Read Novel Full Chapter 654: Suzy’s Gaze: That Cock Is Mine
Chapter 654: Suzy’s Gaze: That Cock Is Mine
"I could arrange that, you know." Freya’s voice was a slow, sinful purr, her thumb pressing harder against the head of my cock through the fabric, her nails scraping lightly over the sensitive skin. "One night. Just you... and the girls~..." Her breath was hot against my ear, her lips brushing the shell as she spoke, her words sending a jolt of heat straight to my groin.
"I’d watch you fuck them, Jack." Her grip tightened, her fingers stroking me with maddening precision, her touch both teasing and possessive.
"I’d watch you fill them up, one after the other, until they’re both swollen with your cum..." Her voice dropped to a dark, honeyed whisper, her lips trailing along my jaw. "Until one of them is carrying your child."
My cock jerked violently in her hand, my vision swimming as the image seared into my mind—Nancy’s legs wrapped around my waist, Suzy’s fingers digging into my shoulders as I buried myself inside them, their moans filling the air.
Freya’s laugh was a dark, triumphant sound, her fingers continuing their slow, torturous rhythm. "Oh, Jack~..." she murmured, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
"You’re so close, aren’t you?" Her grip tightened, her thumb pressing against the wet fabric of my pants, her nails digging in just enough to make me gasp.
Freya’s lips curled into a wicked smirk as she pulled back slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You know, I’ve already told them..." she said, her voice a playful taunt, her fingers still tracing lazy circles over my shaft through the fabric.
"I told them I found a man." Her touch was feather-light, her nails scraping just enough to send shivers down my spine, her breath hot against my neck.
"A man who could give them what they’ve been craving." Her voice dropped to a husky whisper, her lips brushing my ear as she leaned in closer. "I asked them to come see you, Jack. To see if you’re fit to be the father of their child."
Her words sent a jolt of heat straight to my groin, my cock twitching in her grip. "And from their expressions~..." she murmured, her thumb circling the head of my cock through my pants, her touch both teasing and possessive, "I could tell they liked you. Very much." Her hand squeezed, her nails digging in just enough to make me gasp.
"But they didn’t expect you to be my sister’s boyfriend." Her laugh was low and wicked, her fingers stroking me with deliberate slowness, her voice dripping with amusement.
"I guess it’ll be fun to see what they do now, won’t it?" Her lips brushed my ear, her breath hot and heavy. "Will they forget about it..." Her thumb pressed harder, her nails scraping lightly over the fabric, "or will they decide they want you anyway?"
With a final, teasing flick of her fingers against my cock, Freya pulled away, her smirk deepening as she picked up a tray with two glasses of water. "Fuck..." I thought, my mind racing. Freya was too much—too bold, too teasing, too dangerous. And now she’d called these neighbors over, knowing full well what she was setting in motion.
I followed Freya out of the kitchen, my cock still throbbing, the wet spot of pre-cum seeping through my pants. The moment I stepped into the living room, I noticed Nancy and Suzy sitting on the couch, their eyes flicking toward my crotch. Their cheeks flushed pink, their gazes lingering just a second too long before they quickly looked away, biting their lips.
Freya turned to me, her expression innocent—too innocent. "Oh, Jack~..." she said, her voice laced with faux concern. "I’m so sorry. I spilled some water on your pants." She gestured toward the damp spot, her smirk betraying her. "Why don’t you go and change?"
Emily glanced up at my wet pants, her eyebrows furrowing. "Sister, Jack hasn’t brought any of his clothes... so..."
Freya’s smirk only deepened, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she turned to me. "If Jack wants~..." she purred, her voice dripping with suggestion, "he can wear my loose pajamas. They might fit him." Her fingers trailed along the back of the couch, her gaze flicking between me and the two flushed women. "I bought them after my pregnancy... to be loose."
I shifted uncomfortably, my hand instinctively pressing against my crotch to hide the bulging outline of my cock. "No... don’t worry, sister Freya," I said quickly, my voice strained. "I’m fine. The pants aren’t too wet—they’ll dry in just a few minutes."
Freya’s eyes sparkled with amusement, but she nodded, turning her attention to Nancy and Suzy. She raised an eyebrow, her silent question hanging in the air: "Well?"
I used my telepathy to hear their thoughts as I sat down beside them, the tension in the room thick enough to cut with a knife.
Nancy’s thoughts were shy, hesitant: [He’s so handsome... Our child would be perfect...] Her fingers twisted in her lap, her cheeks burning. [But he’s Emily’s boyfriend... It’s not right to ask him to make me pregnant.] Her gaze flicked to me, then away, her heart racing. [But if he had a choice... would he choose me or Suzy to make pregnant?] The uncertainty in her mind was almost painful, her desire warring with her guilt.
Suzy, on the other hand, was bolder. Her eyes locked onto me, her thoughts unapologetic: [Hm... I saw that glimpse of his cock... So big.] Her breath hitched, her fingers curling into the couch. [I must get pregnant with his child. I don’t care about anything else. I’m sure I won’t find anyone better than him... Our child would be beautiful.]Her pulse quickened, her excitement building.[Why do I feel so... excited?]
Freya’s smirk never wavered. She could sense the tension—maybe not their thoughts, but the way Nancy’s breath hitched, the way Suzy’s eyes darkened as she stared at me. The air crackled with unspoken desire, and Freya was loving every second of it, her gaze flicking between us like she was savoring a secret only she could see.
Suzy turned to Emily, her voice soft but curious, breaking the charged silence. "Emily, tell us how you met Jack. What’s your love story?"
Emily’s eyes darted to me, her cheeks flushing slightly as she recalled the memory. "We met in a mall..." she began, a small smile playing on her lips. "And he dropped his coffee on me."
Nancy let out a dreamy sigh, her fingers pressing lightly against her chest. "So romantic... Then what?"