Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46095 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 230(@200wpm)___ 184(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Home, with her.
Home that’d never felt like home before she got there. She was the missing piece to all of this, the part that brought us all together.
The part we were never going to let go of.
Epilogue
Cora
The door to the office slams shut, and I gasp as hands lift me off the ground and into a hard, chiseled body. More hands slide over my ass, teasing up my sides as another man comes up behind me, nuzzling my neck and making me gasp in pleasure. We all stumble over to the desk, papers and files and a cup full of pens scattering onto the floor as they lay me across it and start to tear the clothes from my body.
God, could every day be like this?
“They” are Nolan, Garret, and Max, of course. And we’re in Nolan’s classroom, on graduation day. Graduation day. My graduation day, from Gilman College, which I’m preparing for by laying across Nolan’s classroom desk and letting him and the two other loves of my life slip my panties down my legs and start to devour me with their mouths.
So, here’s the deal.
As much as all three of the guys were ready to say fuck it and take whatever came their way for standing up and saying they loved me publicly, I couldn’t let them do that. I just couldn’t. Their careers meant too much to them, and honestly, Nolan and Garret are amazing educators. I couldn’t let them trash that for me.
So, as much as they protested, I won.
…I have a sneaky way of doing that with them.
We kept what we all were a secret. For publicity reasons, and to give me a reason to be living in their house, I officially became the public girlfriend of ex-football star Max O’Reilly. Yes, it meant my name was all over the tabloids, and that our relationship was talked about at length on Good Morning America, and on ESPN, and pretty much everywhere on the internet. But really, I didn’t care at all. Sure, there were assholes who called Max all sorts of things for dating a girl my age at his age. They called me worse stuff, actually. But we shrugged it off.
It helps that we all knew the real scandal was a million times juicier.
Only the three of us — well, and Kenzie because I couldn’t not tell her — knew what the real deal was, that at night, Max O’Reilly went home with “his” girlfriend and shared her with his two best friends, all together, most of the time.
Max enjoyed the shit out of it all, by the way. Yes, he had to turn down the athletics director job, but he got to spend the next two and a half years of my college career being as physical with me as he wanted in public. Poor Nolan and Garret had to grin and bear it until they could get me behind closed doors and ravage me.
Which they did, frequently, and with a passion that took my breath away most nights.
So, that’s why we’re here today, in Nolan’s classroom, on his desk. Because part of keeping the secret was a strict no touching rule anywhere but behind closed doors. As much as I’d been dying to act out the hot older teacher fantasy in a classroom, it was just too risky. But here, two hours before I walk across the stage? Well, temptation won out.
It helps that I’ve been stoking this particular fantasy with Garret and Nolan for two years.
Nolan ended up teaching a few upperclassman classes that I needed to take. As did Garret. I became that student — you know, the one that always sits in the front of the class, right in front of her teachers desk.
But I also became the student that got really fond of wearing skirts to class.
…And not wearing panties. And spreading her legs a lot.
For two and half years, without them being able to fuck me right there in the classroom, even when no one else was around, I teased the hell out of them. So, we’re making good on it now.
I moan as Max practically tears the buttons from my blouse, pulling it open and popping the front clasp on my bra. He growls, his jaw tightening as my breasts are bared to him, before he leans in and drops his mouth to my body. I gasp, back arching off of Nolan’s desk as Max’s tongue swirls across my nipple.
My moans are silenced by Nolan’s mouth as he kisses me hungrily, his hands yanking the shirt and the bra away from me. Garret’s hands slide up my legs, hooking his fingers into my panties and sliding them down my legs. He groans as he brings them to his face, inhaling and growling like an animal.
“Damn, I will never get tired of how fucking sweet your pussy tastes, baby girl,” he breathes, dropping the panties as he moves towards me. He unbuttons his shirt, revealing his gorgeous, chiseled muscles and tossing the shirt away before he moves in. His hands slide up my legs, pushing them wide apart. His lips trail up my thighs, making me whimper as Nolan pulls away and starts to tear his own clothes off.