Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19281 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 96(@200wpm)___ 77(@250wpm)___ 64(@300wpm)
“You okay?”
Has a man ever been so tuned in to what I’m feeling, or paid this much attention?
I reassure him with more nods and a grin. “I’m so good. Really, really good.”
“Yeah, me too. My god, you feel amazing, Sabby. So wet and so tight… shit, I can’t talk about it, or I’ll never last.”
I giggle at his pained expression and lean up to kiss him. When I rest my head back down, his brows draw together in focused concentration, and he presses in further.
Not even all the way in, and he’s already filling me so full.
With a cock like his, it would probably feel good no matter who he was, but the fact that I know him so well, and that we’ve shared laughs, fun times, and so many good conversations over the years—that all makes it even better.
Our hearts have already bonded, and now our bodies are finally coming together.
He presses all the way in, both of us groaning when his hips bump against mine and he’s fully inside me. After a short pause, he draws back, creating the most delicious friction, and then pumps back into me, quicker and with more intensity.
Nothing has ever felt so good.
He dips his head to suck on one of my nipples as he starts to move faster. He’s angled in a way where his body massages my clit with each thrust, and it’s less than a minute before I’m grabbing for him and holding on tight as another orgasm overtakes me.
“Oh, fuck yeah, Sab.” When my eyes flicker open, his are on me, watching me come apart beneath him, pounding into me through my climax, taking me higher and higher.
“Fuck, that felt amazing, being inside you while you came,” he tells me as I start to come down from my peak.
“Yeah.” I give him a smile that I hope conveys all that I can’t manage to say right now.
“Goddamn, you are beautiful when you come.” He drops a quick kiss on my lips and then increases his pace until he’s pistoning in and out of me. No problems with duration at all.
My body rocks on the bed with the rhythm of his thrusts, and then I finally get to watch him come apart, his face contorting in beautiful agony and ecstasy, his cock going still and then throbbing deep inside me.
More tears spring to the corners of my eyes, but I wipe them away, not wanting him to think he’s hurt me, because that couldn’t be further from the truth.
We smile at each other when he’s finished. His face is so familiar to me, yet there’s something new in his eyes and his expression, something wonderful.
He kisses me once more, slow and deep and delicious, and then pulls out of me, his fingers stroking across my body, making me feel adored.
I’d been fully lost in a world with Xander, so it’s almost a surprise when I leave our little bubble and find Damien, Jack, and Victor in the room with us.
A really good surprise.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
After Xander goes off to deal with the spent condom, I sit up and reach for Victor, who’s nearest to me.
His cock is clearly hard inside his pants, and I can’t resist sliding my palm over it. I touched it at the club, and now I can’t wait to see it.
“I’m remembering your dance tonight,” I say, thinking of the lap dance he gave me. “I never knew you had moves like that.”
“I guess I learned a thing or two during Club Red training.” His eyes shift back and forth between my face and where my hand is touching him.
“Vic danced for you?” Damien sounds surprised.
I nod. “He was really good.”
Damien raises a brow, but he’s watching too, watching me stroke his friend’s cock through his tight pants.
“All of your costumes were good, too,” I say, “though now I can’t wait to get you out of them.” My fingers are swift as they open the snap and pull down his zipper. Unlike Xander, Victor has boxer briefs on, but he helps me take them off.
My mouth waters when I’m finally faced with his cock in all its glory, and I’m a greedy girl as I claim it with my hands and watch it get harder at my touch. I move onto all fours and bring my mouth to it, touching the tip with my tongue first, and then opening wide to wrap my lips around it, making Victor groan.
It’s impossible to take all of him in my mouth, but I use my hands and tongue, and he must like what I’m doing, because his head drops back, eyes closed, and his fists clench and unclench at his sides.
Meanwhile, out of the corner of my eye, I notice Damien taking off his pants. His weight sinks the mattress as he climbs onto the bed behind me, and then his hands are on my bare bottom, caressing my cheeks.