Page 57 of Addicted to You


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“Touch yourself, tell us when you’re ready for more.”

My hand flies out, rubbing fast circles on myself. There’s really no need, just watching them,bothof them, play with themselves in front of me has me ready to go.

“Damn,” Liam breathes out, watching me as he works his cock, his chest rising as fast as mine.

“Ready for that taste, buddy?” Travis asks.

My hand falters, and my eyes dart between the two of them. Not sure where he’s going with this, but doubt that I’ll tell him no either way.

Liam nods eagerly, no longer looking shy or uncertain. Travis leans down and snatches my wrist, bringing it to Liam’s mouth, and slowly pushes my fingers between his lips. My skin tingles as Liam sucks and licks the taste of me off my fingers, groaning quietly as he does. An unbearable ache builds in my core. I’m going to come so fast.

“Told you she was sweet.” Travis gives Liam another nod, and Liam brings the toy back to my clit, sliding it back and forth over me, getting it wetter. He moves lower, ready to push in, but Travis stops him. “Tease her a little first, more fun that way.” He smirks at me, knowing I don’t like to be teased. When I’m ready to go I’m ready togo.

I don’t stop him, though. Everything they’re doing, and everything he’s saying is so hot I feel like I’m going to burst into flames.

Following Travis’s instructions, Liam teases me with strokes against my clit, and only feeds me an inch of the fake cock before pulling it back out. I’m writhing on the bed, panting, ready to scream when Travis finally takes mercy on me. “Ok, I think she’s ready now.”

I let out a sigh of relief, and he chuckles. Liam’s eyes flick to me, silently asking for permission, so I smile at him. As soon as I do, he slowly inches the toy inside me. I moan as the rubber stretches me.

“Jesus,” Liam mutters, trying to give himself some love while he buries the toy fully inside me.

Travis slaps the hand Liam has on his cock. “Don’t be selfish, shecomesfirst.” Liam drops his dick so fast I have to bite back my laugh. “Now, thrust in and out just like youwould if you were fucking her, but talk to her. Ask her what feels good.”

Liam’s face turns determined as he starts thrusting in and out of me, building up a rhythm. I peer over at Travis, who is already watching me. I can’t help but let my eyes drift to his hard cock, the tip shimmering proof that he’s as turned-on as I am.

“This feel good, Ellie?” Liam asks.

“Yes, don’t stop.”

My words must give him confidence because he leans over the bed, holding himself up with one hand next to my thigh as he pounds the toy into me relentlessly.

“You’re doing so good, Ellie. Shit,” Liam praises, positioning the rubber cock at just the right angle and thrusting deep. “What a perfect little pussy you have. Taking this cock so well.”

Oh Jesus.

“Mother fuck,” Travis grits, his strokes picking up, his eyes zeroed in on where his bandmate is pumping a dildo in and out of my body.

I’m in sensory overload heaven, watching Travis work himself in a frenzy, Liam subtly grinding his dick into the edge of the mattress while fucking me with a toy. I’m about to come, but I don’t want to. Not yet.

“Put your hand around her throat,” Travis commands Liam, who falters. “She likes it.”

Liam doesn’t seem convinced, but he brings his hand up and cups my throat. I arch into it, but he’s not putting any pressure on me.

“Harder,” I moan, and he grunts, fucking me harder. I meant for him to squeeze my throat harder, but that works too.

Knowing me so well, Travis knocks Liam’s hand off my throat and uses his own to squeeze, adding just the right amount of pressure. I shatter. “Ohhh God!” I scream, anintense orgasm tearing through me, causing my legs to shake uncontrollably. My eyes roll back, stars dancing behind my eyelids as bursts of pleasure crash through every inch of my body.

“Holy shit, that was beautiful,” Liam says. He’s staring at me in awe, still slowly working in and out of me.

“Don’t stop.”

My eyes snap to Travis at his demand. He backs away from the bed just enough to reach the nightstand again. My brows pinch together as he brings the bullet vibrator out.

“You’re gonna give us another one.”

I swallow, but my legs fall farther apart on their own. I’ve never been one to turn down an orgasm. I’m not crazy.

“Turn over.” Travis’s voice is another demand, and I don’t fight it. Liam slips the dildo from me, and I roll to my stomach, anticipation lighting up my skin. I turn my head, but I don’t see Travis beside me. They’re both behind me now.