Total pages in book: 110
Estimated words: 106090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 106090 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 530(@200wpm)___ 424(@250wpm)___ 354(@300wpm)
Hailey moans into my mouth as I kiss her, her tongue tangling with mine while my fingers delve deeper, curling inside her wetness, feeling her walls pulse around me. She’s drenched, slick from whatever thoughts she was having, and now we’re turning them real. Knox shifts, his mouth moving to her other breast, sucking hard enough to make her back bow off the bed, her hand fisting in my hair as she pulls me closer.
“Fuck, you guys,” she whispers, voice breathy and broken, her hips grinding against my hand like she’s chasing the edge already. I add a third finger, stretching her, thumb circling her clit in firm strokes that have her whimpering, the sound muffled against my lips.
“I have to stretch this pussy of yours, baby. Make room for both of us,” I warn.
She gasps at my words, her eyes widening with a mix of shock and excitement, body clenching around my fingers like she’s already imagining it. Knox pulls back from her breast, his grin wicked as he meets my gaze over her shoulder, nodding once in silent agreement. We’ve always been on the same wavelength, and this? This is no different.
I keep working her, thrusting my fingers deeper, scissoring them to open her up, feeling her wet heat coat my hand. Her moans grow louder, but I shush her with another kiss, swallowing the sounds while Knox’s hands roam her body, pinching and teasing her nipples until they’re hard peaks. She’s writhing between us now, legs spreading wider, inviting more, her nails digging into my arm as she rides my hand.
“Fuck, you’re soaking,” I moan against her lips, pulling my fingers out just enough to add pressure with my thumb on her clit, circling faster. She bucks, a whimper escaping, and Knox chuckles low, his voice vibrating against her skin. “Easy, pretty girl. We’ve got you.”
Hailey’s response is a shuddering gasp, her body arching like a bowstring pulled taut, and I can feel her getting closer, her inner muscles fluttering around my fingers with every thrust.
Knox watches us, his eyes hungry, then he leans in, his breath hot against my ear. “Let me help you stretch her,” he murmurs, and before I can respond, his hand joins mine between her thighs, his fingers sliding in alongside mine, thick and insistent. The sensation of us both inside her—our knuckles brushing, working together to fill her up—sends a jolt through me, my cock twitching in need against her hip.
She cries out, the sound tender and desperate, her head thrown back against the pillow as we pump in unison, our rhythms syncing like we’ve done this a hundred times. “Oh god, yes,” she pants, her voice breaking on the words, hands clutching at the sheets, at my shoulder, at anything to anchor her. I can smell her arousal, thick in the air, mixing with the faint smoke from the fire, and it’s intoxicating, making my head spin.
I capture her mouth again, kissing her hard while our fingers drive deeper, faster, stretching her limits. Knox’s free hand finds my thigh, squeezing in silent encouragement, and I know he’s feeling it too—this electric pull between all three of us, turning the room into a haze of heat and need. Her climax builds like a storm, her breaths coming in short, sharp bursts, and when she shatters, it’s with a muffled scream against my lips, her body convulsing, clenching down on us so tight it almost hurts.
We don’t stop, though, riding her through it, drawing out every last tremor until she’s boneless and gasping, her eyes glazed with pleasure. Knox pulls his fingers free first, wet and shining, and brings them to his mouth, tasting her with a low groan that makes my gut tighten. I follow suit, sucking her essence from my skin, the flavor salty-sweet and addictive.
“Think she’s ready?” Knox asks, gaze locked on mine as he positions himself behind her, his hardness pressing against her ass. I nod, shifting to face her, my own erection throbbing with anticipation. Hailey looks between us, cheeks flushed, lips parted in a mix of exhaustion and eager want, and whispers, “Please.”
“As much as I want to drive myself into this ass of yours,” Knox says, “it’s far from ready to take me.”
“We’ve got all night to prep her properly,” I agree. My hand trails down her side, fingers ghosting over the curve of her ass, feeling the way she tenses and then relaxes under my touch, like she’s already surrendering to the idea.
She whimpers softly, shifting between us, her body still humming from the aftershocks of her release. “You two are going to ruin me,” she purrs, but there’s no fear in it—just hungry anticipation that makes my cock ache harder against her thigh. I lean in, capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss, tasting the remnants of her moans, while Knox’s hands explore her from behind, kneading the soft flesh of her cheeks, spreading them gently as if testing the waters.