Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 76881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 384(@200wpm)___ 308(@250wpm)___ 256(@300wpm)
I wouldn't even mind, just knowing that I was able to bring him over the edge so easily makes me feel sexy. I reach for him again, but he brushes my hand away.
Crank laughs. “That’s enough, greedy.”
“I think she needs a little attention,” Poe says.
He kneels next to the bed, and with a quick tug on my hips, he pulls my butt to the edge and throws my thighs over his shoulders. It's my turn to gasp as he slides his tongue firmly between my folds, exploring me, tasting me. Making me shiver for him as he teases the tip of my clit. God, that's so good. So, so good. And when he starts making his tongue dance over it, I throw my head back into the bed and just concentrate on breathing, and hanging on as he winds me up like a clock, tighter and tighter.
“I've been waiting to try this,” Savage says as he straddles my chest, with a small bottle of lube in his hand.
I watch, curious as he squirts the cool, slippery liquid into the valley between my breasts. Then he puts his thick cock there and squeezes them around his shaft. With the lube in the middle, he can slide in and out, making squishing noises as he fucks the deep valley he created. With every stroke, the head pops out. I tuck my chin, and the next time it happens, I swipe my tongue over his tip. He shudders, so I do it again on the next pass.
“Fuck, that feels even better than I imagined, so fucking soft and slippery… Your body's built for sin.”
Crank moves up the bed and grabs a pillow. “Savage, lift her a sec.”
What's going on?
Savage does so, and Crank slides the firm pillow all the way under my shoulder blades. And when Savage eases me back down, it leaves my head hanging backwards. What I see there, upside down, is Crank, naked and glorious, right before he presses his cock back against my lips. I let him in.
Poe runs his tongue through me in wide, forceful swipes that paint trails of fire in his wake. Savage plays with my nipples, rubbing and tugging them as his cock thrusts between my breasts. And Crank, now that he has me upside down and helpless, slides deep into my mouth, fucking it with slow, confident strokes. And here I am in the middle of a pile of naked flesh, feeling almost outside myself as they surround and use me, taking pleasure in every inch of my body. If heaven is sex with one good lover, then I have no idea where this is, but I could float here for hours, lost to anything but feeling.
Savage’s fingers slide gently over my sensitive breasts. Poe's hands clutch my thighs tightly while he devours my pussy, and Crank fills my mouth as he runs his fingers through my hair, encouraging me with low moans every time I flutter my tongue against the underside of his shaft. The build-up is slow and lazy, but inevitable.
“Fuck, I can't wait,” Poe groans, and suddenly what's nudging against my folds is definitely bigger and harder than his tongue. I moan around Crank as Poe pushes into me, filling me with his big cock. I dig my fingernails into Savage’s thighs and hold on for dear life when Poe rubs his thumb slowly and steadily around my clit while he fucks me.
It's all over before I even knew it began.
If Savage wasn't straddling me, I'd launch straight to the ceiling. As is, I hold on for my life while my orgasm floods through me like a river after the dam brakes. A throaty groan from deep inside my chest escapes me, vibrating around Crank’s cock before he pulls away to give me space. Savage hisses as my fingernails dig into his legs, but I can't unclench my claws right now, not until this storm recedes. And with Poe fucking me through it, it might take a good long time.
Do I pass out? Maybe for a moment.
I've never come so hard. And Poe is still thrusting, but his strokes are slow now, languid, maintaining a holding pattern while I recover. Crank sits next to me, sliding his fist up and down his length, from the root to the tip, over and over, while he watches me. He smirks. “You looked like you needed to breathe.” He's not wrong. And Savage is on the other side, keeping himself ready, because we're nowhere near done yet.
“Rotate,” Savage declares, and Poe pulls out, leaving me feeling empty. He grins, and I already miss him. Then Savage rolls over on his back and holds his steel hard cock so it points straight up. “Get on,” he orders.
“I can tell you're the officer. So bossy,” I tease him, but I crawl over anyway, getting on top of him and putting myself right at his tip, rotating my hips until he’s trapped between my folds, but not inside. It’s so sensitive that I bite my lip to keep from moaning.