Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 71814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71814 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 359(@200wpm)___ 287(@250wpm)___ 239(@300wpm)
“You want my cock that bad? Ask for it,” he said. “Show me how bad you want it.”
Show him. Now, that sounded like a challenge. That sounded like fun.
I took his hands instead, drawing the two fingers that were just inside of me and still glistening wet to my mouth. My lips wrapped around them, my tongue caressing the underside as my mouth turned up at the corners in a coy smile.
Paolo’s breath hitched as he watched me suck on his fingers.
“You dirty girl,” he groaned before reaching down to release his cock from his briefs with his free hand. Its long, hard length dropped against my inner thigh before he stroked himself a few times. “Come here, beautiful.”
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he grabbed the small of my back, pulling my ass to the edge of his desk. We didn’t even bother getting fully undressed. I needed him inside of me now, and discarded clothes and candles screamed fire hazard.
It was already hot enough in his office.
Paolo sank his cock inside of me, inch by inch until he was sheathed inside.
I was left breathless for a few seconds, my eyes squeezing shut at the stretch. It felt so good, though. So full.
“Show me how you’ve fantasized about fucking me,” I told him.
“Gladly,” Paolo replied before pulling his cock out, only to drive himself right back in.
My responding moan filled his entire office, and if anyone else was at the station, I was pretty sure they would’ve heard me. Maybe I didn’t care at this point. I had singular connections with each of them, but the overall bond I had with all of them was a whole different story.
Paolo grabbed the underside of my thighs, parting my legs even more as he drove into me over and over. The sounds of quick breathing and skin hitting skin surrounded us, the atmosphere growing hotter and hotter by the second.
My core fluttered and pounded as he worked me closer and closer to orgasm. The angle he was hitting had his cock drenched, and I couldn’t have formed a sentence right then if I tried.
“So good. Take me just like that,” Paolo praised as he watched his cock disappear deep inside of me over and over.
Tension built up in my lower stomach like a bomb threatening to go off. Every thrust made the sensation more overwhelming, nearly making me break a sweat because my skin was so hot.
“Paolo… yes…” I gasped as I dropped my head back.
Paolo brought his thumb back to my clit, sending an extra surge of bliss through me.
My back arched off the desk as my composure shattered. My orgasm tore through me, eliciting a cry from me as I succumbed to pure, hot euphoria.
Paolo’s dark eyes watched me come undone in front of him. He thrusted into my trembling body, drawing out my orgasm even longer before finishing inside of me with a groan.
“Fuck…” he breathed out as his movements slowed to an eventual stop. He remained buried inside of me as we recovered, our eyes shifting to each other. “You really are something special.”
A bashful smile crossed my face as I placed my hands on his shoulders, anchoring our bodies together.
“I don’t know,” I replied. I tried to be unique, but I was also following so many of my mom’s footsteps. Part of me was still stuck in the past.
“I do know. The others… I think they like you too,” Paolo said as he tucked my hair behind my ears.
I bit into my bottom lip for a second, searching his eyes to see if he knew the truth. Did he know that I slept with some of his crew members? Would he be upset?
“I… I’ve been with them too. Like this,” I admitted, my heartbeat stopping as I waited for his answer.
Paolo’s eyebrows lifted.
“Really? They haven’t said anything,” he stated.
“We haven’t really openly talked about it,” I told him. We kept acting on our feelings but not talking about them. Eventually, we would run into a wall. “Are you upset? I swear I’m not trying to distract them or anything.”
Paolo suddenly chuckled.
“This is a very welcome distraction,” he assured me as he gestured to our joined bodies as we held each other close. When I relaxed and laughed too, he stroked my cheek. “They’re the finest men I know, and I’ve taken quite a liking to you as well. Why would I be upset about you being involved with them too?”
“Some people don’t like to share,” I pointed out. It still shocked me that there hadn’t been any jealousy or pettiness lingering around the fire station.
“Understandable, but there’s something different about sharing someone special with the men who you trust with your life,” Paolo explained. “You’ve made them happy. That makes me happy. And we can protect you better the closer we are to you. See how things can still work out in our favor?”