Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 114551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 114551 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 573(@200wpm)___ 458(@250wpm)___ 382(@300wpm)
Sawyer grunts, the sound sending shivers trailing over my skin, then just when I think it couldn’t get any better, he presses his thumb to my clit and starts circling it, forcing a deep, breathy groan to rumble through my chest.
“Oh shit,” I pant, Dalton’s skilled fingers still teasing my nipples and sending wild bursts of electricity shooting through my veins, heading right down to my core.
“Come on, Pretty,” Easton says on his feet beside me, his delicious cock hovering right by my face. “Don’t lose control just yet. You’ve still got work to do.”
Damn right, I do.
I eagerly lick my lips as I meet his intense stare. “Then what are you waiting for?” I purr, a silent promise to blow his fucking mind. “Come and take it.”
His eyes become hooded, and he squeezes his cock firmly before stepping in even closer. Gathering my hair in one hand, he curls his fist around it, taking full control of my neck, and as his tip hits my lips, I quickly lap up the small bead of moisture, claiming it all.
“Open wide, baby girl,” he murmurs, and I do just that, eagerly taking him right to the back of my throat as my tongue gets to work. I grip the base of his cock as Dalton tightens his hold around me, keeping me balanced.
Sawyer rolls his hips, taking me at a new angle that has my eyes rolling in the back of my head. “Oh fuck,” I murmur around Easton’s thick cock, my pussy clenching, not knowing how much longer I can handle the intensity.
Dalton grunts, right on the edge as we start to grow sweaty, the wild pleasure like nothing I’ve ever known. I’ve never been so full or pushed so close to the edge. I don’t know if I can take it. Sawyer slams in and out of me, thrusting and rolling as his cock glistens with my arousal. His thumb relentlessly works my clit as Dalton continues to take my ass, picking up his pace as we all grow desperate for a release.
I squeeze Easton’s base firmly as I work my fist up and down his length, letting him push past my gag reflex to the back of my throat as his grip tightens in my hair.
It’s fucking glorious—like angels singing in the sky, and as I feel that familiar pulse starting to grow deep in my core, I know I only have moments left.
“Mmmm,” Sawyer grunts as my pussy tightens around him, glancing at Dalton over my shoulder. “You feel that? She’s close.”
“Of course she is,” Dalton praises, his words pushing me even closer to the edge. So fucking close I could fall at any second, but fuck. I don’t plan on just falling off this cliff, I plan on flying.
Easton groans, clenching his jaw as he starts to lose control, and as Sawyer rolls his fingers over my clit while Dalton pinches my nipples just that little bit harder, my orgasm comes shooting through me, reaching new fucking heights.
“FUCK,” I cry out, my world exploding as my ass and pussy clench, convulsing around the boys’ cocks, and they come right along with me, filling me with hot spurts of delicious cum. Then not willing to miss the party, Easton lets go, and with a loud groan, he spills his load right down my throat.
I eagerly suck him dry, tasting every last drop he has to offer as my walls furiously convulse around Sawyer’s cock, feeling as though I’m about to spontaneously combust. He keeps working my clit as he pulls out of me, watching the way his cum leaks from my spasming cunt.
“Fuck that’s hot, Doll,” he murmurs with a deep growl as my body finally begins to wind down.
Easton pulls free of my mouth, and I hold his stare as his thumb swipes across my bottom lip, his grip loosening in my hair. Dalton eases up on my nipples, cupping my breasts instead, his thumbs gently caressing their full curves.
“Fuck, Firefly,” he says as I collapse back against his wide chest, hoping like fuck I’m not hurting him. “That was intense, but goddamn, I wanna do it again, only this time, I want to take that sweet cunt.”
I groan, a smile pulling at my lips. “You’re more than welcome to go again, but I’m a walking cream pie, so as long as you can all find a way to take me in the shower at the same time, then I’m all yours.”
The boys look at each other, wicked grins stretching over their faces, and not a second later, Easton scoops me off Dalton and pulls me into his strong arms, more than ready to see this through right to the end.
Chapter 25
OAKLEY
Cara stands behind me, brushing through my long blonde curls as my gaze flicks toward the clock for the millionth time tonight, my heart so completely broken and devastated.