Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 401(@200wpm)___ 321(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
They time it so that they enter me at the same time. Elias fills my mouth, groaning as I take him deep into my throat. I close my eyes as Dornan thrusts into my pussy, his thickness stretching me wide. Not to be left out, Travis focuses all of his attention on my breasts, and I feel like an instrument being played for the beautiful music it can make. My mind swims, disconnecting as heat pools between my thighs and nerve endings fire wherever I'm being touched.
"I'm close," Elias grunts, but I already know he is because his thighs are trembling, and he uses my shoulders to brace himself.
"Me, too." Dornan speeds, using his hips to slam into my clit. He's so big that my ligaments strain to accommodate him, and I hook a leg over his shoulder to deepen the penetration.
Higher and higher, they push me. Closer and closer to coming. My head spins, half from arousal and half from oxygen deprivation, as Elias thrusts into my mouth.
I lose myself as they use me for their pleasure, and the weightlessness expands inside me, setting me free.
"Oh, FUUUCKKK." Dornan seizes over me, his body becoming a wall of strained muscle, his face twisted and flushed as pleasure overcomes him. Elias pulls out of my mouth, using his hand to finish himself, groaning like he's expelling his last breath, and it's the sight of his cum leaking in ribbons over his fingers that triggers me to finish again.
"Fuck, Celine." Dornan pants, breath rasping, chest heaving. He's still inside me, thrusting to prolong my orgasm. The soft stroke of Travis's hands over my body sends me into a transcendent space I've never experienced before.
No wonder my friends risked everything for their unconventional relationships. If this is how good it can be, I don't think I'll ever want to go back.
11
TRAVIS
This is nothing like I thought it would be. When Celine suggested the four of us hook up, all I could think about was the weirdness of being in a room with two other naked dudes. Like, how would that work?
My sister has this kind of relationship, but I've tried not to overthink the practicalities of her sex life. In fact, I'm in total denial that she even has one!
Dornan and Elias are comfortable with each other because they play sports together. They've probably seen each other naked in the locker room more times than they can count. I'm not shy about my body. I know I look good, and even though they're built bigger than me, my physique is still trim and athletic.
But in the end, the only nakedness I've paid any attention to is Celine's.
Damn, she's beautiful, and it's not just what's on the outside. Yeah, she's got a pretty face, long hair, and a body that makes me feel hard just thinking about it. Yeah, she's petite but curvy, with nice natural tits and a narrow waist that my hands could probably span. But it's the fire in her eyes that lights me up. It's the way she asks for what she wants and how much she believes she deserves it that gets me hard. It's her vulnerability and the tough outer shell she's crafted for herself that makes me want to know her better.
She's asked for a one-night stand with three men who like her and care about her enough to play ridiculous revenge games to make her feel better. But I don't believe any of the men in this room are here for sex alone.
I've seen the way Elias stares at Celine like he doesn't want to like her but does. Dornan treats her like she's something precious he's scared of breaking. And me? Well, I don't really know what I'm doing. I returned from Germany with one goal. To forget what happened over there and get on with my life. I envisaged finding a new job and place to live, but not a new woman in my life.
It's just sex.
But it isn't. I know it isn't. Celine might be pretending, but the rest of us are getting tangled up, even though we might have reservations.
And now I'm the only one who hasn't come yet, and all eyes are on me.
Shit. When Celine touches my face and gazes up at me with dazed green eyes, the color of the forests on the outskirts of Berlin, my heart starts to pound. "Travis," she murmurs, pulling me closer. "It's time for you to take what you want." I kiss her deeply, grateful that Dornan has moved aside while my mind skitters over how I should play this. There are many things I'd love to do to Celine but don't have the courage to attempt in this scenario. My last girlfriend brushed off my desires like she thought they were weird and extreme. She made me feel shameful for even suggesting something outside the norm.