Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
We knew what the goal was, so I reached down and ringed my fingers around the base of his dick, and we peered down the slope of his body, watching as Shannon leaned in.
His cock slipped between her pink lips, and dear God, it was straight fire. One that burned a million degrees and was too hot to allow even a trace of jealousy or shame to exist.
It was stunningly erotic to hold him steady for her as she fucked him with her mouth, while she was getting fucked by someone else, and her husband sat to the side, watching it all happen.
Goosebumps prickled across my skin, and my heart beat more than a hundred miles an hour. The ache was back inside me, a need pulsing and begging for release.
“I might come just watching this,” I whispered.
Noah’s eyes went heavy, but I couldn’t tell if it was simply lust, the meaning of what I’d said, or a combination of both.
Eli found his tempo again, and Shannon matched it, rocking back and forth between the men. It was downright pornographic, and I stood at Noah’s side, utterly transfixed.
Her moans and whines filled the room, but they were garbled from the cock in her mouth. Noah held still, letting her work him over, even as Eli’s thrusts increased in intensity, turning almost violent. But it threw off her rhythm, causing the dick to fall from her lips as she gasped for breath.
“Oh, I know,” Eli teased. “It’s hard to keep that dick in your mouth when I’m fucking you so good, isn’t it?”
She issued another moan, latched a hand on the edge of the table for stability, and got back to work. Her copper hair hung down as she was bent over, and her eyes slammed shut. Was she getting close?
Pleasure painted Eli’s expression because he seemed to be struggling. Not with maintaining his tempo, though. He was fighting to hold himself back from beating her to the finish line.
Beside me, Noah’s chest heaved as he endured the blowjob . . . but his gaze was glued to me. Once again, he liked watching how I was watching. He enjoyed studying my reaction, every time I swallowed a gasp or blinked quickly to hide my wide eyes. His arm was banded around me, his hand low on my back, and when our gazes caught, he pressed me tighter into his side.
Without any warning, Shannon let out a cry that was pure ecstasy.
As she came, her legs shook so hard, Eli had to haul her upright. He grabbed one of her shoulders and pulled, and when she was standing, their bodies still connected, he grasped her elbows and dragged them back toward his chest. It forced her to arch her back, and it gave him space to thread his arms through hers.
This new position, with her arms held behind her back, was erotic. She could escape his hold if she wanted, but she wouldn’t dare. She was too deep in the throes of her orgasm to care right now—plus, I suspected she loved his domination.
He fucked her while they were standing like that, grinding his body against hers and making her tits bounce. After this evening ended, it would be hard to pick which image was the hottest . . . but this scene was a strong contender.
Because he’d gotten her to come, the restriction Eli had put on himself was gone, and he didn’t last long after that. When he came, he let out a loud wave of grunts and groans and jerked to a stop. Shannon’s head was tipped up, her face to the ceiling, and she groaned right along with him, enjoying it.
I knew what that felt like, how much I liked the sensation when a guy’s release pulsed inside me. I hoped soon I’d know what that felt like with the man standing beside me.
Eli’s eyes were closed like Shannon’s were, and their bodies remained still for a long moment. Then he released her arms, she slid off him, and she stumbled forward on unsteady legs. She collided with us both, but Noah’s arm went around her, keeping her on her feet as she tried to catch her breath.
Without a word, Eli turned and disappeared into the bathroom, probably to get rid of the condom and clean up. The cabin lulled into silence for a tense moment.
What happens now?
I sensed Noah’s gaze on me, and when I turned to look, I found his face full of intensity. His voice was deep and wicked and hushed. “You want me to fuck her?”
Again, there was no other answer I could give. “Yes.”
“Tell me,” he demanded. “Say it.”
It was like he’d punched the air clean out of my lungs. His order wasn’t just hot—it was incendiary. Shit, I wanted it so bad, my voice trembled with need. “I want you to fuck her, Daddy.”