Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 54196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
I blush, and this time, both he and Griffin both groan lowly.
“Fuck, baby girl,” Griffin growls from his chair.
“So, he your favorite?” Carson mutters lowly.
I blush even deeper as I roll my eyes
“No,” I whisper.
He grins—this devilish, hungry smile that tells me he’s toying with me. And God am I okay with it.
“So, what’d he do to get a taste of that sweet little pussy?” Carson purrs.
I whimper at his filthy words, but my eyes lock with Carson’s over the microphone between us.
“Maybe he was just bold enough to take it.”
The words just come out, and I feel a tremble of power and heat blaze through me at my own forwardness. Carson’s face hardens, lust blazing through his eyes, and the room going pin-drop silent. His gaze locks with mine, and without another second’s hesitation, he moves right into me. His hand comes up to cup my jaw, and suddenly, he’s kissing me deep and slow, right there in front of his friends.
I moan into his lips at the hunger and power in that kiss, and when his hand drops to the front of my jeans and deftly pops the button, I whimper into his mouth. His lips pull away, and a he slides around behind me, his hands linger on the open waist of my jeans. Griffin and Anders are staring at me with raw fire in their eyes, watching as Carson moves behind me and slowly begins to peel my jeans open.
“Hold the mic stand,” he growls lowly into my ear, and I whimper as I nod and do just that. His hands tug at my jeans, peeling them down over my hips and then over my ass. He slides them down to my knees, and when his hands slip into the lacy wait of my black thong, I gasp as my eyes burn right into Griffin’s and Anders’s.
Carson slowly and boldly peels my panties down, and as he strips me in front of the other two, my pulse pounds faster and faster, my skin tingling. I whimper as I feel my panties peel away from my slick pussy, and when both of the other guys’ eyes drop to burn into me there, I tremble and gasp. Carson pulls them down to my knees as well, and his hands skim back up the outside of my thighs until they rest on my hips. His grip tightens, and when he leans in to let his lips brush my ear, I shiver.
“Bend over,” he growls, his voice just rough enough to send a bolt of lust through me.
“Bend over, grip the mic stand, and arch your back.”
I moan at the commanding tone in his voice, trembling as I do as I’m told. And when I feel him drop down to his knees behind me, my breath catches. My eyes lock first with Anders, and then Griffin, and when Carson’s tongue suddenly drags up my pussy lips, I cry out as my hands tighten on the mic stand. Carson groans behind me, his hands gripping my ass and spreading me lewdly open as he pushes his tongue deep inside of me.
Moans of pleasure tumble from my lips, and I gasp as he swirls his tongue around my clit. My eyes, hooded with lust, dance between Anders and Griffin, and when I realize they’re both stroking themselves through their jeans, my body only blazes even hotter.
“Will you…” I blush, biting my lip and then crying out as Carson sucks my clit between his lips.
“You want us to take them out, baby girl?” Anders purrs deeply. I whimper, nodding, and without another word, he and Griffin both growl and go for their belts. They tug their zippers down and both reach in, and when they each pull out their thick, big cocks, a bolt of pure lust sizzles through me. Anders is huge, and when his fist wraps around his naked cock, he’s barely covering half of it in one hand. The rest juts out from his fist, swollen and pulsing, and as he strokes, a big drop of creamy-white precum beads at the tip to trickle down his shaft.
But, as my eyes wander over to Griffin, my breath catches. Anders’s cock is huge, but Griffin… holy shit.
Griffin’s cock is absolutely enormous. My jaw drops, my eyes going wide as Carson’s wicked tongue drags another moan from my lips. Griffin’s cock has to be a freaking foot long. Okay, maybe not that long, but holy what the fuck. It looks like he’s as thick my wrist, and his thick, swollen crown is the size of an egg. I groan as I watch him stroke it, precum dripping down his shaft as he growls and watches as Carson licks my pussy from behind.
This is wild, and utterly insane. It’s like something out a dirty dream, like what’s happening isn’t real. But it is, and I never want it to end.