Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
When I’m fully inside her, she tightens her legs around my middle. I stroke my hands up the smooth skin of her back, supporting her, and then I start to rock us back and forth, my cock pressing in and out with the movement of our bodies, her pussy grinding against me with each backward incline.
“Oh wow, this feels so good. You feel so good,” she says, her hands squeezing my shoulders and sliding over my delts.
It’s a playful position, and one I’ve never done before, but it seemed right for her. Being able to watch her face with every thrust is a huge advantage.
It’s cliche to say, but I could get lost in her big brown eyes. They’re always so full of kindness and curiosity. Right now, they’re nearly black with lust.
“Your cock feels like it’s filling me up to here.” She gestures around her midsection, and I chuckle.
I wonder if she has any idea how much more the four of us are going to want from her. I’m aware that we’re foreign to her, and maybe she just wanted a walk on the wild side with some gritty-looking older men, but I can tell by the way she’s reacting that she’s never experienced a night like this before. She’s going to want more, too.
Bowing my head, I suck one of her nipples between my lips, first flicking my tongue over it, then scraping my teeth over the rigid peak. Her breath hitches, I repeat my actions on her other breast, and then she’s grabbing handfuls of my flesh and crying out my name as she starts to come.
I tug her closer and cup her ass in my palms, spreading her wider as her pussy throbs around me, pulling me deeper, milking my cock.
I’d intended to go much longer, but I’m suddenly lost in her, and there’s no holding back. With a roar, I explode, wishing I didn’t have a condom on, wishing I was filling her with my seed until she was so full it was running down her thighs.
The two of us rock together, wringing every bit of pleasure from our orgasms, our bodies like one, a yin and yang, perfectly paired.
16
ROSE
I’m nestled against Hutch’s chest, watching it steadily rise and fall with his breathing as I stroke my finger over the incredibly detailed eagle that covers the upper part of his arm. I was impressed by the tattoo of their shop logo when I first saw it, but it pales in comparison to the other designs I’ve discovered on the men’s bodies tonight.
They seem equally impressed with my “virgin” skin. Right now, Hutch’s fingers are swirling soothing circles on my arm, and it’s working on me like a drug. My eyes are getting heavy, and I’m starting to drift off, when suddenly, I come fully awake with a start.
“I have to get home!”
I sit upright, but Hutch’s hand on my shoulder pulls me back to him. “It’s okay. You can stay the night.”
I shake my head. “No, I can’t. My brother will be expecting me.”
From the chair across the room, Mace chuckles. “Do you have a curfew?” He says it like a joke, but I feel the need to defend myself.
“No, I don’t have a curfew, but getting in too late will trigger all kinds of questions that I don’t want to have to answer.”
“You should be able to do what you want without an inquisition,” Mace says.
“Does your brother know you’re here with us?” Hutch asks as I lean over to scan the floor to figure out what became of my clothes.
“No.” I twist a bit of the bed sheet in my hands. “I told him I was out with friends.”
He’s quiet for several long seconds, and when I glance up at him, I can see that he’s processing this information. Finally, he asks, “Does a friend know you’re here?”
I shake my head.
“You should always let someone know who you’re going out with,” he says, sounding stern. “What if we tied you up in our basement and made you our captive sex slave?”
A nervous laugh bursts out of me. “After what just happened here, I’m pretty sure I’d enjoy that.”
His expression doesn’t change. “You need to be careful. Of course, you can trust us, but you should always be safe.”
It’s sweet that he’s looking out for me, and he’s right, but I’m not sure who I’d have told. Definitely not my brother, especially now after what I’ve done with these men. Any mention of them, and I feel like he’d see the truth written on my face.
“I do need to go,” I say, heading for my clothes once I spot them, and suddenly feeling self conscious about my naked body. Christian’s back in the room, too, and he and Mace are wearing sweatpants. I don’t know where Zipper went.