Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82143 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
“You feel so fucking good, Kylie,” Jude hissed. Mason nodded but he seemed beyond words, either from the way I bobbed up and down on his thick cock or from the fact I’d taken two men at once.
I squeezed Parker’s hand again and he scooted closer to me, perched on the edge of the couch. Then he slid his free hand under my stomach and between my legs.
Holy.
Fucking.
Shit.
I bucked wildly when he touched my clit, and Jude took that as his cue to thrust into me faster while still making me feel every single inch. I gasped for air and then slid my lips down Mason’s cock, taking him deeper. He put one large hand in my hair to guide me. I swallowed around the head of his cock and he fisted my hair, pulling it, getting me even closer to the edge.
“Are you going to come for us?” Jude growled, his voice hoarse as he drove into me. “Are you going to come with three men touching you? And two men fucking you?” It wasn’t the kind of language he usually used, but it was perfect for this situation. I gasped, trying to keep my mouth around Mason’s cock as the sensations overtook me.
“Come for us,” Jude demanded, and Parker repeated it as his finger flew across my clit. Then Jude grabbed my hips and thrust deep inside me, pushing me over the edge. I cried out as my hips bucked all over the place. My inner walls clenched around Jude’s cock and I felt it pulse inside me as he cried out. Mason clutched my hair harder as his hips shot forward then froze. I swallowed rapidly when he came, trying to make it good for him before the incredible sensations knocked all my systems offline.
It felt like every single part of me was being touched. It felt like my orgasm would never end.
And the most bizarre thing was that it felt completely right.
Mason’s hips dropped back on the couch as he gasped for air. His long fingers stroked my hair as I turned my head to the side, trying to catch my breath. Jude leaned against me for a long moment and then pulled back.
Parker tried to retreat, too, but I kept an iron grip on his hand. He sank back onto the couch, and I crawled over to him, climbing onto his lap. He held me tight, rocking me as I collapsed against his chest. His cock was rock hard in his pants and I touched it lightly, feeling it twitch.
“It’ll be our turn some other time,” he whispered in my ear, quiet enough that I wasn’t sure the others heard.
“Okay,” I breathed, nuzzling my nose against his throat. “We’ll do it another time. But also now.” I squeezed his cock between my fingers and he groaned.
“Kylie, you’re exhausted,” he protested.
“Yes, I am,” I said. “But I’m also not finished. We’re a team—all four of us. That’s what I wanted tonight, and that’s what I’ve gotten—bar one.” His cock grew harder inside his pants.
“She sounds pretty determined, man,” Jude said.
I gave him a smile. “Do you have any more condoms?”
He grinned and tossed me one. I caught it, holding it up to Parker. “Here or in the bedroom?”
“Kylie—”
“Here or in the bedroom?” I repeated as I swung my leg around to straddle him.
“Let’s just wait until—”
I stopped his protest with a kiss. His arms wrapped around me, pulling me close and I ground my hips against his erection as the kiss deepened. I kissed my way along his jawline until my lips were next to his ear. “I want you, Parker. Do you want me?”
“Yes,” he breathed.
“Then… here or in the bedroom?”
He held me tight as he stood up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and clung to him as he carried me back toward the beds.
“Good answer,” I whispered in his ear.
29
Kylie
October was a blur of classes, tests, bartending… and being with my guys. That last part was my favorite. We didn’t always have time for a long, drawn-out session ending with lots of orgasms for everyone—me especially. But it made me happy anytime I got to spend time with Jude, Mason, and Parker individually or together.
We still told wicked bedtime stories, but more often than not, they morphed into real, physical touching. Sometimes I’d climb into Parker’s bed. Other times, I’d invite Jude or Mason down to mine. The one thing I didn’t do was to climb up to either of the top bunks. The guys always made me come so hard that I lost control. Common sense dictated it was better to be lower to the ground when that happened.
A few days before Halloween, Mason took Alyssa out to lunch at my urging. Afterwards, he brought her back to the suite and I showed her my beloved bar. She seemed impressed and we regaled her with stories of some of the funny things we’d had happen, such as when I walked in my bathroom one morning and found a fully clothed guy sleeping off his hangover in the bathtub.