Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
She attempts to turn around, but I grab her nipples and squeeze while fucking her tight little pussy.
“Don’t even think about it,” I groan.
“You’d better hold up your end of the deal,” she says, panting. “Or I’m leaving you with blue balls.”
“Oh, don’t worry, little slut, I’ll fuck up the entire world for a pussy like this.”
Moans slip out of her mouth as one of my hands slips back down her belly, and I start flicking her clit while thrusting into her. People all around us are either too busy dancing or fucking around just like us to even remotely care. And I don’t mind. I have enough of an audience just from the person staring at us from behind a tree. I lick my lips as she bounces up and down on my cock while my eyes connect with the person.
Because nothing in this world is a bigger thrill than being caught in the act.
And fuck me, I could explode right there and then.
But I want her to come for me first. I want to feel her contract around my length, be the one to make her get to that point. She came to me and me alone, which means she knows she can get something from me that Felix won’t give her.
“Fuck,” she groans.
“You like that, don’t you? Getting fucked in front of all these people,” I whisper.
“No one is watching,” she murmurs, gazing around. “They’re too busy dancing and kissing.”
“Look over there,” I say, and I briefly point at the trees before resuming to toy with her sensitive bits.
When she gasps, I know she’s seen it.
The person watching us.
“Oh God, we gotta stop,” she mutters.
“No,” I reply, holding her down. “You’re going to come for me. And I’m going to fucking fill you up while they look.”
I roll my fingers over her little swollen clit until I can feel her contract around my shaft, and then I ram it in deep. She moans, her nipples growing taut from the orgasm. I can feel the butt plug’s edges against my length, the tightness of it all pushing me over the edge.
And I moan into her ear as my seed jets into her.
But fuck, once wasn’t enough. I need more. So much fucking more.
No wonder Felix wanted her so badly.
“Fuck, I can’t believe I just did that,” she mutters.
“I’m not finished yet,” I groan, and I beckon the person behind the tree to step forward. “Come and join us … Ali.”
Penelope
My whole body feels as cold as ice, even in this warm water. Because I just fucking came all over Dylan’s length. I couldn’t stop it. I didn’t even want to.
But I didn’t know Alistair watched us this whole time.
He steps out from behind the tree, rubbing his bulge, pre-cum staining his pants.
Oh God.
My cheeks heat in a flash as I can feel Dylan pull out of me and the cum that was inside me mixes with the water, floating to the top.
Alistair’s eyes fixate on mine as he stops in front of the hot spring. Gawking at me, he bites his lip.
I take in a hampered breath.
He takes off his shirt, revealing his pierced nipples, continuing until nothing is left to the imagination. Underneath is pure, lean muscles, leaner than Dylan and Felix, but more pronounced as though he’s only trained them for one purpose: A hunt.
Still wearing his pants, Ali steps into the water. The music goes darker, deeper, louder, a slowed techno mix song I don’t know, but the sound only adds to the sexiness. Especially when Alistair approaches us, his eyes flicking back and forth between Dylan and me.
He licks his lips, gawking up and down my body.
“You want her, don’t you?” Dylan asks, and he presses a kiss onto my cheek, only to gaze at Alistair. “Then take her.”
He grabs the bottle of champagne and pours the contents all over my face and chest.
I gasp as Alistair grabs my breast and covers my nipple with his mouth, sucking up the champagne straight off my body.
Holy fucking shit, this is hot.
Ali’s tongue dips out to lap up all the champagne while Dylan starts to rub my clit with his tip, and fuck me, it’s making me want him inside me again.
How do these boys do this? How do they make me want something I shouldn’t?
It should be illegal.
Dylan’s lips are on the back of my neck while Alistair sucks the champagne off my chin, then moves to my mouth. His kisses are like dipping your tongue into liquid chocolate. Succulent. Irresistible.
And I can’t help but part my lips and let him claim my mouth with his tongue while Dylan’s hands slide between my legs, picking up the pace. Fuck, are we going to do this again? In front of all these people?
“Fuck,” I groan as Alistair takes his lips off mine.