Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 225(@200wpm)___ 180(@250wpm)___ 150(@300wpm)
Justin leaned forward, thrusting into me deeper, and I channeled the amazing sensations he gave me into my fingers, stroking Tye and Dominic as they groaned with pleasure.
We rocked back and forth, the four of us acting as one. Justin drove into me. I pumped my hands up and down Tye’s and Dominic’s cocks. Moans filled the air and the bed creaked as we rocked back and forth, faster and faster, all of us heading toward the same place.
Home plate.
“Fuck,” Dominic gasped, obviously close.
“Wait,” I begged. From the way Justin was pounding into me, I sensed he was close. And my third orgasm was on its way, bubbling up inside me. “Almost there,” I gasped.
Tye’s hips bucked up to meet my strokes, and I knew he was close. Justin’s cock pulsed deep inside me, and I squeezed my inner walls around him as I braced myself.
Then he pushed in deep, and I spasmed around him, crying out. My hands clamped around the other men’s cocks, and I felt first one, then the other start to come hard.
“Shit!” Dominic grunted as his cock erupted. Tye’s mouth was open, but no words came out as he threw his head back.
Justin held himself deep inside me as his cock pulsed and jerked. The moment seemed suspended in time as we all came together. Then the tension left my body and I went limp, my hands sliding off the guys’ cocks.
With a gasp and a curse, Justin pulled out, panting heavily. Dominic collapsed on the bed next to me, his arm slung across my stomach.
I reached for Tye, pulling him down next to me, too.
Justin rested his hand on my thigh, still breathing hard.
We were a panting, sweaty, sticky mess—and it was the best I’d felt in my entire life. These men were amazing, and by some miracle, they wanted me.
And an even bigger miracle was that I’d gotten what I wanted, too. That didn’t happen very often these days. But I’d wanted to be close to them. To pleasure them. To be touched by them.
I’d gotten all that and more.
We stayed there for a long time, exhausted, spent, and satisfied.
Finally, Justin spoke. “We kind of made a mess of your bed.”
“Doesn’t matter,” Dominic said, his face nuzzling my hair.
Tye reached up and ran a finger down the side of my face, and I smiled at him. “Think I could find somewhere else to sleep tonight?”
He grinned. “I think that could be arranged.”
I smiled sleepily. I knew exactly where I wanted to spend the night—in whatever bed was large enough to hold the four of us.
19
JUSTIN
I woke up in my own bed, but I wasn’t alone. Naomi was nestled in my arms, her head resting against my chest. I stroked her hair lightly, not wanting to wake her, but I couldn’t resist touching her.
On her other side were my best friends. Dominic’s hand rested on Naomi’s bare thigh, and Tye had somehow fallen asleep with his arm under Dom’s pillow, his hand on Naomi’s shoulder.
The sight made me smile.
We’d chosen my guest room because the bed was the biggest, but it kind of didn’t matter, because we were all crowded around Naomi anyway. Even in our sleep, we were drawn to her.
We hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep last night, because after our marathon sex session, we’d spent half the night talking. Finally, Naomi had had to get stern with us, insisting we get some sleep because—
Oh shit. The LSAT was today.
Instantly, my good mood vanished, and my stomach turned sour. I’d worked so damn hard, but I still didn’t know if I’d be able to pass it. I’d looked up what Naomi said about special accommodations, and it was true, I could request them, but they had to be arranged ahead of time.
Naturally.
Moving as gently as I could, I eased Naomi off my chest, rolling her toward Dominic. Then I slid down to the end of the bed and stepped off. Barely breathing, I looked back at my best friends in the world. Fortunately, no one had woken up.
I pulled on my boxers and gave myself a pep talk while I shaved in the bathroom. I’d prepared. I’d studied. I could do this.
But what if I couldn’t?
What if Tye and Dom passed and started law school leaving me behind? The thought was too painful to contemplate.
There was a soft knock at the bathroom door. I opened it to find Naomi there, wrapped in my robe. It fit her about as snugly as an eight-person tent would.
She beamed at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling my head down. Her lips met mine and suddenly I didn’t care about the LSAT. Or morning breath. Or anything. All I cared about was that she never stop kissing me.
Eventually, she did, but I couldn’t blame her. A girl had to come up for air eventually.