April (Calendar Girl #4) by Audrey Carlan Read Free Book Online

Rachel’s hand, I pulled her into Mason’s room thinking he’d probably gone to bed. What a better way to surprise him than with a hot, supple woman he had a thing for! Of course, this is not what happened. Eventually, I found the light switch and flicked it on.
    Mason was lying on the bed, only he wasn’t alone. And when I say not alone, he wasn’t just with a woman; there were two of the scantily dressed groupies there with him. I watched in shock, horrified and turned way the fuck on, while I watched Mason getting his cock sucked by a brunette who I, in my drink filled brain, thought had some seriously great dick-sucking technique. She was able to easily take him right down her throat and that was a skill. Then of course, there was a curvy blonde who was facing the back wall, her legs caging Mason’s head, her pert ass glistening as she gyrated her hips. Mason’s tongue was visibly pushing in and out of her pussy. He was eating her like a pro, gorging on her flesh as she rocked into him like she was riding a stallion. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. So while I wanted to sit back and watch the show, maybe rub one out for good measure, I finally heard a sob through the symphony of moans.
    Tears sluiced down Rachel’s face and a delicate hand came up to her mouth. Just as I was going to get her out of there, we both heard the blonde scream out. “I’m coming!” I looked back and watched as Mason hands gripped her ass and he growled into her cunt while she screamed. Then his hips skyrocketed up into the air and the brunette shoved a hand to her pussy and rubbed then started bucking over his cock. His release shot into her mouth and dribbled out the sides as she came along with him. Fuck. I’d never seen anything so blatantly hot in my life. When I turned to Rachel, she was gone. The door was open about a foot where she must have slipped out. I was too drunk to chase after her and console her.
    “Shit,” I blew out a breath of air.
    “Who the fuck are you?” The brunette sat up and wiped the cum off her lip with the back of her hand.
    I crossed my arms over my chest. Mason shoved the blonde off his face and looked up at me. “Mia, sweetness. This here is uh...” he looked left and then looked right. “Tasty Pussy, and Super Sucker,” he laughed and the girls smiled.
    “Seriously! And I fucking brought you a present.” I snarled , put a hand to my hip and stomped my foot.
    His glazed eyes and red cheeks proved not only was he happily sated but drunk and possibly high. Both were bad for his image. Thank God we were in our private suite or he’d risk losing his new sponsor and prospective sponsor. “Please tell me it’s hiding under those clothes. I’ll shoo these fucking bitches off quick to get a taste of your sweet cunt.”
    I sucked in a breath. “YOU DOUCHE! Stop thinking with your fucking dick!”
    At that moment, said dick was hard and ready for round two. I gave it a gander. It was a really nice looking cock, too. Long, thick, hard. Brunette wrapped a hand around it and rubbed it up and down. He groaned but kept his eyes on me. “Sure you don’t want some! I’m offering?”
    I shook my head. “I brought Rachel in here. She was going to tell you that she liked you, liked you! Then she saw you fucking these sluts and ran off.”
    That did it. He flung brunette hobag off and then pushed off the bed removing himself from hobag two. “Rachel was here,” he pointed to the floor. “In here?” I nodded. “She saw me fucking these bitches?” Pushing my lips together in a grim line, I looked at him like the stupid idiot he was. “Fuck me!”
    “Okay baby, we will. Just come back. It’s my turn to suck on you,” said blonde hobag.
    He scowled and then sat on the bed. “Get out of my room,” he growled. Brunette hobag did not get the hint. She put her arms around him and rubbed her fake tits into his back.
    “Come on baby, we’ll make you feel better, just like