Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 60750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60750 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 304(@200wpm)___ 243(@250wpm)___ 203(@300wpm)
Fuck.
I let out a graceless moan as Van moves even closer to me, so close that his hands are resting right beside mine on the wall. And as he proceeds to fuck me in close contact, I feel one of his hands lower toward my inner thighs, not stopping until his palm is roughly running all along my aching clit. It doesn’t take me long to come for him, my body shuddering as I pulse on his cock, my moaning partially muffled by my face being pressed against the wall.
Heaven.
I’m in absolute heaven.
And in moments like this, I can’t remember why I ever thought it’d ever be a good idea to leave.
Just then, I feel Van’s hands turning me around by the waist, his mouth soon enveloping mine in a deep kiss. I kiss him with just as much passion, my hands trailing down his chest, his cock still firmly inside of my walls. But a few seconds later and Van is pulling out of me, even though I know for a fact that he hasn’t yet finished.
And seeming like he’s able to read my mind, Van says, “Oh, I’m not done punishing you yet, princess. How are you ever supposed to learn if you always get exactly what you want?”
“But Van—”
“You’ll have more than enough on your hands soon enough, princess,” Van grins, just as Cameron comes up to me at the wall. Cameron’s touch is soft as he gingerly pushes me toward the living room floor. By the time I’m on my knees, Cameron’s cock springs out of his pants, and I’m eagerly taking him into my mouth, running my tongue all along the tip of his weeping shaft.
He groans, just as I bob my head up and down the length of him, taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I can in one go. Cameron tastes amazing, salty and slightly musky, so much so that I find myself moaning against his cock, my tongue swirling along his head yet again, just trying to taste another drop of him. His shaft then throbs between my cheeks, as he begins to rhythmically rock his waist against my lips, almost like he’s fucking my mouth.
And I can’t help but moan for him a second time, as I imagine what it’s going to feel like to have this perfect cock buried deep inside of me. But as I’m daydreaming about being fucked by Cameron, I feel someone sidling up behind me, their hands wrapping around my waist as I lean back toward their frame. I go along with the motion, only stopping when a hard cock is slipping inside of me from behind, a groan escaping my throat as I realize it’s Rhys’s cock filling me up to the brim.
And something in me deliciously tightens, my mind whirling as Rhys takes me from the back, guiding my hips as he pumps his cock deeper and deeper into me, and all the while Cameron’s shaft is sliding deeper and deeper down my throat, my body feeling used in the most perfect way. It feels like a lifetime passes between us, my mind entering into a stage of peaceful Zen as Rhys fills me from the bottom and Cameron fills me from the top. Then I feel Van’s tongue lapping at my swollen nipples and it’s absolute heavenly bliss. How could I ever have given this up?
I’m only brought down to Earth when I feel Rhys’s hips going still underneath me and his cock trembling inside, a sign that he’s pumping me full of his cum. And once I taste Cameron’s landing against my tongue around the same time, it sends me tumbling right over the edge once more, my hips rolling as I come for them both, all of our frames effortlessly synced.
“I love you, darling,” Rhys murmurs, somewhere close to my ear. “I love you so fucking much. I missed you so fucking much.”
“I love you, too, Rhys.”
“Never leave us again,” he insists, pressing a soft kiss against my shoulder.
“Never,” I assure him, as a peaceful, tired smile spreads over my face. “I’ll never leave you again.”
Chapter 21
Alyssa
A few months later
“You know what…I absolutely love you, Alyssa.”
The words seem to come out of nowhere while Cameron and I are in the middle of working on a song together. I smile over at him after his confession to see his eyes staring intently back into mine, as if he’s worried about what I might say next.
We’ve all been back together in the studio for a few weeks now. I’m getting into the groove of performing with the band again, of being the known lead singer of the group, too. And while I can’t deny that it still feels like I’m living in an ever-changing whirlwind, things are a lot more manageable these days, especially since I’m no longer the uber-controversial new girl on the block. After Geesha was exposed for the liar she always was, I was welcomed back into the general music scene, even receiving a few apologetic flower arrangements from bloggers who’d gone on hateful rants about me in lieu of reviewing our band’s first album.