Dante smacks her ass cheek.
“Ow, what was that for?” She releases my hand and pushes up on Finn’s chest.
“For being trouble.” Dante shakes his head and draws her upright against his chest. He grabs her hair and turns her head so she’s looking at me. “Would you help her learn when to keep her words to herself?”
Dante’s eyes hold mine for a moment. His hand slides down to play with her breast.
“Don’t mind me. I’m fine where I am.” Smirking, Finn puts his hands behind his head. My gaze drops to where he and Dante are buried deep inside her. Fuck. I want a turn at that.
“I think he wants you to fuck my mouth, sir.” Sara arches an eyebrow as her lips curve into an impish smile.
It sets something off in me like a bomb detonating. I jerk forward and take her hair, tipping her head back. She gasps and her eyes widen, but not in fear. In anticipation.
“How do you make this stop, trouble?” I take her nipple between my fingers and pinch hard. “Use your words.”
She pants as her green eyes focus on mine. “I tap on a body three times or hum a show tune like Phantom of the Opera. If my mouth is free, I say mercy, which I most definitely am not saying now. Is that what you want to know, sir?”
She blinks up at me like an innocent lamb, but she’s not. Nope, she’s always been trouble.
“Tomorrow, I’ll teach you how to be respectful to your owners. Open your mouth.”
She gives me a little pout before she parts her lips. Her gaze drops to my swollen cock, desperate for release.
I bring her mouth down over me until I feel her gag. When she controls it, I push into her throat and she swallows around me. No one has ever felt better than Sara.
“How does it feel to be stuffed full of cock, princess?” Drew sounds breathless. When I look over at him, he’s stroking his cock.
“She can’t exactly answer you right now.” I pull her off my cock a little and look down into her watery eyes as she gasps. “She’s busy.”
“No worries, I’ll remember my question for later. Please proceed.” Drew can see everything from where he sits. For a moment, I consider going and sitting with him while the other two fuck in and out of her needy holes.
But then Sara’s tongue begins to explore my cock. Fuck.
My eyes practically roll back in my head, but instead, I open my eyes to her sparkling ones. Oh, my sweet little Sara. She’s asking for more than she can take, but I’ll give her every inch of the rope she needs.
I wink at her before I raise my gaze to Dante and Finn. With a slight nod, we all move at once. Fucking in and out of her as she makes these needy little noises in the back of her throat. Her fingers curl around Finn’s biceps as Dante holds her ass cheeks apart, watching his cock and Finn’s shuttle in and out of her.
Meanwhile, my little vixen keeps licking and sucking my cock like it’s her favorite piece of candy. Milk chocolate truffles. Watching her eat them when she was eighteen almost made me bust a nut in public.
Now, I tug on her hair to make her open her eyes and see who’s fucking her mouth. Her eyes collide with mine. She freezes as her body tightens. Pleasure ripples over her naked body in a beautiful pink flush and her throat opens on a scream.
I push in deep, feeling her throat constrict around me. The groans Dante and Finn release fill the air as they come deep inside her. Watching her tremble at the feeling of them, I unload my cum down her swallowing throat. For a moment, we’re all frozen in the pleasure, until time catches up.
Yanking my cock out of her mouth, I bend down and cover her mouth with my own as she gasps in my air. She moans and I can tell a little aftershock works through her body as both of the others groan, almost in agony.
I press my forehead to hers as both of us pant like we’ve been running a marathon. “You’re mine.”
Her green eyes meet mine. “I’m yours.”
Chapter 40
Pooling of Interest
Sara
I don’t know who Drew really is, but I’m pretty sure he’s a god. Because after I take my three guys, Drew opens up another door to a warm bathing room. It’s like a scene from a movie set in ancient Rome.
The floor is sunken into almost a pool, but only three feet deep, with plenty of seating like a hot tub. And it smells amazing, like flowers and herbs. Large enough for a fucking orgy, which is pretty much my new standard for my sex life.
