Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 58470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 58470 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 292(@200wpm)___ 234(@250wpm)___ 195(@300wpm)
A sinful, open-mouthed kiss to her clit sent her into breathless shrieks, her body alive with motion in my hands and under my lips. I smiled against her pussy and narrowly escaped getting my nose broken by her thrusting pelvis as she lifted her hips to grind into my mouth. I pulled back at the last second, driving two fingers into her slickness as she clenched and gripped me with her inner muscles. She came all over my hand and I pressed a last kiss to her tender, swollen clit. I was so hard, so eager for her. All I could think about was pumping into her, giving her thrust after thrust, blindingly driving that passion home until she understood deep in her core exactly where she belonged.
23
JULIE
One minute I was feeling torn about moving back to my own apartment. The next moment, I was naked from the waist down with Rory’s mouth between my legs. I had to grab the sheets in my fists after he made me come as he surged up, his clever fingers withdrawing from me and unfastening his jeans. Rory released his jutting erection. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t almost lunge for him as soon as his turgid shaft appeared, the swollen head purplish and weeping drops of arousal. I was delighted that he was as desperate as me, as wild to join with me as I was with him.
I scooted back on the bed and tried to make room for him, but I was clumsy with pleasure as if I’d been drugged. I smiled up at him, feeling both urgent for him and languid from the wearying grip of the orgasm he’d licked from me. I assumed he’d climb on top of me and make short work of it. He looked ready, and I was certainly wet enough he could’ve entered me with no pretense.
I propped myself up on my elbows, wanting to watch. He stripped off his navy-blue fire department t-shirt and bared that chest. My mouth watered with want. I levered myself up and kissed him. He guided me up onto my knees and then coaxed me to turn around with my back to him. Rory’s hand slipped beneath the hem of my top and touched my stomach, his knee moving my thighs apart. I felt the silken heat of his cock at my opening. My core clenched hard on emptiness in response. A hand slipped me between my legs, cupped my mound and began to finger me. His cock, wet as it was with his precum, speared me easily. My back bowed as he went deep, striking against places inside of me that felt new. His one hand held my most private places, fingers traveling over my folds, my clit, my outer lips while he moved in me from behind. Shivers skated over my arms and back, and my hand covered his, my fingers caressing his knuckles, the backs of his fingers, even as he worked me with those same fingers.
My head dropped forward. His palm moved to my breast as he folded over me. Gripping my hip, he held me still as he rode me hard, saying my name. With every thrust, my too-sensitive body tried to shy away, afraid of the glut of ecstasy that threatened my sanity. But then I had no choice. Surrender was my only option, a white-hot blaze ripped through me the second I felt his balls tighten and draw back, his cock swelling even more and then releasing deep inside me. My eyes burned with the force of it, every inch of skin stinging as bolts of punishing, fiery pleasure showed me no mercy. I collapsed onto the bed, limbs giving out. My breath sawed in and out like I’d climbed a mountain at top speed. Rory spooned up behind me and kissed my shoulder. “Baby, that was amazing.”
“It was.” I went quiet, unsure of how to say what was on my mind.
“Hey, you okay?” Rory asked gently.
I rolled onto my back, my gaze soft and serious. I needed him to know this. He met my eyes, the playful light gone out of his. He touched my cheek.
“I’m right here. You can tell me anything.”
“I believe you. The thing is,” I took a big breath. “I’ve only ever been with Eric. I was a teenager when we got together. And since then I haven’t even considered being with a man. Kendall used to say that Chris Evans could walk up to me at work and offer to give me oral on my break and I’d say no thanks. And that’s the truth. I would have never even thought of opening myself up to anyone, body and soul, after what happened with Eric. Not until you and your brothers showed me a way I could be myself and still feel whole, even more whole, not like someone’s property. Until the other night a few weeks ago, I never thought it was possible to come with a man, much less three of them. It’s like you’ve all opened me up, let me grow into a whole version of myself instead of what he broke down. I didn’t know there was any other way until you showed me that I can ask for what I want, that I can want all of you without shame.”