Total pages in book: 121
Estimated words: 113880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 113880 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 569(@200wpm)___ 456(@250wpm)___ 380(@300wpm)
Did I imagine my moment with Allie was going to be like this?
No. Absolutely not.
Do I think she should go through with this? Well, it isn’t my decision.
This proposal is about Allie getting to experience sexual freedom, and if she wants this, it’s totally her decision. I’ll be her partner in exploration.
But if Carson is coercing her...if the group is worried, then I’ll back away.
Whatever Allie wants, Allie gets.
“Carson, you need to back up,” Oliver says. “Give her a minute. Let her breathe and decide.”
“It’s okay,” Allie says, grabbing hold of Carson’s shoulder and holding him in place. “I’m okay. This is what I want.”
Well, shit. I was not expecting her to sound that certain. I don’t even have a condom, which is stupid. I knew I was third, so I should have been prepared. No scout badges for me. Carson won’t award me any points.
My legs are aching from the run I took earlier, and this sunbed isn’t exactly the sturdiest piece of furniture to fuck on or the optimal height. I can think of a million places that I could fuck Allie that would be better than here, but I’m not walking away because of logistics.
“Here,” Theron says, shoving a foil packet into my hand. His eyes linger on Allie’s sweet pink pussy, glistening with her arousal. She’s ready for me. Of that, I’m certain.
Carson’s hand is still wrapped around her panties and he’s going to need to move it for me to have enough space, but he doesn’t seem to want to. I tap his elbow as I unzip my jeans. He gets the hint and releases Allie’s panties. I wrap my cock with an unusual tremble in my hands. Shit. I need to get it together. The urge to bounce on my toes is overwhelming. I crack my knuckles before I slide my hands up Allie’s legs, hooking my fingers into the sides of her panties and easing them down. Her pretty feet lift from the bed and then drop back. I want to kiss her, but Carson is there, still hovering, still the only person in her line of sight.
I rest my knees on either side of her hips, using my cock to stroke through her labia, teasing. I can’t see her expression, but I can feel when she clenches in response. I get to watch her clit swell and feel her get wetter. There’s a strange sense of separation, but I push inside her in one firm thrust, closing my eyes as she grips me like a vise.
“Does that feel good?” Carson asks her.
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Is he thick?” Carson’s fingers squeeze her breast as he asks the question, and I feel her body's response around me.
“Yes,” she gasps as I begin to move.
“Shit,” Theron says from behind me. The eight men currently not involved are getting to watch their own live porno whether they want to or not.
As I keep a steady tempo, adding a thumb to her clit, Carson pushes down the top of her dress and the strapless bra she’s wearing beneath. He sucks her nipples, first one, then the other, leaving them pink tipped and glossy and I finally get the eye contact I’ve been craving.
“Jimmy,” Allie whispers, reaching out a hand to clasp my arm.
“Yes, princess.” I take her hand in mine and bring it to my lips. Her eyes roll as I push in deeper…as deep as I can go. She takes me so well, as though her body was shaped just for me.
I want Carson to leave us now. I want Allie all to myself. If I could, I’d pick her up and take her into the house. Maybe finish against the wall with my mouth pressed to hers. But I’m not alone. I’m linked to these other nine men, and Allie isn’t mine.
“You feel so good,” I tell her. “This…it’s fucking crazy…are you sure…”
I don’t get to finish because her eyes roll as Carson bites her and then she’s coming, clamping down so hard I have to grit my teeth. She’s so tight her orgasm triggers mine, and I cry out, grasping onto her hips, releasing deep inside her, feeling like my brain is going to explode and this whole experience will be the death of me. I throw my head back, startled at the explosion of stars above us, and Allie continues to grip my hand through it all.
Carson kisses her lips. “You were perfect,” he says. Then he turns to me.
“Take her inside.”
He doesn’t need to tell me twice. I’m still inside her when I pick her up. She wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck, and I stride toward the doors. My heart is beating so fast and hard I know she’ll feel it against her cheek. All I want to do is get us away from onlookers so I can talk to her and take care of her.