Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78725 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
At least until Bones’ cock pressed against my cunt and slid inside.
I pulled away from Frankie with a light cry. I clung to Bones’ shoulders as he pressed into me fully. God, I loved feeling this full. My mind was dizzy with pleasure and their intoxicating smells. I ground into them both to try and make them move, but Frankie just shook his head, his hair tickling my cheek.
“Be patient, Ari.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek, then moaned into my skin. A sharp jerk pushed us both forward, and a pair of hands wrapped around to touch me.
River. He grinned at me from behind Frankie, jerking again to fill up Frankie’s ass. Lotto slid behind Bones and spread his cheeks. I was pressed between Frankie and Bones when Lotto fucked into Bones.
I could have came from the sight. All five of us pressed together, thrusting and jerking in a wave of pleasure and love. Mouths on mouths, hands on sides, cocks in pussy and ass. Our collective moans rang in my ears as we fucked each other; my body trembled, and I clung to Frankie and Bones as they fucked me.
Or was it River and Lotto fucking me? I felt their sharp thrusts, their hands on my sides. I didn’t know who was touching me. Who was kissing me. I was lost in a sea of pleasure, and I could only cling to my boys like they were lifelines.
Someone tugged at my nipples, while another made a mess of my neck. Rough hands slid down my sticky stomach to my clit. I leaned into Frankie as he rubbed and flicked my clit with expert fingers. I humped against them, desperately chasing my third release.
Lotto’s thrusts grew more erratic, River’s sharper and more dangerous. Frankie and Bones’ cocks dragged against my walls, stretching and pounding until I went crazy. My orgasm was a slow boil of heat that rose from my curled toes to the hairs on my arms. I dug my nails into Frankie’s side and Bones’ shoulders hard enough to draw blood. They hissed and fucked me harder, fingers working my clit and nipples even faster.
I reached my peak and ascended to heaven. My mind went white; my body shook and trembled with a mind of its own. Pleasure flooded every single part of me until I damn near exploded.
I had to admit, death by dick was a good way to go.
But Frankie’s harsh grunt pulled me back to earth. With a few more choppy thrusts, he slammed spurting into my ass and warming me from head to toe. Bones gripped me even harder, his thrusts desperate until he followed. He choked something that sounded like my name, then he was filling me, dripping from my pussy and making a mess of my thighs.
River and Lotto rocked a few more times before they joined us. River’s low groan pounded into my thrumming body; Lotto’s face twisted with pleasure and made my walls squeeze.
There was a moment when we all stopped moving and could only blink at each other. Then we were laughing, falling into each other’s arms in the booth, sticky, sweaty, and extremely satisfied.
“Hell of a way to celebrate,” Frankie murmured into my ear, stroking up and down my side.
River placed his hand over Frankie’s, stroking along my skin together as he cuddled behind him. “I’m definitely not complaining.”
“We’ll have an even better celebration when we win in Vegas.” Lotto pulled Bones in for a soft kiss then leaned over him and did the same for me. When he pulled back, he sported a smile that lit me up. “So, you better be training too, angel. You can’t get tired on us now.”
“What could beat this?” Bones asked.
“Don’t give them any ideas,” I teased and curled up closer to his chest.
“Oh, I have plenty of ideas,” River countered and dug his nails into the stickiness coating my thighs. “Since we have plenty of time here tonight.”
“And hopefully more champagne,” Lotto said. “Our bottle seems to have fallen off the table.”
“Blame Frankie.” Bones snorted. “He fucked River too hard.”
Frankie huffed. “He’s not complaining.”
“Troy probably will be, but I’m sure not.” River laughed and pressed a kiss to Frankie’s neck. “And you aren’t either.”