Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61100 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
He keeps a steady pace, his body growing even hotter over mine, his hand pulling back my hair, giving it a gentle tug that triggers a million little points of pleasure on my head, sensations I didn’t know were possible.
“I’m gonna come, Rose,” he tells me after sliding a hand to my hip to hold me steady. He rocks into me one, two, three more times, and then his body goes stiff, just before his thick cock throbs inside me. I feel each and every pulsation of his orgasm, his breath hot on my back, his hand heavy at my waist.
“Oh fuck, that was good. So much better than good.” He slips out of me, immediately making me feel the absence of him. He rolls onto his back and brings me over with him, tucking me tight against his side.
When his breathing returns to normal, I lean up to kiss him, ignoring the way my brain is screaming at me that this is so much more than just sex. I’m starting to care for him—for all of them—way too much.
26
ROSE
When Hutch gets up to take care of the spent condom, I sit up, almost in a daze.
Zipper is nearby, still holding the chocolate sauce. “Doing alright?” he asks.
“Yeah.” I give him a blissful smile, hardly able to believe the amount of pleasure these men have to offer in just one night. It almost doesn’t seem fair that I get to enjoy them all to myself.
“It’s time to see your artistic talents,” Zipper says, offering the jar to me.
“I don’t have…” I start to protest, but he takes his cock out, and I quickly realize what he has in mind. I dip my fingers into the sauce and smear it onto his hard cock, focusing my efforts on the head of him first, and swirling it around the rim. I go back for more, spreading it up the length of his shaft, my mouth starting to water as I work.
I don’t try to make any fancy pictures; I’m not talented in that way, and my only goal is to make him feel good. When his cock is covered in a thick layer of chocolate, I wrap my hand around his girth and start to tug on him, loving the way he swells at my touch.
When I can’t hold back any longer, I lean forward and take him in my mouth. The chocolate is beside the point, but combined with the taste of his skin, it’s extra delicious. As I’m licking and sucking on Zipper’s cock, Christian moves in behind me, lifting me onto all fours. I’m still wet and ready, the way I always seem to be around these men, and he plunges his cock inside my pussy in one long, smooth thrust.
I’m filled from both sides by these men and I love it. I suck even more enthusiastically, and it’s not long before Zipper rocks his hips toward me, his body stiffening. I grab for his hip, keeping him in place, determined to swallow this time. His cum shoots down the back of my throat, hot and salty.
As I take what Zipper’s giving me, Christian keeps fucking my pussy, pounding into me with a strong, steady rhythm that feels so good.
He rests his hand on my lower back as if he’s claiming ownership, and shortly after Zipper finishes, Christian reaches his peak, coming with a long, low moan.
When Christian pulls out, Mace takes his place almost immediately. I am their sex toy, and I love it.
Mace flips me over, crossing my legs and propping them on his chest before sinking into me, both of us groaning as our bodies join together.
It’s another new position that makes me feel even more full, my pussy squeezing his cock tight with every thrust.
“I’m not gonna last long after watching everything that’s gone on,” Mace says, his voice sounding like he’s already getting close.
“That’s fine,” I pant. “I’m getting tired myself.” It’s true, but I could also happily go all night with these men.
Mace smiles down at me, and I’m distracted by how gorgeous he is. All of the men are so attractive, especially when they look happy.
Soon, he goes within himself, his eyes pinching closed and his face contorting in the throes of ecstasy.
I clench my inner muscles, and he groans my name just before he starts to release inside me.
Christian asks if I can stay the night, and I’m sorely tempted, but I can’t do it. My brother is the main reason, but I also have work tomorrow, and I imagine that if I stayed, I wouldn’t get much sleep.
“Maybe I can stay sometime soon,” I tell him. “I’ve been looking for an apartment. It’ll be easier when I have my own place.”
“Can we help with that?” Hutch asks.
“With the apartment? You mean like helping to move my things?”