Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80902 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 405(@200wpm)___ 324(@250wpm)___ 270(@300wpm)
Phoenix slides an arm around my waist and pulls me close. You could see it as an affectionate gesture, something he's full of, but one might also see it as making sure I can't get away from what's starting to sound like a fun afternoon diversion.
Sledge laughs. “Yeah, but that bed? I don’t think so.”
I cross my arms over my chest. “Definitely not. I get that it wasn’t always hers, but there's no way anything naughty is happening in Mia's room. That's just a little too creepy for me.”
“So what I'm hearing,” says Phoenix, “is that the big bedroom is free game.”
“I mean… that's not exactly what I meant, but—”
“I'm definitely not hearing a no there.” Havoc's hand lands on my butt, not pushing me yet, but the way he's standing, the only way forwards is into my bedroom.
They're being pushy, but it's because they know I'm a pushover. The idea of a hot time with them isn't exactly something I'm trying to avoid. But if I make it too easy, the guys won't respect me in the—oh, who am I kidding?
“Are you sure we have time?”
Sledge takes my hand and backs into the room, pulling me with him. “We'll fucking make time.”
That's all it takes before clothes start flying. If we're going to send the house off with a bang, we're doing it proper.
I've barely got my T-shirt off when Havoc captures my face with both hands and plants a steamy kiss on my lips. Meanwhile, Phoenix is behind me, undoing my bra, and Sledge crouches so he can get at my zipper.
They've gotten pretty efficient at undressing me. Practice makes perfect.
Not that it takes long before they're all naked, either.
Sledge grabs all the discarded t-shirts and puts them on the floor in front of me, making it obvious what they're after. I sink to my knees while I look up at the three of them towering over me—both because they're tall, but also because they're fiercely hard. I reach up to wrap my hands around Havoc to the left and Phoenix on the right, and then I lean forward to take Sledge in my mouth. It's his house, after all.
I'm rewarded by three deep moans as I do my best to please all three of them at once. Sledge is slick on my tongue, salty droplets teasing my taste buds. I swirl my tongue around the pronounced ridge on the tip, and love how it makes him tense and twitch as the surges of pleasure race through him. I'm starting to get a good idea of exactly how each of them like it.
Meanwhile, Havoc and Phoenix pulse in my grip as I slide my hands up and down their lengths. My fingertips trace the thick veins that fill their cocks with blood, exploring the softness of the skin, and marveling at the hardness beneath.
Havoc weaves his fingers into my hair, then grips, pulling me off Sledge and towards him. We've played this game before. I switch my left hand to Sledge, and take Havoc between my lips instead. They're all a little different, their cocks as unique as the rest of them, all of them fit just right. I tickle his frenulum with my tongue, knowing he's extra sensitive right there, while I bob my head so that my lips stimulate the crown. He rewards me with rough moans and a tightening of his grip in my hair. I don't know if he's even aware that he's doing it, or if it's just a pleasure reflex. It makes me understand that he loves it.
Still, after Sledge and Havoc get their turns, it's only natural Phoenix wants his. Phoenix taps Havoc's hand to make him let go, which he does reluctantly. I shift my hands again, doing my best to make sure no one's neglected while I take Phoenix's thickness into my mouth. Him I take deeper, right up until he bumps into my throat. He buries his fingers in my hair too, but lets me set my own pace. But I know he loves it a little rough. He likes it when I let him gag me a little, so I take him as deep as I can. His excited groans are a reward in themselves.
“Fuck,” Phoenix hisses, and pulls me off him. “Jesus, you're getting to be way too fucking good at that. Up.”
He pulls me to my feet by my hair, gently, so I have time to get my feet under me, but it's obvious who's in charge.
Havoc gets behind me to cup my breasts, capturing them in his big hands. His equally big dick pushes into the small of my back. Meanwhile, Sledge pulls me into a kiss, his hand closing on my throat—not squeezing, but guiding me so he can kiss me easier. But even just his touch there is enough to get my endorphins rushing and adrenaline pumping. He pulls back, then guides my head left, right onto Phoenix's lips instead. Their kisses are different too. Where Sledge devours me, Phoenix's are more subtly demanding, if that makes sense. Between the two of them, they both kiss me until I'm weak in the knees.