Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63854 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63854 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 319(@200wpm)___ 255(@250wpm)___ 213(@300wpm)
“Damn, girl, you look so sexy,” Noah says as he watches me suck his cock. From the way he’s growing bigger in my mouth, I can already tell he’s about to finish.
Noah pulls out of my mouth and moves his fist up and down his shaft. “Open your mouth and stick your tongue out,” he says impatiently.
As soon as I do as he says, he shoots ropes of hot cum across my face.
“Fuck, you look so hot,” Noah says.
“He’s right. You look well used,” Mason says. He grabs me by the neck and says, “You tighten up nicely when I do this. Do you like it?”
I nod.
“Jesus, you’re fucking perfect.” With that, Mason starts fucking me with abandon. He thrusts faster and deeper, and he doesn’t stop until, with a loud groan, he comes, impaling me on his cock as his hands hold me in place until he’s spent.
My mind is a haze as I collapse on top of Mason’s hot, sweaty body.
Wow, so that’s what it feels like to have sex with five men.
. . .
Wait a minute.
That was four.
Where’s Liam?
Liam
I watch as the five of them lie around on the bed—all four of my brothers and Ava. It doesn’t look comfortable or anywhere close to spacious enough, but all of them have big smiles on their faces.
Ava looks around, and I wonder if she’s trying to find me. When her beautiful green eyes land on me, an adorable little smile spreads across her cheeks.
I hold out the warm towel I’ve prepared for her.
“Thank you,” she says.
“Hey, where’s mine?” Mason asks, grinning.
“Get it yourself.”
Ava gazes at me, her eyes asking me an unspoken question. She can’t bring herself to say the words, but I know she’s curious why I didn’t join them, and she probably wants to know if I want her right now.
There’s even a chance she’s going to start thinking I’m not into her at all.
Which is why, even though she seems exhausted, I can’t let her drift off to sleep yet.
“Ava, do you want to come outside so we can talk, just the two of us?” I ask.
Her eyes fill with apprehension, but to my relief, she nods.
“Is something wrong, Liam?” Ava asks, her soft voice laden with worry as she joins me on the couch in the living room.
“Not at all. I just feel like you deserve an explanation and it should come from me.”
“Okay . . .” Ava says cautiously.
“I’m sorry about last night. We shouldn’t have left you like that. It was my fault.”
It’s taken me all day to come up with these three sentences. I don’t know why it’s so hard. I’m a lawyer, for fuck’s sake. I’m good at turning a lengthy document into a lengthier one.
But now that I’ve said them out loud, those words don’t sound as reassuring as I hoped they would.
“It was mine,” Ava says in a soft voice. “I’ve been so embarrassed all day. I acted so entitled. You guys didn’t have to do anything, and I was wrong for throwing a tantrum like that. I should’ve—”
“No, it was weird, what we did,” I say, cutting her off. I can’t listen to her blaming herself anymore. I’ll just lay everything on the table. “I’m sure it was confusing from your perspective. It must’ve seemed like we were giving you mixed signals.”
Ava falls silent. She seems to consider my words and agree with me, at least to some extent.
“It wasn’t that we were giving you mixed signals. It was just that . . .” I take a deep breath. “I’ve been trying to come up with a way to explain this all day, and I still don’t think I’ve nailed it. But basically, this situation we find ourselves in, it’s strange, right? I mean, five men?”
“Yeah.”
“I have a confession to make. I was the one who wanted to take things slow. All those other guys, man, they’ve been going full speed ahead from the get-go.”
A small smile plays on Ava’s lips. Her eyes light up with affection as her hand takes mine and gives me a reassuring squeeze.
“It’s always been my role to keep an eye on my brothers. I’m supposed to be the sensible one,” I say, remembering all those times when we were little, and I had to rescue my brothers from strangers, spiders, clowns, painful blocks of Legos on the floor, and a random assortment of other things.
Ava nods.
“So when all of us fall for one girl, and things start to get intense, I can’t help but get these paranoid thoughts in my head. ‘Does she really like all of us? Is that even possible? She doesn’t just see us as a check mark on her bucket list, does she?’”
I feel like punching myself in the face as soon as the words come out. “Sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. I don’t really think you’re that kind of girl—not that there’s anything wrong with that kind of girl.