Page 54 of Contracted to the Bikers

“She’s fine,” Boone assures her. “I just put her to bed, she was out like a light halfway through the first story.”

“Thank you,” she says, stepping onto her tiptoes to kiss his cheek. “For looking after her today and keeping her occupied while Connor was here.”

“Of course. You don’t need to thank me. We’re a team.”

“Did she say anything about Connor?” she asks, biting her lip.

Boone grins now, a big dopey grin that makes him seem like a goofy kid instead of a hulking giant. “She asked if I would be her dad instead. She said she prefers having three dads.”

Sloane smiles at that, we all do. “She’s got good taste. I prefer to have all three of you too.”

“Does that mean you want to start calling us ‘Daddy’ too?” I purr.

Sloane swats me playfully, the atmosphere now charged. I lift her with ease, swinging her into my arms and kissing her. She wraps her legs around my waist, kissing me back passionately. My cock twitches in response, hardening in my pants. I force myself to pull back. “It’s been an emotional day. If you don’t want—”

She silences me with kisses before saying, “I want this, I need this.”

I nod, continuing to kiss her as I move over to the couch in the corner of the room. Boone and Rook follow behind. I put her down on the couch but she springs back up again.

“Sit, all of you,” she orders. I sit in the middle with Rook and Boone either side.

Sloane slowly peels off her clothes, watching us the whole time. She pulls her dress over her head, letting it flutter to the floor. She’s wearing a pale blue lingerie set that’s a favorite of mine.

“Now you,” she says.

Again, we don’t argue, shrugging off our clothes until we’re just in boxers. I’m too familiar with Rook and Boone at this point to feel awkward about their proximity to me on the sofa. At times with Sloane, their bodies feel like extensions of mine.

She eyes us hungrily. I know she’s attracted to us equally, my chiseled physique, Rook’s muscular power, Boone’s brawn. She unhooks her bra, slowly removing it, her nipples pink and pert. She turns around to remove her panties, bending over slightly to tease us with a glimpse of her perfect pussy between her firm buttocks as she peels the lace down to the floor, touching her toes. She steps out of them and turns back around, unashamed to stand before us naked and proud.

“Now you.”

I don’t take my eyes off her as I pull my boxers down, kicking them away. My cock springs to attention, hard without her even touching me. I don’t need to look at the guys to know they’re doing the same. Sloane drops to her hands and knees, crawling on all fours toward her, the slow, feline sway of her hips making me even harder.

As she reaches the couch, she moves onto her knees, placing her hands on my knees and looking into my eyes. She moves a hand onto Rook’s thigh, the other onto Boone’s as she bends her head, moving to take my cock in her mouth.

I breathe out, a hissing relief between my teeth as she takes me deep, her hands expertly moving to pleasure Rook and Boone at the same time. From this angle, I can see the curve of her spine, the roundness of her ass as her head bobs up and down, her nipples brushing against my legs. It feels fucking incredible, but we’re not able to keep our hands off of Sloane for long.

Rook slides off the couch, moving to stroke and caress her pussy from behind. She moans, the vibrations tickling my balls and making my cock harder. Rook lifts her hips, moving her onto all fours and thrusting his cock inside her. She cries out as he fucks her hard and fast. Rook may have kept his cool with her ex here, but now he allows the primal need to claim her to burst forth. I move aside to watch, to give them a moment alone, to give her breathing room to scream with pleasure.

I can’t resist touching her, though. I reach out to stroke her sensitive skin, my caress so soft in comparison with Rook’s roughness. I pinch and tweak her nipples, feeling them harden under my touch. She looks fucking magnificent, and I tell her so.

“You’re so fucking sexy.”

As Boone moves into position to fuck her while she sucks Rook’s cock, I sit back and watch, stroking the length of my shaft. The only thing I feel watching her fuck my two best friends is horny and lucky. Lucky to have her, lucky to share her.

Her mouth spreads wide, taking Rook deep, tears forming at her eyes a little from the sensation. Boone doesn’t fuck as hard as Rook, but he’s so big that I know he’s hitting deep and full. I force myself to slip away for a second, grabbing a toy that we keep hidden in the desk. When I return, I place the vibrator against her clit and turn it on.

She responds immediately, moaning out in surprised pleasure. I can feel how soaking wet she is, how close.

“Oh fuck,” Boone grunts, and I know from experience that her pussy is gripping him like a vise as she cums. “I’m cumming,” he grunts, thrusting deep.

Rook pulls back, allowing the moan of pleasure as Sloane reaches her climax to escape her lips. We move again, this time I sit on the couch, Sloane on top of Rook, facing the other direction, riding reverse cowgirl. He bounces her up and down on his cock, her tits jiggling enticingly.

He holds her arms back, opening her up, and I tease her whole body. I lick and suck her nipples, stroking her soaking wet clit before placing the vibrator against it. She cries out, overwhelmed, and Boone comes to kiss her lips, holding her hair out of her face.

“I’m close, baby,” Rook whispers in her ear.

“Me too,” she whimpers.