Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 63124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 252(@250wpm)___ 210(@300wpm)
I didn’t just come into this room to makeout like a bunch of teenagers. I knew that I wanted more, so I grinded down against his lap again to elicit a faint groan from him.
“If that’s how you want to play,” Anthony said, his smirk evident in his voice.
Hugo pulled away, helping Anthony tug off my tank top.
Mikael rose from one of the lounge chairs by the window and stopped in front of me before lowering himself to his knees. He steadily worked off my shoes and socks, his hands moving patiently. It made me warm, but it also frustrated me because he wasn’t moving fast enough.
My gaze strayed to Stephen, who was watching me with dark eyes and a hand resting on the evident ridge in his jeans. The sight nearly made my mouth go dry, a pounding sensation developing between my thighs. That feeling only intensified when I saw Colm and Jed engaged in a heated kissing session of their own.
I knew it.
Jed’s hand was already up Colm’s shirt, sliding up farther to brush his thumb over one nipple.
Colm dragged his teeth along Jed’s bottom lip in a teasing bite, a sultry grin crossing his face. Just that look nearly made my head spin, and I was surprised by how much I liked watching them.
“Surprised?” Mikael asked me as he reached up to undo my jeans.
“Honestly, no,” I said.
“Don’t worry. They’ll still have their turn with you,” Anthony replied with a smirk as he easily unclasped my bra. He pushed it down my arms, giving Hugo the room he needed to take one of my already hard nipples in his mouth.
“Oh…” I breathed out as I tilted my head back against Anthony’s shoulder.
Anthony placed his hand on my throat, not squeezing but holding me possessively.
“Should’ve been doing this instead of fighting all the damn time,” Stephen commented, his jeans already undone. His hand was hidden beneath the thick material.
Mikael chuckled as he slid my jeans and panties off, tossing my clothes to the side. His fingertips brushed over my knees and up my thighs.
“I think she liked it,” he replied as he pried my legs open, resting them on either side of Anthony’s legs to keep them open.
“I know she did,” Hugo said as he rolled one of my nipples between his fingertips. He nipped at the underside of my breast just to make me gasp. “Right, Leah?”
I nodded, nearly feeling breathless from all of the various touches gracing my body. I hadn’t ever been so close to heaven before than I was now, surrounded by the men’s hockey team.
“Aw, don’t keep your sweet words to yourself,” Colm commented from the couch as Jed mouthed at his throat. He watched me with a blissful grin on his face.
“I did like it… I didn’t want to,” I murmured, a whimper leaving me when Mikael kissed my inner thigh.
“But you can’t resist,” Anthony said, finishing my thought.
“Yes,” I breathed out, finally giving them the answer they wanted.
Mikael pressed his mouth flush against me, his tongue seeking out my clit with ease. He gripped the top of my right thigh, pinning me in that position as I arched in pleasure. His free hand shoved itself in his briefs to stroke himself.
Hugo pressed his hand against my torso beneath my breasts, pushing me back against Anthony’s body as his mouth latched onto my nipple once more.
My eyes fluttered shut as I collapsed into Anthony, letting him hold me up as mouths worked all over me. I could hear the shift in Stephen’s breath and Jed’s and Colm’s soft groans, making me even more sensitive to the bliss washing over me. I buried my fingers in Hugo’s hair, gripping tightly as I lifted my hips to chase Mikael’s devilishly talented tongue.
“Fuck, you’re killing me,” Anthony breathed out as I continued to grind down against his erection mindlessly. “Come here.”
I gasped as I was suddenly moved, my back hitting the mattress. It wasn’t long before Mikael grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed so that he could bury his face between my thighs again. This time, two fingers pushed inside of me, curling deep to make my moans fill the room.
Anthony and Hugo knelt on either side of me, tearing their shirts off and undoing their jeans. My mind immediately kicked into action as I reached for them, wanting them to feel as good as I felt. Their erections strained against their jeans, dying to be relieved.
“So eager,” Anthony chuckled as he pushed his briefs down enough to free his hard cock. He stroked it a few times before pressing his forefinger against my jaw to turn my head his way. “Open your mouth.”
Something about his demand made the knot in my stomach tighten even more. I parted my lips and let him push his cock into my mouth, my tongue sliding along the underside. I slowly worked my lips along his length, building up a rhythm as he groaned and buried his fingers in my hair.