against my right side, pink and black hair spilling across the pillow, one arm thrown over my chest, her face peaceful and stupidly adorable in sleep. She’d drooled a little on my shoulder. Cute.
But Naomi wasn’t the source of the wetness currently making my morning wood throb.
Blue hair bobbed up and down between my legs.
I looked down and immediately understood my situation. Belle Fox, naked except for the sheet half-draped across her hips, had her mouth wrapped around my cock like she was savoring an expensive dessert. Slow. Deliberate. Wet and sloppy in the best possible way.
Holy shit.
Her head moved in long, patient strokes, taking me deep before pulling back with obscene suction. Saliva dripped down my shaft. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she took me in again, hollowing her cheeks and making this gorgeous wet sound that should probably be illegal.
My hand moved on instinct, threading through her blue hair and gripping gently. Belle’s amber eyes snapped open, looking up at me with raw, hungry lust burning behind them. She didn’t stop. If anything, she doubled down, making direct eye contact while she sucked harder.
I was fully awake now.
Belle pulled off slowly, her lips dragging along my length until just the tip remained inside. Then she released completely, leaving a thick string of saliva connecting her mouth to my dick. She tilted her head and tapped my cock against her flushed cheek twice, the smacking sound obscene in the quiet room.
"I’m charging you extra for this, by the way, Jace Monroe."
Her voice came out husky and wrecked. My brain short-circuited.
"Extra for what?" I managed, my own voice rough with sleep and arousal.
"For the girlfriend experience." She smirked, still rubbing my dick against her face like it was the most natural thing in the world. "This counts as above and beyond our arrangement."
Before I could formulate a response that wasn’t just begging her to put her mouth back on me, Belle started kissing my cock. Not sucking. Kissing. She started at the base, her soft lips pressing against my shaft while she maintained that devastating eye contact. She worked her way up slowly, planting wet kisses along every inch, her tongue occasionally darting out to taste.
Fuck.
My fingers tightened in her hair. She smiled against my dick and kept going, kissing toward the tip with agonizing patience.
An idea flickered through my lust-drunk brain. Belle was touching me. Direct skin contact. And I’d just upgraded Sensory Hijack to Bronze, which meant I could layer two senses simultaneously.
Let’s test the range on this bad boy.
I activated the ability, focusing on Belle’s taste and touch receptors. First, I made my dick taste like a perfectly ripe strawberry, sweet and fresh. Then I targeted the precum leaking from my tip and made it taste like melted dark chocolate.
Belle froze mid-kiss, her eyes widening in shock.
"What the—" She licked the tip experimentally, and her pupils blew wide. "Oh my god."
"You like that?" I couldn’t keep the smug satisfaction out of my voice.
"You taste like strawberries." She licked again, slower this time, savoring. "And this," she caught a bead of precum on her tongue, "tastes like chocolate."
Belle’s expression shifted from surprise to something darker and hungrier. "You absolute bastard. You’ve been holding out on me."
"Consider it my apology for ditching you last weekend."
"Apology not accepted." She grinned, wicked and beautiful. "But this is a good start."
Belle wrapped her lips around the tip and sucked hard, moaning at the combination of strawberry flesh and chocolate precum flooding her mouth. The vibration traveled straight down my spine.
Beside me, Naomi stirred. Her eyes fluttered open, taking in the scene with drowsy confusion that rapidly morphed into full awareness.
"Belle?"
"Morning, sunshine." Belle pulled off my cock with a wet pop, turning to flash Naomi a grin. Saliva and precum glistened on her lips. "Want to join? He tastes amazing right now."
Naomi’s face went crimson, her gaze bouncing between Belle’s expression and my dick standing at attention, still wet from Belle’s mouth.
"I... what?"
"He’s using that hijack thing." Belle licked a stripe up my shaft, her eyes rolling back. "Strawberry. With chocolate on top. It’s genuinely unfair."
I grabbed Belle’s hair and guided her back down, needing her mouth on me before I lost my mind. She went willingly, taking me deep and moaning around my length. The taste manipulation was hitting her hard. Every time her tongue touched my skin, she got a fresh burst of flavor that made her work harder.
Naomi sat up fully, the sheet pooling around her waist. Her breasts swayed slightly with the movement, and my free hand reached for her on instinct.
"Come here, baby."
She bit her lip, eyes dark with interest. "Are you sure?"
"Get over here and let me kiss you."
Naomi crawled closer, and I pulled her in with my free hand, crushing my mouth to hers while Belle continued her work below. Naomi tasted like sleep and hotel mouthwash, sweet and clean. I kissed her deep and slow while my other hand kept Belle’s rhythm steady.
Belle hummed around my cock, the vibration shooting pleasure up my spine. I broke the kiss with Naomi, breathing hard.
"Touch yourself," I told her.
Naomi’s eyes went wide. "What?"
"You heard me. I want to watch."
Her blush spread down her neck to her chest, but she did it. Her hand slid between her thighs, and her breath hitched when she made contact with herself.
Belle pulled off my dick again, gasping. "This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen, and I’ve seen some shit."
