Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58840 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 294(@200wpm)___ 235(@250wpm)___ 196(@300wpm)
Zane finally moves closer, too, taking my other breast in hand, feeling its weight and reacquainting himself with it before taking it in his mouth.
Two men are tasting me at the same time, using their tongues to spark sensations that flow through me like electrical currents. Suddenly, my sister’s love life makes a lot more sense. I didn’t realize what I’ve been missing.
Sweetening the deal, Zane’s hand slides over my hip and his fingers start to toy with my pussy.
When I spread my legs to accommodate his big hand, Jordan reaches over from my other side and joins in. They’re fighting for space between my legs, only they’re not actually fighting, they’re cooperating, and it’s a good thing I’m already sitting down, because you could knock me over with a feather right now.
Two mouths on my breasts, two hands stroking my pussy, and then a finger pushes inside. I can tell from his expression that it’s Zane who’s fingering me, and once he catches me looking, he holds eye contact while he strokes in and out, curling his finger, teasing my inner walls.
It’s already the hottest scene I’ve ever been involved in, so I’m not prepared when Zane glances at Jordan and says, “Go ahead. She’s so wet, she can take us both.”
My eyes widen in disbelief as Jordan starts to press a finger inside my pussy, too.
“Fuck yeah,” he says. “So fucking hot and wet.”
They’re stretching me so good. These men have big hands, and thick fingers, and those fingers are starting to hit a spot that makes me lose my breath.
“It’s gonna fucking kill me not to fuck you tonight,” Jordan says, sounding just that pained.
Then fuck me, I want to scream, but one of them is also playing with my clit, and it’s all I can do to hold myself together while pleasure starts to overtake me.
“Something to look forward to next time,” Jordan says, and a tiny inner voice that’s somehow inexplicably not losing its mind right now tells me that there won’t be a next time, but that little voice is quickly drowned out by the orgasm that comes crashing over me like a tsunami.
“Oh my god, oh yeah!” I’m loud this time; I can’t help it, and the men keep finger fucking me as I come on their skillful hands.
I’m coming off of one crest and amping up to another when I hear Colin’s voice, dumbfounded and aghast. “What the fuck?”
19
BRITTANY
My eyes fly open to find both Colin and Owen in what passes for the doorway in this not-very-private room of the suite. Did it not occur to me that they would overhear, or did I want them to?
“Britt couldn’t sleep,” Jordan says, sounding so fucking cocky that I want to smack the grin off his face.
“So you thought a few orgasms would help?” Colin says, arching a sexy brow.
Maybe I should try to cover myself — because did I really want all of them to see me? — but I’m too blissed out, too far gone to care.
“Best way to relax before bed,” Owen says.
“We’re not fucking her, though,” Zane says in his gruff voice. “She’s had too much to drink tonight.”
“We can have plenty of fun without crossing that line,” Colin says, approaching the bed.
We?
“May I, Boss Lady?” he asks, his focus going back and forth between my eyes and my pussy, where Zane and Jordan have frustratingly pulled away.
Colin’s wearing thin gray sweatpants, and the outline of his big cock is gloriously prominent. My mouth waters, and suddenly it occurs to me that I should do more than just lie here and be a recipient.
“Take off your pants,” I tell him. Colin’s been asking for it ever since I met him; time to see if it was more than just talk.
He appears almost startled at my command, and looks at Jordan and Zane to confirm that they’re still wearing theirs.
“So fucking bossy,” Jordan says with what I’d swear was admiration.
“Off,” I repeat, as Colin’s lips turn up in a grin.
Ever the showman, he makes sure I’m watching before he does his big reveal — and it is big, just like I knew it was. But now, I get more than just a quick look.
“Closer,” I tell him. Now, I get to wrap my hand around it. I get to hear him let out a breath when I give it a firm squeeze and then a gentle tug. “Closer.”
“So fucking bossy,” he echoes, though he sounds a bit tortured.
All four men watch as I lean forward and wrap my lips around Colin’s cock, and he’s not the only one who groans when I take the head of it into my mouth.
He’s so long that I have no hope of taking all of him. I wrap my palm around his base and pump him with my fist while sucking on as much of him as I can handle.