Nash’s hands find my waist while he licks the beads of sweat along my throat.
“Fuck, that was so damn hot,” Saylor appreciates from the sideline as I look up at him, thoroughly spent.
Hunter stands up from the bed, but Nash’s hand finds my pussy, groaning at all the wetness and the mess I made.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet.
He shifts me off him, lays me down on the bed,and starts to open his jeans. “Fuck, this is going to feel like a fucking slip and slide.”
I laugh, pulling a hand over my eyes, embarrassed, but when I look up again, he is being pulled away from me by a hand gripping his sweater on his shoulder.
“She told us she’s done,” Hunter chides Nash before all three pairs of ocean blue eyes look at me.
“Are you?” Nash asks, and I bite my bottom lip before checking myself.
I’m spent, I am. But damn. The picture Nash just painted in my head…
I crave it.
I slowly shake my head, and Nash whispers a “Fuck yes” before he loses his clothes and gets up on the bed again,manhandling me. “Get on your hands and knees for us, pretty girl.”
I do, and when I look up, Hunter is standing next to the bed, reaching down to grab my chin. “You sure?”
I nod. “Are you? You’re going to be late.”
All three of them huff a laugh like I just told the funniest joke ever, but before I can ask what the fuck I said, I hear a foil packet being opened and feel a hand on my ass.
“Are we gonna do this or not? Because fuck, I need to fill that perfect pussy, like now,” Nash grumbles from behind me, and when I look over my shoulder, I find him with his eyes locked on my ass before he glides his cock up and down my slit.
I turn again on a shudder, only to find myself face to face with Hunter’s big cock. I open my mouth in a gasp when Nash suddenly enters me, Hunter brings his cock to my lips, and I let him glide between them as far as I can take him.
“Fuck, why is this so fucking hot?” Saylor asks from somewhere beside Nash while Hunter and I groan together.
Hunter’s hand finds its way into my hair, tilting my head upward so my throat aligns with him. I’m breathing through my nose, nearly choking on his girth as tears form in my eyes.
“You okay?” Hunter asks, the heat in his eyes replaced by concern while his cock is pushed deeper inside me with the movements from Nash pounding me.
I can only nod slightly, my position restricting how much I can move.
I love every second of this.
Seeing it in my eyes, Hunter relaxes and starts to pull back slightly, only to push back inside me, fucking me in tandem with Nash.
“So damn tight,” Nash mutters from behind before he slaps my ass, then rubs the heated spot. “Look at you, taking two cocks at the same time. God, you’re perfect.”
I moan around Hunter’s cock, and Saylor’s fingers find my clit. Nash quickens his pace, my pussy squeezing him, and he moans my name when he lets his hand glide to my clit too.
Saylor’s fingers leave, allowing Nash to take over, only to find their way to my ass, the sensation in their wake completely foreign but in a good way, making me shudder.
“Wanna have one of us in all your holes?” Saylor asks, and I can hear his grin when he lets his finger glide inside my ass, only to pull it out again, over and over in tandem with his brothers fucking my mouth and my pussy.
Once more, there is no stretch where Saylor’s fingers are, just this intense feeling. I moan around Hunter’s cock, loudly this time, completely caught off guard by the orgasm that washes over me out of nowhere, making me clench around Nash.
He mutters a stream of curses as he falls over the edge with me, pulling my hips close and sinking in deep.
“Swallow for me,” Hunter grits out as his grip on my hair tightens and he thrusts deeper. I try to relax even more as he does, allowing him to push down my throat.
I’m rewarded with a guttural groan as he guides my head, thrusting a few more times before I swallow around him. Hunter grunts, his warm cum coating my throat before he pulls out, and I swallow, ensuring nothing is wasted.
