My face flushes but somehow the heat that floods my core is an even greater intensity.
Alec climbs onto the bed beside me and distracts me momentarily. His brown eyes don’t take themselves off of mine. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Cora.” He leans down, his hand finding my waist and sliding up under my shirt. Alec lowers himself so his face is only a wisp away from mine.
Meanwhile, Miller positions his body between my legs, both of his hands gripping my thighs and angling themselves closer and closer…
I moan as his warm breath finds my sex at the same time Alec presses his lips to mine.
Alec smiles against my kiss and latches onto the base of my neck, holding me in place to kiss me deeper. Our tongues frantically mingle, and I struggle to process the sensations coursing through me.
Miller wastes no more time and shoves a finger inside of me. “You’re so wet for us, baby girl.” He pulls it out and slides it over my eager clit, giving it the smallest attention before thrusting it back into me.
I moan again, this time breaking the connection between me and Alec and panting a bit.
“You like how he finger fucks you?” Alec repositions himself and reaches down to drag my skirt up, exposing me even more than I already was. He spits into his hand and immediately finds my clit, rubbing circles and applying pressure.
I drop my elbows and lie down on my back, arching toward their torment and dragging my fingers through my hair.
Alec glides his free hand up and under my shirt, pinching my already peaked nipple and sending another jolt of pleasure through me.
“God damn,” I mutter.
Miller stops his movement abruptly and stares up at me. “If you’re going to be moaning anyone’s name, baby, it won’t be God’s. He can’t save you from what we have in store for you.”
“I-I’m, s-sorry.” I clench around his finger and desperately ache for him to continue.
“Good girl,” Miller says as he slowly begins to move again. But a second later, he fills me more, at least three of his fingers thrusting into me, deeper and deeper, harder and harder.
“Don’t go easy on her,” Alec tells him, rubbing my clit faster.
I stare between the two of them, wondering how the fuck I got this lucky to have their hands on my body at all, let alone at the same time. Is this what June’s sex life is like, only with two more guys added to the mix? It’s no wonder she’s drunk in love and, for the first time in her twenty-something years, content with being in a relationship.
I can’t say I blame her—having four guys completely enamored by you has to be a life-changing experience.
Not to mention, the four guys being rich as fuck and sexy as sin.
My release builds, and I chase it, grateful for the euphoria just on the horizon.
But instead of granting me my freedom, Miller frees himself and brings his hand to his mouth, sucking my lust off his fingers.
Alec stops, too, his own hand trailing to his lips. “You taste so fucking sweet.”
My chest heaves, and I bite at my cheek. “I was so close,” I pant.
“I know.” Miller sits up and unbuttons his pants. “I need to feel you come around my cock, not my fingers.”
Throbbing all over, I grow even more impatient but remain in wait.
“Climb on his cock, babe,” Alec tells me as he reaches out his hand to help me up.
I comply and rise onto my ass, tugging my legs behind me and doing what I can not to stare at Miller’s rock-hard shaft as he frees it from his pants.
With Miller’s eyes latched onto mine, he opens his mouth, spitting onto the tip of his cock and gliding his hand up and down it slowly. “Come here.”
Inching forward, I surprise myself by going along with the request and let Alec guide me onto Miller, my hands resting on Miller’s strong shoulders.
“That’s it,” Miller mutters, his breath mingling with mine. “I want you. Do you want me?”
I nod.
