Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51166 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 256(@200wpm)___ 205(@250wpm)___ 171(@300wpm)
I’ve chosen a simple red dress for the evening. Giovanni undoes the zipper and slides the garment down one arm. Taking advantage of the loose fabric, Fiero tugs at the front, exposes my bra, and quickly pulls that aside to take my nipple in his mouth.
Giovanni’s hands slide around me, slip under my dress, and push it up from the bottom, clearing the path for him to find my hot, wet center. He strokes his thumbs over my panties before tugging them down, kneeling to pull them clear of me.
Fiero pauses at my breast to make space for his brother, and Giovanni takes advantage of the break in action to back me up the few steps to the bed, where he guides me to lie back, my legs dangling over the edge. He pushes my knees apart and emits a guttural sound of appreciation at the sight of my bare pussy.
“Oh, Dani. I must taste you.”
His words elicit a fresh wave of wetness from my swollen flesh. Giovanni’s hands slide up my inner thighs; his thumbs stroke through my slick folds, and slide over my clit, making me quiver and cry out.
Then his tongue is there, dipping inside me before taking long, greedy licks as I moan and squirm on the bed.
The mattress shifts beside me with Fiero’s weight. He kisses me before reclaiming my breast, grazing his teeth over the nipple, then sucking, sending a ripple of sensations through my body.
My eyes squeeze shut as the pleasure builds. I’m rocking my hips against Giovanni’s mouth when another mouth covers my available breast. Matteo.
I let out a breath, and release some of the tension I was holding about how this might go.
The sight of both Fiero and Matteo bent over me – working together to pleasure me, enjoying my body together – means more to me than I could have imagined. Giovanni’s working magic with his mouth, and all at once, the three of them have me soaring, flying to the heights of an intense orgasm.
I cry out, my moans filling the room, and the sounds I make seem to spur the men to double down on their efforts. Before I’ve fully come down from one peak, they have me reaching another.
Behind my eyelids, I see stars, or maybe it’s an echo of the twinkling city lights, as I feel like I’m floating through the sky for many blissful, long moments.
Fiero’s lips gently meet mine as I come back into my body. Fingers – Matteo’s? – slide down my arm in a long, soothing stroke before holding my hand. Lower, Giovanni is continuing to feast on me, but I’m overly sensitive after such intense climaxes, and I can’t take anymore right now.
“Please stop. I need a break.”
I look down to see Giovanni raise his head, a very satisfied grin on his face. “Had enough, dolcezza?”
My chest still heaving, I try to slow my breathing. “Dolcezza?” The word is familiar, but my mind isn’t working right now.
“Sweetness.” Giovanni meets my eyes and pointedly licks his lips before bending to lay a kiss on my mound. If I weren’t already lying down, I might swoon. “Had enough, sweetness?”
All three men are watching me as I shake my head. “I haven’t had nearly enough.”
Roman Gods
I reach for Fiero, who’s closest, and tug at his belt. When he starts to unbuckle it, I turn to Matteo and gesture for him to do the same. Giovanni’s out of reach, but he needs no prompting.
Soon I’m surrounded by three gloriously naked specimens of nearly identical male perfection, save for the tattoos rippling across Fiero’s muscles. Broad shoulders, chiseled abs, narrow hips, and three very long, very thick, very hard cocks.
I sit up and take Matteo and Fiero in my hands, and lean forward to take Giovanni in my mouth. Any earlier sign of tension or apprehension among the brothers is gone, as they all seem as drunk on this experience as I am.
The men adjust their positions, moving closer, doing whatever is needed to help me stay connected to all of them. Not wanting to break the mood to ask if they’ve brought lube, I gather slick moisture from my core to help my hands slide over the brothers’ cocks.
I take as much of Giovanni in my mouth as I can fit, and suck on him enthusiastically, hoping to give him as much pleasure as he gave to me. I bob my head on his cock while getting into a rhythm with his brothers, tugging on them in tandem, wondering if I can make them all come.
It’s not long before Giovanni stops me. “Not like this.”
“Had enough?” I tease, grinning up at him.
He grins back, but he’s in big bad wolf mode now. “When I come, it’s going to be inside you.”
If I wasn’t already dripping wet for these men, his words would have gotten me there in an instant. Giovanni crawls between my legs as I shift backward on the bed and spread wide for him.