Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
However, she didn’t feel like she was being used. No, every so often one of them would touch her soothingly, with reverence.
She felt worshipped.
Almost as though he could hear her thoughts, Ian grasped hold of her chin and ran a finger down her cheek. “Precious. You all right, Little girl?”
“Yes, Ian.” She longed to call him Daddy. But she couldn’t take that next step. She ignored the fact that she’d called him that the other day.
That had been a mistake.
Even if it didn’t feel like that.
“Good. I’m going to fuck your mouth and Jack is going to take your tight pussy. You okay with that?”
Did they really have to ask? Couldn’t they tell?
Again . . . they’re not mind readers.
“Yes. Please. Please.”
“Fuck yes,” Jack groaned.
“What about protection, Little girl?” Ian asked. “We’re all clean. We haven’t been with anyone since we were last checked.”
“I . . . same,” she said. “I had tests before I came here.”
“Good. Birth control?” Ian asked.
“I have an implant.”
“So we can take her bare. Now that that’s all out of the way, it’s time you sat on my dick,” Jack said.
“And people say I have no social skills,” Ian muttered.
She grinned up at him as she felt Jack sit behind her and grab her hips. Then he was lowering her backward to sit on his cock.
Oh hell.
He was so wide that it was a stretch. Ian eyed her carefully. She reached up for him, tugging at his boxers. They were still slightly damp and clinging to him so she could see every inch of his dick.
And she wanted it.
“You want my cock too, Little girl?” he asked, pulling off his boxers.
“Yes, please.”
If anything, he looked longer than Jack. She licked her lips, wanting to taste him.
“Fuck, this needy pussy is sucking me in,” Jack said as Ian took hold of his dick, lazily running his hand up and down it. “Why didn’t you tell us how much you needed us? Poor baby was suffering.”
She wasn’t sure if he was talking to her or her pussy.
She was probably better off not knowing.
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“Get my dick wet,” Ian ordered, pressing the head to her lips. She leaned forward and took him into her mouth.
Christ. It felt so good to be filled by them both.
By now, Jack was fully seated inside her and his fingers moved around to play with her clit.
She sucked in a deep breath as Ian drew back.
“Need to move you onto your hands and knees,” Jack told her before he slid her off him.
Then she was back on her hands and knees, Ian’s cock above her face, and Jack was sliding back into her. She let out a low moan of pleasure as she reached up with one hand to grab Ian’s dick. He slid onto his knees at the edge of the seat so she could reach him more easily.
Then she sucked him in deep while Jack took her with hard, short thrusts.
She was so close again already.
“If you need us to stop, then you slap my thigh,” Ian told her as he moved in and out of her mouth. “Okay?”
He drew right back so she could speak.
“Yes. Please. More.”
She wanted him to use her mouth. For Jack to take what he needed from her pussy. She just needed them.
“Christ. So fucking beautiful,” Ian murmured.
Jack ran his hand down her back, then placed it on the back of her neck, squeezing.
Hell’s bells.
It was like he was touching her clit. He held her there as Ian took her mouth.
“Fuck, baby, that’s hot,” Jack told her. Then his hand moved from her neck and went underneath her to toy with her clit.
She moaned around Ian’s cock.
“Fuck,” Ian groaned. “Your mouth feels so good, Little girl.”
“You want to feel where I am,” Jack said. “Pure heaven.”
She’d never experienced anything like this. Two men taking her . . . talking about her.
“I’m going to come. You’re going to swallow me down, aren’t you? Every last fucking drop,” Ian told her.
Holy heck.
She was flooded with need as her orgasm started low in her belly, shaking her with its intensity as she came.
“I’m coming,” Ian told her before he filled her mouth. She drank him down, not letting anything escape. She loved the sound of his harsh breathing, the quiet moan he couldn’t stop from escaping.
She’d done this to him.
“Fuck! I’m coming!” Jack let out a loud groan as he pressed deep inside her before he came.
She dropped her head forward, trying to calm her racing heart. Jack slipped out of her and she felt his loss. She wanted him back inside her. She didn’t want to lose either of them.
A sense of loneliness filled her, which was ridiculous.
But then Ian pulled her up into his arms. And warmth flooded her again.
That should make her nervous and perhaps later it would. But right now, all she felt was relief.