Total pages in book: 184
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 176002 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 880(@200wpm)___ 704(@250wpm)___ 587(@300wpm)
It’s fucking beautiful.
“Time for dessert,” Josh says with a wicked grin, and Heath grins back.
“Yeah, let’s get your gorgeous girlfriend cleaned up.”
Could this get any better?
I’m in heaven as they gently help me onto all fours. I grab a pillow, stick my ass in the air and drop my head onto the pillow, parting my legs for them.
“Good girl,” Josh says, “you look incredible.”
“Hmm,” I say, swaying my sore ass a little, “I feel incredible. Thanks, guys.”
It’s Heath’s hands that land on my ass. “A hedonistic delight is what you are,” he says and I groan when his tongue circles my asshole.
“Push some out for me,” he says and fuck if my clit isn’t sparking again.
I give a little push and feel the dribble. Heath runs his tongue up, licking me clean.
Josh comes in close, hands on my thigh, his hot mouth lapping at my pussy.
I gasp when he catches my clit with his teeth.
And gasp again when Heath’s tongue pushes deep in my ass.
“That’s so fucking nice,” I say, “but you really should share.”
Josh delivers first, presenting me with two fingers, dripping with Heath’s cum. I suck them clean like a needy bitch. Heath arrives next, but Josh’s cum isn’t on his fingers… it’s in his mouth. He kisses me with a dirty, cum filled mouth, his tongue slick against mine.
“More,” I say once I’ve sucked his tongue clean.
Josh comes back up from my pussy. He hooks his fingers in my cheeks and opens my mouth. I feel like the best dirty slut when he dribbles Heath’s cum from his tongue onto mine.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” Heath says. “Keep your mouth open, Ella.”
I do what I’m told, squirming as Heath digs into my ass for more cream. My stunning idol mirrors my boyfriend and lets the cum dribble from his mouth, right into mine.
“Come here,” I say, and urge them close, both at once, for hot, wet, filthy three-way kisses. The guys keep finger fucking my used ass and pussy, and Josh knows me so well that he takes full advantage of it. I’m still in the aftermath of one hot orgasm, but he works me so well that I have no choice but to reach another height. This one will be so intense, it’s going to hurt.
I stiffen up this time, my mouth open wide as I come, and both of them keep kissing me, licking me, driving their fingers in deep. I dig my nails into both of their backs, a victim to the pure white heat as the climax bursts free.
I’m straining for breath when Josh pulls away, grinning at Heath like a victor.
“So, about my girlfriend,” he says. “Glad I brought her along?”
Heath laughs, looking at my bobbing tits.
“Glad doesn’t cut it, Josh. She’s fucking divine. You’re one lucky guy.”
Oh, to be admired by such wonderful men. I bask in the glow, stretched out between the guys of my fantasies.
“Let’s get a wine,” Heath says. “And then, how about we show your beautiful girlfriend just how filthy things get around here?”
Josh is smirking like a kid in a candy store.
“Sounds like a plan. I want her to see everything.”
Heath tips his head. “You sure about that?”
“Deadly.”
I’m a fish on a hook, controlled by nothing but horniness.
And I love it this way.
Josh supports me on the way downstairs, since my legs are so weak I can hardly walk. We’re all naked together as we give a cheers and knock back our wine in the living room.
Heath laughs as the truth of the matter really sinks in.
“How long have you two been a couple?”
“We met at The Agency Christmas party,” I say. “After that the lines get a little blurry.”
“They weren’t all that blurry,” Josh says, and brushes my hair behind my ear. “I knew from the off, baby. I think you did, too.”
“Yeah, I did.”
“Did Josh tell you about me?” Heath asks, and I shake my head.
“Not a word, no. We take confidentiality mega seriously.” I elbow Josh’s arm. “He even sat and binge watched seasons one and two of your show without so much as a hint. I didn’t have the slightest clue. I can’t believe it.”
Heath tips his glass. “Maybe you’re a better actor than I gave you credit for.”
“I still don’t want a role on Nighttime Whispers,” Josh laughs. “I’d much rather get paid for fucking the star performer, thanks very much.”
Heath Mason is a really nice guy. The wine flows, and the conversation flows just as easily. Heath tells me about how he first found Josh’s profile and has been fucking him ever since. It’s picture perfect to see the pair of them so engaged with each other. Genuine friends. Lovers.
“Josh was the first one to fist me,” Heath announces, just like that. “He was the first guy to piss in my face, too. And you know what they say… once you start, there’s no going back.”