Taking it in her throat

Rachel slid off the couch and down onto the rough carpet. Wait a second, she thought with her conscious brain, but her instincts already had her crawling forward. Then she was right there, looking up at Leo as he leaned on the edge of the TA’s desk. He was smiling. She caught herself smiling, too. Pathetic, but whatever. She didn’t care anymore. There’d been enough stress today.

“Take her top off, Mel,” Leo said.

Melly knelt behind her. Her fingers were cold as she fumbled with the hem of the crop top. The fabric slid up and over her head, leaving her skin bare to the stale, cool air. A shiver racked Rachel. She felt her nipples harden against the cool air. On either side there was someone warm and beautiful, him and her, and she very badly wanted them to heat her up.

“Good,” Leo laughed. “Now, hold her head.”

Melly’s hands came up to cradle Rachel’s jaw, her thumbs resting below her ears. Rachel could feel the tremor in her friend’s grip. Leo went for his belt, the clink of the buckle ringing in her ears. He undid his jeans and pushed them down his hips until they rested just above his knees. Under his boxers he was already sporting an erection. He looked at her expectantly.

“You know what to do, Rach,” he said.

Rachel reached out. She tugged the soft cotton down and freed him. It sprang out, almost hitting her in the face. He was so… big. Before she’d come to Wilson, and before she’d hooked up with Leo, she never would’ve thought she needed that. He was only half-hard, but the sight filled her with an icicle of pure, undiluted lust.

Then Melly’s hands pushed her forward. There was a fraction of a second of resistance before she put together what was happening. Yes, please. She let her friend guide her toward Leo’s cock.

The moment the tip touched her lips, a shudder ran through her. She opened her mouth, letting him slide inside. Fuck, that taste. Her initial passivity vanished. A wave of hunger crashed over her and she opened her mouth wider. Her throat relaxed to accept him. A little growl came out of her as her eagerness took over. There was only the stretch of her lips, the weight on her tongue, the feel of Melly’s hands in her hair, and Leo’s grunt of approval from above. He touched her cheek.

“Good girl,” he said.

Rachel heard Melly let out a breath behind her.