Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 57804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 57804 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 289(@200wpm)___ 231(@250wpm)___ 193(@300wpm)
Was I really going to have sex with two guys at one time? Could I even handle them?
Carson slid his hand down my stomach, pulling on the button and zipper of my jeans. His teeth grated against my nipple to heighten my sensitivity another degree. All the while, a grin was on his face.
Jesse covered my lips with his, his hand moving up to splay his fingers over my neck. He drew back slightly, our eyes locking.
“I’ve been dying to touch you again,” he told me. “Have you thought about that day? How I made you fall apart so easily?”
My breath came out shakily as I nodded. How could I forget? How could any of them and what they did to me ever slip my mind?
“I want you. Both of you,” I murmured, not even caring how needy I sounded.
“But are you willing to beg for us?” Carson asked as he got down on his knees in front of me, sliding my jeans and panties off my hips and down my legs.
“I’ll do anything. Please,” I said as our eyes met.
Jesse cupped my chin and dragged my gaze to his.
“You can start by sucking me off,” he told me, placing my hand on his belt as he knelt beside me on the couch.
I nodded eagerly and undid his jeans, feeling Carson’s hands massaging my inner thighs. When I pushed Jesse’s briefs down and wrapped my fingers around his erection, his head tilted back in bliss, making heat thrum through me. It felt so good pleasing them.
But it also felt so fucking good being pleased.
Carson buried his face between my thighs and set to work, easily seeking out my clit with his tongue.
I gasped, my grip loosening around Jesse’s cock.
“Stop,” Jesse told Carson, who drew away. He slipped his fingers into my hair and gripped firmly, leaning down toward me. “If you stop, he stops.”
My eyes widened as I swallowed hard, doing everything in my power not to melt into a puddle.
“Yes, sir,” I managed to whisper.
Jesse hummed beneath his breath and pressed his forehead to mine briefly.
“Good girl. Get to work,” he said before straightening up.
I acted on instinct, my mind too clouded with heat and pleasure to fully rely on. My hand worked from the base to the tip, slowly stroking as I peered up at him. He looked so damn good with his head leaned back, his lips slightly parted. My eyes shifted down to Carson, who finally flicked his tongue over my clit with ease and eagerness. Something about seeing such a hot guy between my legs made me nearly come right then and there.
How in the world was I actually in this situation?
“You are so sweet. So damn good,” Carson spoke as he peered up at me, looking as pleased as could be. He teasingly drifted two fingers through my folds before sinking them inside of me.
A moan drifted from me at the pressure, the ache that echoed between my thighs. With any touch, they worked me closer and closer to my peak, and I couldn’t wait to fall over the edge. It already beckoned me.
“Yes, she is,” Jesse agreed as peered down at me. “Show me how good.”
Heat pooled in my stomach as I leaned forward, wrapping my lips around his cock and working down its length slowly. His faint groans made my thighs try to press together, but Carson kept them parted and clicked his tongue at me in a chastising manner.
“I don’t think you want me to stop,” Carson commented before dragging his tongue over my clit, his fingers curling deep.
I moaned around Jesse, making him release a sharp breath. I took in more inches, working my way lower and lower as fire raged through me.
Jesse tangled his fingers in my hair, following the motions of my head. He watched me with noticeably darker eyes, his chest rising and falling heavily.
“That’s it. That feels so good, baby,” he praised me, coaxing me onward.
Carson flicked his tongue against my clit one more time before drawing back from me.
“Get on your hands and knees,” he told me as he rose to his feet, stripping off his clothes.
Jesse eased me off before taking off the rest of his clothes. He maintained his position on the couch, guiding me to face him as Carson knelt behind me. He cupped my face and pressed a kiss against my forehead that made my heart skip.
“Perfect girl,” he murmured.
I smiled at him in a warm, grateful manner. My first instinct used to be to deny statements such as those, but I welcomed them now because they came from people I cared about.
People who I thought were perfect too.
“Damn right,” Carson said with a wry grin. He drifted his fingers down my spine to make me shudder, his free hand stroking his already hard cock. “I could’ve come just from tasting you.”