“I need you. So badly, Georgie.”
Her hands pull my shirt up, and I shuck it off, falling into the bed with the weight of her on my chest. Miles’s hands are on her waist, and we give each other a knowing look.
We’re both here to worship her.
Emmett doesn’t wait for permission from anyone. He slides a palm down Georgia’s back, tugging at her shorts. I help, and she wriggles out of them, left in only a black cotton thong and a black tank top. The curves of her body are so addictive.
She’s unlike any other woman I’ve ever known.
I slip my hand up under her tank, palming her breast while Miles claims her mouth again. Emmett is already at her feet, kissing up her calves, his hair tickling her skin and making her giggle through the moans.
“Oh my god, that tickles,” she says, squirming.
Emmett looks up, winks. “That’s the idea, little peach.”
For a moment, everything is a blur—her hands in my hair, Emmett’s mouth on her thigh, Miles holding her close. The heat of her skin under my fingertips feels so good.
Emmett moves her thong aside and buries his face in her from behind. Georgia’s entire body tenses. She collapses forward with her head on my shoulder, and I hold her steady, stroking her hair as Emmett works her with slow, torturous precision, his tongue licking her from ass to clit.
Miles pulls the tank top off her and tosses it aside, eyes devouring every inch of her exposed skin. He moves to take her nipple in his mouth, sucking slow and gentle, while Emmett alternates between licking and sucking at her clit. I watch as Georgia is completely devoured—all our attention focused on her.
She’s the missing piece. She’salwaysbeen the missing piece.
She grinds her ass into Emmett’s face until she comes undone with a choked sob.
Pleasure overtakes me as I stroke my cock.
The others don’t stop just because she’s orgasmed. Miles rolls her over, Emmett climbs up to kiss her, and I watch as Georgia’s hands find Emmett’s cock. She looks at me, eyes heavy with lust, and then sinks her mouth onto him.
Emmett groans, his eyes rolling back as she stays locked on me. He fists her hair, letting her set the pace. I feel myself getting even harder watching her take him, seeing the ease with which she claims what she wants.
Miles kneels between her, spreading her legs wide. He looks to me, an unspoken question, and I nod.
This is getting easier for me, and I want to see them enjoy themselves, just as much as I want her to do the same. I keep stroking, my eyes shifting between those beautiful ocean eyes, and Miles swiping the head of his cock through her slit.
He then pushes into her, slow at first, and Georgia gasps around Emmett’s cock. I finally kneel at her side, kissing her face, her shoulder, anywhere I can reach. Emmett pulls out and lets her breathe, then kisses her, as I palm her breasts.
Miles pumps in and out of her, his jaw slack while he watches her suck Emmett’s cock. “You’re so good at that, baby. You’re so goddamn good. Suck his cock.”
“Mmm,” Georgia moans, letting Emmett go deeper as she locks eyes with Miles.
“He’s fucking that pussy good, too,” Emmett growls, his knuckles white in her hair. “And now I’m gonna come right down this throat of yours.”
She whimpers, and I stroke my cock harder and faster, as Emmett erupts in her mouth. Georgia beautifully swallows every ounce, and Emmett leans back. He looks to me and nods.
“Come here,” Georgia pants, as Miles rolls them, allowing her to be on top of him. I climb toward her face, lean down and kiss her, and then let her wrap her tongue around the tip of my dick.
“You’re so pretty,” Emmett breathes out. “Goddamn, you take us so perfectly.”
She moans in response, and then Emmett slides off the bed, making his way around to her backside. Georgia pulls her mouth from my cock for a second, just to peer back at Emmett. “Take my ass,please.”
“You got it, baby,” Emmett rasps, positioning himself at her puckered hole.
She deep throats me then, and I see fucking stars, my fingers threading through her tangled locks. Emmett presses into her ass, and Miles lets out a gasp.
“Oh fuck, I love that pressure,” he groans. “I fucking love it.”
“Hell yeah,” Emmett lets out a laugh, and I can’t help but laugh too, pulling out of Georgia’s mouth for a moment. Saliva runs down her chin, and she giggles.
