Page 86 of Undone By The Mountain Daddies

And he looks furious.

“She’s close,” Eli informs him after glancing over his shoulder. “Leave us alone.”

Cash takes one look at me and says, “She can be a lot closer.”

He leans in, rips off my shirt and squeezes both of my breasts.

“Beautiful,” he groans, settling onto the couch beside me.

His mouth lowers to my nipple, and I watch in awe as he sucks and bites and teases.

My hands are clamped around Knox’s dick. I’m using him as an anchor, and he seems okay with that for the moment.

“You’re a dirty little thing, aren’t you?” grunts Cash when we lock eyes.

My heart beats erratically in my chest, threatening to burst. He knows what I want—to feel all of this with every fiber of my being. To stop hiding behind masks and stupid material things.

“I want you screaming my name,” says Cash in a hoarse voice. He obviously hasn’t woken up fully yet. He’s forgotten that Henry is down the hall.

“There will be no screaming, unfortunately,” says Knox, his dick twitching in my grip. “Isn’t that right, baby?”

A little whimper is all I can manage for now as I take Knox back into my mouth.

“Move aside,” Cash instructs in a gruff tone, looking at both of the other guys.

“No,” says Eli. “Fuck off, Cash.”

Cash takes one look at Eli and removes his pants. He takes out his dick, and I almost choke on Knox’s when I see the strained vein running up the center of it.

Cash is so unbelievably hard.

I’m sucking one dick and admiring another. God knows what the press would say about this. They should obviously stop focusing on me and enjoy life more. A lot of people in LA, including Holden, walk around like they’ve got pencils shoved up their ass.

Maybe I’m being battered by the press, but at least I’m getting off and having a good time.

Life has so much more to offer, and it took being stranded in a blizzard for me to realize that.

Cash slots his cock into my entrance. I’m sure he did this with the hopes of Eli backing off, but Eli is still rubbing my clit.

Unintentional teamwork.

I gasp as Cash slowly pushes in. He stretches me, and I have to focus on my breathing for a moment. He begins driving into me forcefully, so much so that the legs of the couch are scraping against the wood floors.

“Slow down,” hisses Eli. “Don’t wake Henry.”

“Sienna doesn’t want me to slow down, do you?”

Son of a bitch. He wants me to come so he can lord it over me the rest of my life.

I tip my chin and do something Cash won’t like—I clench my walls so he can’t move inside me.

Knox’s dick is back in my throat, and now he’s trembling, getting closer to emptying himself into me. I’ll make sure to lick him clean when he comes.

I’m so close and have been for what feels like hours, but I can’t let myself go for Cash. Not yet.

I keep my walls clamped around his dick.

“If this is a game, you need to stop it now.”