Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 61746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 309(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Marcus showed me the bottle of lube again.
“I’ll go slow, angel. Just relax,” he encouraged me.
I trusted him. I trusted all of them. So, I busied myself by turning my head and leaning back into a heated kiss with Gus, letting him twist and pinch my nipples to stimulate me even more. It wasn’t long before I felt one of Marcus’s fingers slowly push into my ass as his tongue kept up its slow, pleasing motions on my clit.
“Relax,” Gus murmured when he felt me automatically tense. When I struggled to, he buried his face in the crook of my neck, sucking a mark where my shoulder and neck met.
I gasped in surprise as a hint of pain clashed with the bliss, my mind jolting in a whole other direction as Marcus fit his entire finger inside.
“That’s it,” Marcus praised me before lubing up another finger to add with the first. He moved slowly, pushing them deep and dragging them out. Over and over. Until I started to push myself down on his fingers, enjoying the added pressure along with the friction on my clit. “See? It’s going to feel amazing.”
My eyes shifted past Marcus, sweeping over Ti, the twins, and Marlo, who watched with one hand resting over the erection his pants were doing a poor job of hiding. Knowing that they were enjoying the show just made the knot in my stomach twist even tighter, my entire body humming with heat.
“More,” I breathed out.
Marcus added a third finger, stretching me even more. The sensation was odd and new, but there was a tingle of pleasure that intensified with every rock of his fingers. It was a taste of how good it could be.
“Good,” Gus murmured as he cupped my chin, tilting my head back for another kiss. He was a man of few words, but the ones he spoke made me want this even more.
After another minute of preparing me, I was about to explode, needing Marcus to give me everything. I needed it all.
“I want it, Marcus. Please, fuck me,” I begged him, nearly writhing between the effective work of his tongue and fingers.
Marcus drew away from me and stripped off his white T-shirt, a satisfied grin playing out on his lips.
“Look at you. Sounding like a good little slut,” he teased, sharing a chuckle with the others. “Do you know how badly I’ve been wanting to fuck you? Now, I get to fuck your ass too? Must be my lucky day.”
My face burned a little from how dirty his words were, but I loved every single one of them. I let him lay me on my back across the tattoo table, my head hanging off slightly and my feet planted on the other edge as he moved between my legs.
Gus stepped close to me, having already shed his tank top, and undid his pants to free his thick cock. He was as big as I imagined, making my eyes widen a little as he offered himself to me.
I reached up and ran my hand over his length, my fingers barely able to touch around him. When I felt the head of Marcus’s thoroughly lubed-up cock press against my entrance, I automatically tensed as I peered up at Gus, silently asking for him to take my mind off the initial entry.
Gus crouched down so that we were eye-level as I tilted my head back. He brushed a few strands of hair out of my face and stroked my flushed cheeks.
“Breathe,” he told me.
Marcus caressed my inner thighs with his free hand before rubbing his thumb in slow circles against my clit, drawing a low moan from me as he slowly started to push his cock inside of me. The feeling was hard to describe, but I could feel the stretch, the burn, and the faint thrum of bliss that was soon to come.
“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re taking my cock so well,” he praised me as he watched his cock start to slowly disappear.
It was all almost overwhelming, but it felt indescribably amazing. I turned my head to watch the others as they kept their eyes on me, admiring how I took Marcus and probably wishing it was them instead. A dull pulse of pleasure throbbed between my thighs at the thought, and I was sure that they would have their turn soon.
“Good girl,” Gus murmured as a whimper broke from me.
Before I knew it, Marcus was fully buried in my ass, a confusing mixture of discomfort and pleasure taking hold of me. He started slowly rocking in and out of me, starting with shallow thrusts and gradually going deeper. His thumb continued its motions on my clit, and the pleasure started to intensify.
“Oh… woah…” I moaned as my body started to warm up, a fluttering sensation erupting between my thighs. The more he moved, the less discomfort I felt, and it started to feel really good. Better than I imagined. “Marcus…”