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)
A pleased sound hummed in my throat as he slid himself between my folds. When he finally pushed inside, my eyes squeezed shut for a moment, adjusting to him as he bottomed out.
“Ahh…” I breathed out, my arms already threatening to shake slightly.
Carson secured his hands on my hips and tilted his head back, staying still for a moment.
“You feel so good,” he murmured before starting to slowly rock in and out of me.
Warmth quickly started to spread throughout my body once more as he moved. I leaned my head forward slightly and slid my lips over Jesse’s cock, steadily working my way down as Carson thrusted into me from behind.
Jesse’s eyes shifted back and forth, watching me please him and watching me get pounded into when Carson started to pick up his pace. He brushed his fingers through my hair, pulling any loose strands back from my face.
“You’re taking us so well. Just like that,” he praised me.
Between Jesse’s words and Carson’s deep, quickening thrusts, I was on the verge of falling apart. Heat flared through every inch of my body. Pressure built in my lower stomach so much that I thought I was going to explode.
“Deeper,” Jesse said.
I took Jesse in inch by inch, moving my lips from the tip to as close to the base as I could get. I wanted him to feel as good as I did. As Carson did.
Carson dug his fingertips into my hips, helping me rock back and forth between him and Jesse. A pleased grin quirked up on his lips as he watched my body move.
“I know you’re close. I can feel it,” Carson murmured in a low tone. “You’re so damn tight.”
“Fuck, I’m close,” Jesse gritted out as he tightened his fingers in my hair. “You’re doing so good, baby. Give me a little more.”
His need spurred me on, and I slid my lips farther down until my nose brushed his lower waist. Tears filled my eyes from the effort, but it was just what he needed to finish with a groan.
Jesse released my hair and drew away once he finished, his chest rising and falling heavily to catch his breath.
“Your turn,” Carson said with eagerness in his voice. He suddenly pulled back and grabbed my hips, flipping me onto my back with ease. He pushed back inside of me and reset his pace, pushing me down against the couch cushion.
I could hardly get my mind to process enough to catch my breath. All I could do was grab his biceps and give him a pleading look, needing to be finished off. I was so close that my entire body ached, on the verge of falling apart.
Carson circled his thumb against my clit as he maintained his motions, thrusting into me deep and hard to make my back want to arch. His eyes locked with mine.
“Beg me. Tell me how bad you want to come,” he told me.
I could’ve cried. I wanted to finish so badly, but I had to give him what he wanted first.
“Please let me come, Carson. I need it so bad,” I whimpered, tears threatening to sting my eyes as I did everything in my power not to explode before he allowed me.
“Not good enough,” Carson replied as he pulled his thumb away from my clit.
“Please! I’ll be good. I’ll do anything you want. Just let me come!” I cried out, teetering on my breaking point.
Carson grinned in a satisfied manner before leaning over slightly.
“Come for me,” he said before pressing his fingertips against my clit once again.
“Come on. I want you to come. Now,” he said.
Those dark eyes and commanding voice on top of everything else made me a goner. My entire body lit up with what felt like fire and electricity, burning and shocking every inch of me. I trembled beneath him, my moans filling the studio.
Carson leaned down and buried his face in the crook of my neck, fucking me through my intense orgasm until he finished himself. He caressed the back of my neck, breathing in deeply to steady himself.
I let my eyes flutter shut, listening to their heavy breathing and enjoying the warmth glowing beneath my skin. I hadn’t ever felt so much happiness and bliss before while being in Chalice Falls.
Besides that one night with Ryder.
The bottom factor was always these guys. They were the ones who made this town feel different than how I had ever experienced it before. It hardly even felt like the same place, and the thought of leaving all of this behind for a chaotic, luminous life in the city made me want to drag my feet more than anything.
Part of me didn’t want to go. I was a dreamer. I strived for what others thought was impossible.
Wouldn’t being with all of them and feeling happy and satisfied in a place I once ran away from be impossible?