Holidays with the Walker Brothers (Alluring Indulgence #4)(66)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Tilting the bottle of vodka to his lips, Sawyer stared down at her, watching the way she shyly glanced over at Greyson’s woman, seemingly admiring what she was doing.

“Go ahead, honey, join her,” Sawyer suggested, enjoying the effects of the alcohol he’d been consuming for the last few hours. His tongue was blessedly numb, his muscles no longer tense, and his head felt incredibly light on his shoulders. Glancing down at the bottle in his hands, he figured he had at least three more swigs before he’d be feeling absolutely no pain for the rest of the night.

“What about you?” Andrea asked, smiling up at him, her long, fake fingernails trailing up his legs, over his crotch and on to his belt buckle.

Awww, he liked a chick who wanted to put him first.

“What about me?” he asked, leaning back in the chair casually, as though he didn’t have a care in the world. Really, if he thought about it, he didn’t… have a care in the world that is.

Not tonight anyway. And maybe not tomorrow. Or…

What the hell was he…? Oh, right.

This was the only place he wanted to be. Right here in his club, a hot chick ready to blow his mind with her mouth while her friend sucked Greyson off like she was devouring an ice cream cone and couldn’t wait to be finished.

As Andrea managed to free his semi-hard cock from his jeans, Sawyer watched her, doing his damnedest to pretend she wasn’t someone else. It didn’t hurt that Andrea looked nothing like the woman who’d been on his mind for months. A good thing actually because the last woman he wanted to think about tonight was Kennedy.

Although, just the mere thought of her had his dick coming to life much faster than the blonde on her knees was.

“Mmmm,” Andrea moaned when his cock was free, her long fingers wrapped around him.

“Here, while you’re at it,” Sawyer dug a condom out of his pocket and handed it over to her. It took him two tries to get the foil packet into her hands, but he finally managed, laughing as he did. He knew he had a stupid grin on his face, but the alcohol was doing its job.

She seemed confused, but he didn’t give a fuck. As much as he wanted to trust this chick, even with his brain swimming in alcohol, he didn’t. And honestly, he didn’t consider that a bad thing.

“What?” he asked defensively when she stared up at him. “It’s flavored. Try it, you’ll like it.”

In his world, protection was critical. And he didn’t take any risks. Ever.

“What’re you waitin’ for?” he asked, his words slurring due to the alcohol.

Yep, almost there.

“Show her how it’s done,” Greyson told the brunette between his thighs.

Sawyer watched as the brunette eased over in front of him, her short, stubby fingers wrapping around him tightly.

“Easy, darlin’. No need to choke him to death,” Sawyer told her, grabbing her hand and releasing some of the pressure on his cock.

The brunette took the condom and slid it over his dick while she stared between his legs intently. Once he was sheathed, she wasted no time at all taking him deep into her mouth, her tongue roaming hurriedly back and forth.

“Slow down. Ain’t no race,” he mumbled, glancing over at Greyson who was stroking his own cock slowly, watching the brunette.

“Help her out,” Greyson instructed the blonde and a second later, Sawyer was in heaven, the warmth of two mouths laving his dick, their tongues working in tandem, briefly intertwining with one another as they went.

This was the life, he thought to himself as he downed another gulp from the bottle. No worries whatsoever. And what did he fucking care if this was meaningless, cheap sex with two women he wouldn’t see again?

“Awww, yes,” he groaned. “Just like that.”

He wanted them to hurry, to bring him to the pinnacle and send him over and maybe he’d find enough desire to get it up again and start all over. And if he didn’t, he didn’t really give a shit.

“Hold up, ladies,” Greyson interrupted. “Don’t get him too worked up. Once he’s done, he’s done.”

“Fuck you,” Sawyer said with a grin. “You make them stop, and you can take their place.”

“Fuck you, man. Not in this lifetime,” Greyson said with a strangled laugh. “I ain’t into all that, but if they’d like to get a little sixty-nine going with each other, I’m all for watching.”

To Sawyer’s delight, the brunette pulled away from his cock and kissed the blonde with so much enthusiasm, the two of them actually fell over on the floor. Well, maybe that was more from the shots they’d been downing since they arrived an hour ago than from excitement.