Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42685 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 213(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 142(@300wpm)
“I’m full,” April told me, suddenly breaking me out of my thoughts. She’d already eaten her baked potato and half of her steak. It was more than I thought she’d be able to eat considering she rarely ate much at one time. She had mini-meals throughout the day, usually. She turned her head so she could look up at me. “Can we shower yet?”
I chuckled and pressed a kiss to the top of her head before passing her off to Brewer, who’d been waiting to get his hands on her. She settled on his lap, and he wrapped an arm around her, dropping a kiss to the top of her head. “Soon,” he answered her for me. “Everyone has to finish eating first.”
“Everyone?” she asked in confusion as I passed her remaining steak to Tank, who normally polished off her plates for her. He took it with a nod of thanks. “Why everyone? It’s just a shower.”
I smirked at her and reclined back in my seat, spreading my legs. She licked her lips before focusing her eyes back on mine. Fuck, she was needy. “Because we’re joining you, doll.”
Her eyes widened. Excitement lingered in their depths. I flashed her a wicked grin. Brewer kissed her throat and ran his hands under her shirt. She shuddered, her eyes fluttering closed.
“You two,” Capone spoke up, pointing his fork at me and Brewer, “get her horny ass in the shower. We’ll join once we’re done.”
We sure as fuck didn’t have to be told twice. Brewer stood and swung our woman up into his arms, cradling her to his chest as he carried her down the hall to the last room, which we’d turned into a massive bathroom once all of us started fucking around with each other. We enjoyed taking showers together, but it was hard to fit all of us into a small tub or shower cubicle.
So, this entire room had been tiled from floor to ceiling with multiple drains and shower heads. There was also a sink and a toilet, but I didn’t think they’d ever been used. They were there just in case anyone happened to need it for whatever reason. But every room had its own bathroom attached.
I stripped out of my clothes in the hallway, while Brewer worked on stripping April until she was as naked as I was, her breasts hanging heavy, her nipples hardened into sweet, little points. Groaning, I stepped forward and took her from him so he could get undressed, too. Bending my head, I sucked one of those dusky nipples into my mouth and suckled. A low, keening sound ripped from her throat.
Water suddenly burst from all the shower heads, and then Brewer was behind her, his hands running over her body. She moaned when he dipped his fingers between her thick thighs, rubbing her clit. Her head tipped back against Brewer’s shoulders, revealing that long, slender throat I liked to cover in my marks.
Switching to her other nipple, I tweaked the one I just abandoned, and she twitched, her back arching. Panting gasps ripped from her lungs, and she rode Brewer’s fingers like a little whore.
Such a pretty one though. Our pretty whore.
“Fuck, you three make a stunning picture,” Rider rumbled as he came up beside me, sliding his hand along my back, tracing one of the cuts. I groaned, pain and tingles rushing up my back. I moved out of his way so he could take over and reached down to stroke my shaft, the shower head behind me beating down on my back, stinging the cuts, giving me the pain I craved. “That’s it, my girl,” Rider murmured in her ear. “Let Brewer feel you fall apart so I can get in,” Rider coaxed.
She shuddered, and with one more stroke, she came undone, crying out Brewer’s name. He leaned down and kissed her, and before she could even finish coming, Rider was on his knees, her thighs draped over his shoulders. Capone took over from Brewer and held her up while Rider feasted on her like she was his last meal.
There was something about these men worshipping her that got me all hot and bothered. It was almost as good as being inside of one of them.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she chanted over and over, her chest heaving. Her eyes rolled back in her head for a moment as Rider lapped at her clit before spearing his tongue inside her slit.
River came to stand beside me, and I pulled him in front of me. Gripping his cock in my hand, I began to stroke him, sliding my dick between his ass cheeks in tempo with my hand. His breath shuddered out of his lungs, his eyes fixated on our woman as she shattered under Rider’s tongue.
Capone spun her around to face the wall and spread her cheeks apart before spearing his tongue inside her ass. Her head fell forward, her hair blocking the view of her face, but from the erotic sounds she was making, I knew she loved it. Capone could eat ass like a fucking champion. He never failed to make me come untouched every time he ate me out.