Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 88064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 440(@200wpm)___ 352(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Then, before I can fully get my breath back, the rustle of foil, the tear of a pack, and the slick sounds of a cock being sheathed fills the air. At least, I think it's one, but maybe it's more.
Through barely opened eyes, I see Jared and Joshua naked and ready. Joshua lies on the bed next to me and pulls my limp body across his. "Don't worry," he says, stroking back my unruly hair. "We're going to handle this."
I moan loudly as he presses against my hips, spearing my swollen pussy with the iron bar of his cock. I moan even louder as Jared presses against the back of my neck, forcing me to bend over his brother, because I know what's coming next and how amazing it will feel. I know how undone I will be when he forces his cock inside me alongside his brother’s, stretching my pussy wide, opening me like a flower in full bloom.
When Jared moves, I groan, and beneath me, Joshua grits his teeth, fighting for control in a situation that feels wild and unbound. Cooper is there, tipping up my chin, bringing his cock back to my lips, filling me to the point of impossibility. Fingers play with my nipples, gripping my breasts as they shake with each thrust. Someone kisses me in the middle of my spine, and it's so gentle, so unbelievably tender, that I cry out.
"That's it," Lachlan says. "Give it to her." The slick sound of him palming his own cock, jerking off to the sight of me being fucked by his friends, is so hot. I'm sure the others who aren't inside me must be doing the same.
I want to wriggle, but I can't. Jared has me fixed in place, using his big hands to hold me firmly against his brother's body.
In my mouth, Cooper's cock seems to swell impossibly large and then, with a groan, he's coating my tongue with his cum, holding me by the hair at the back of my neck to prevent me from stimulating him anymore. I swallow, staring up at the majestic ripples of his body as he experiences the greatest physical high. He flops back onto his heels, cupping his dick in his palm, staring at me as though I just revealed the answer to the universe's greatest question.
On the nightstand, my phone vibrates again, and panic wells inside me. I gaze up at Lachlan, pleading with him to take Cooper's place because when I'm giving these men pleasure, my mind is clear and my heart is full. There's nothing in the world that can break through their shielding presence.
He seems to understand, just from the look in my eyes and moves closer, coating my bottom lip with the slickness on the head of his cock. "You want more?" he asks. "You’re a hungry wee lass."
Jared, watching everything, speeds his thrusts, crushing my clit against his brother's body and with a surge of heat, slick with sweat and filled with a desperation I don't fully understand, I come again, just as Jared and Joshua let go too.
Inside me, two cocks pulse, and I wish there were no condoms between us so I could drip their arousal. Lachlan holds me firmly in place, using my mouth to chase the oblivion his friends are currently groaning through.
"You see how good you make us feel," Joshua murmurs, stroking over my back. Jared withdraws from inside me, just as Lachlan grunts his release. He doesn't come in my mouth, though. Instead, he pulls out and coats my arm and shoulder with ribbon upon ribbon.
"You see how amazing you are?" Thomas says, sounding so proud of me, tears singe the back of my throat.
"She does," Logan says, soothingly. His fingers tuck my hair behind my ear, and he gazes down at me, softly. "She knows."
Even though they must all be impatient for their turns, I’m left to relax, with soft strokes to my body and even softer kisses pressed over my skin. Jared and Joshua move away, leaving room for Thomas and Logan to take their places.
"Do you want us to use condoms?" Logan asks, the memory of our night together as fresh as if it happened just an hour ago.
"You don’t have to," I whisper.
"Fuck," Thomas mutters, as he pushes his thick cock into my curved fingers, gripping around my hand to show me the pressure he prefers.
Logan, who’s lying in front of me, touches my cheek. "Tell me what you want," he urges.
"I don’t want to think," I reply, the admission making my throat burn. All decisions weigh on me, even the little ones.
"Hold her hands," Logan instructs Bryce. "Hold her legs." This time, it’s Bradley and Cooper who take instruction. Suddenly, I’m pinned beneath Logan, unable to move. He kisses my jawline, slowly tracing my face with his fingers and lips. "We’ve got you," he says softly. "You don’t need to worry about anything."