Total pages in book: 159
Estimated words: 145942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145942 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 730(@200wpm)___ 584(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Grayson grins and drops his hands back to my ass before taking my weight into his hands and pulling me away from the wall. Keeping himself buried deep inside of me, he turns and walks straight through to the living room with Cruz heavy on his trail.
My ass is placed down on the edge of the glass coffee table and Grayson kneels, lining himself up perfectly with my needy cunt, and within moments, I feel his fingers at the back of my gown, slowly dragging the zipper down my back and letting the material fall open and gather at my waist, freeing my other tit.
Not wanting to pull out of me, Grayson bunches up the gown and pulls it up over my head, tossing the black fabric into a dark corner. His hands drop to my thighs and spread my legs wider, wanting to watch as his cock comes out of me, glistening in my arousal.
Cruz steps in beside me, his cock bouncing by my face, and just when I think he’s going to ask me to take him in my mouth, he drops to his knees and curls his hand around the back of my neck, laying me back against the glass table.
His fingers start at my collar bone and slowly trail down my chest, brushing over the curve of my breast and skimming over my waist, making me flinch as his soft touch tickles, but it only lasts a moment before I feel him dipping between my spread thighs, his fingers trailing low and circling through my arousal. He comes back up just a bit, and I suck in a breath as those same two fingers press against my clit.
“Oh, fuck, Cruz,” I breathe as his fingers torture me with a sensual dance, slowly rubbing tight circles as he leans over me and collects my pert nipple into his mouth. I can’t help but to reach down beside the table and take his cock in my hand, slowly moving up and down, matching the tortuous movements that he makes against my clit.
Cruz groans low and I can’t help but draw him toward my mouth, my new position on the table perfectly matching the height of his cock as he kneels beside me. Cruz is all too eager and I lick my lips, preparing myself just moments before I feel his thick tip pressing against them. I open wide, letting my tongue trail over his cock as I take him deep, my fingers curling around his base and working him up and down.
I feel Grayson’s eyes on my mouth and I glance up at him as my other hand trails over the curve of my tit. I flood with need, absolutely loving the way the guys like to watch me with their friends.
“Yo, where’d you fuckers go?” I hear King hollering through the house and a wicked grin stretches across my lips.
Cruz meets my stare with his brow arched. “Yeah?” he questions.
“Mmhmm,” I moan against his cock, loving the way his eyes roll with pleasure.
“Both of them?” My grin only widens and he doesn’t bother waiting for a response, though I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.
“You guys coming to the party or what?” Cruz calls out, and I feel joy spread right through my chest, chipping away at the darkness that overwhelmed it. “I’m down for you guys to wait your turn, but I think our girl’s feeling a little adventurous.”
Damn right, I am.
Carver and King practically skid into the living room, not ones to miss out on a good time, and if my mouth wasn’t so damn full, I’d be laughing at the way their eyes become hooded, filled with undeniable desire, and their clothes start falling off of them.
Carver meets my stare and the familiar darkness swirls within his depths as he strides toward me, standing over the coffee table and looking down at me with Cruz’s cock deep in the back of my throat and Grayson stretching me wide.
King joins him, both of them watching my body being worked, and as their heavy cocks are taken in their calloused hands and gently stroked, I feel the butterflies going crazy in my stomach, this particular angle making their cocks look like fucking mountains desperate to be climbed.
Seeing that things are going to get difficult, Grayson reaches down and slips his arm around my waist, lifting me off the coffee table and dropping down on the couch, resting back and bringing me with him as I straddle his hips and pick up where he left off, feeling that piercing hitting me at a new spot that has my eyes rolling in my head.
Cruz turns and kneels beside Grayson on the couch and I draw him straight back into my mouth as King moves in beside me, dropping to his knees at Grayson’s feet and reaching down between my legs to feel just how wet I am.