Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116232 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 387(@300wpm)
The beautiful brown of his irises deepened.
Then he straightened, and his arm fell away from me. Once he was sure Shannon was okay without his support, he padded on his bare feet a few steps and reached for his pants.
“Get on the table,” he said, “like how I was.”
It was clear this order was for me, and I followed it. I sat on the lacquered wood and found it warm in the spot he’d just left, and cold elsewhere against my heated skin. While I took my seat, he pulled out a condom, tore the wrapper, and put it on.
His intense gaze was almost reluctant to leave mine, but it did, and it swung to the other woman. They exchanged a look, him asking his silent question, and Shannon gave him a sexy smirk of approval.
My heart was beating in my throat when he led her to the edge of the table and urged her to stand between my parted knees.
“Lean back on your elbows,” he said.
Again, this command was meant for me. I dropped back, supporting myself on my bent elbows, and once I was how he wanted, he guided her to lean over and place her hands on the tabletop on either side of my body.
“Oh,” I breathed.
The position caused her breasts to kiss mine, and the brush of her soft skin and nipples against mine was so much sexier than I’d expected.
I was only vaguely aware when Eli returned and slipped into the booth. I was more focused on the other woman, and the handsome man moving behind her, preparing.
My lungs squeezed as I watched Noah’s eyes haze and heard Shannon’s whimper of pleasure. I couldn’t see exactly what happened, but I didn’t need to. He’d eased himself inside.
“Fuck,” I whispered.
This hadn’t meant to be a command from me, but he seemed to take it as one.
Once he started moving, there weren’t adequate words to describe how much I enjoyed it. God, I adored being beneath them, loved how he stared at me like he was fucking me and not the woman between us. He had one hand on her hip, but the other was gripping my thigh, and the connection between us felt powerfully intimate.
Like it was just him and me.
Once he established his pace, everything began to blur and fade, lost to the blaze of desire and pleasure. Shannon’s mouth was on my neck, my breasts. I glanced to my left and saw Patrick was fucking his fist in earnest now. I looked to my right and found Eli leaned back in his seat, his arm flung casually across the back of the booth.
But he was staring at me with dark desire.
“Can I touch you?” he asked.
The answers came quickly when Noah asked them, but with Eli it was more complicated. I didn’t feel much desire for him—it was more curiosity. But it was intense.
“Yes,” I said.
He looked fucking thrilled, sat forward, and immediately glided a hand across my chest, palming my breasts.
I went into freefall with all the attention, but the wildest thing was . . . none of it mattered as much as Noah’s. Could he tell how much I was loving this? How incredible it was to be sharing this with him?
Moans swelled from Shannon, and because of the way we were positioned, I could feel every one of his thrusts as they reverberated through her body. Eli had been satisfied when he’d started to caress my breasts, but soon it hadn’t been enough. His fingertips skated across my stomach, trailing downward so he could fit his fingers between my legs and touch my clit.
I gasped. His simple touch, with everything else happening around me, was pure bliss.
A second orgasm for me loomed on the horizon, and it sounded like it might be the same for Shannon. Our group became a mass of sweaty bodies, moving, touching, fucking . . . held together by pleasure.
I was adrift in it, with my gaze fixed on Noah like he was my only anchor.
And eventually, a wave of ecstasy crashed over us, each cresting at a different time. Shannon was the first to succumb, and when her orgasm’s hold faded, she grabbed her husband’s head and pulled him into a feverish kiss.
His fist pumped, his grip so tight it had to be hard for him to slide the head of his cock through it, but he did it. All the while, his shoulders rose and fell with his enormous, labored breaths. Then he shuddered, clamping tighter around the tip, and moaned through each pulse.
Cum leaked out between his fingers, streaking down his shaft.
It was dirty, and sexy as fuck.
“You going to come for me?” an unfamiliar voice asked.
I turned my head, finding Eli staring at me as his fingers rubbed faster on my clit. Sparks of pleasure radiated from his touch, but it was Noah’s hand on me, the one that gently squeezed my thigh, that felt the best.