Total pages in book: 192
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 189782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 949(@200wpm)___ 759(@250wpm)___ 633(@300wpm)
He and Leo switch places. As Kody buries his face between her legs, Leo stands a few feet back, watching her suck me with an intensity that leaves her breathless.
He fucks his hand, really getting into it, and within minutes, Kody makes her come again. He doesn’t stop there. Going the distance, he digs in, determined to keep her screaming as she finishes me off.
Closing my eyes, I gulp deep breaths and concentrate on the feel of her hot, wet mouth.
My fingers sink into her lush red hair as I slide in to her throat. She moans around me, taking it like a champ. She’s a goddess. Fucking enchanting.
She blew me every day for two years. But this right here? Best fucking blow job of my life.
Her mouth feels so impossibly warm and snug, and her tongue flicks with a precision that curls my toes.
She grips my thighs and bobs her head, smiling and humming her way through my undoing. I’m going to fucking come all over her.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” I open my eyes and find her watching me.
In my periphery, Leo continues to jerk off, but it’s her gaze that holds my rapt attention.
She has the deepest, most soul-binding eye contact I’ve ever experienced. It cleaves me open and exposes my insides.
I let her see me—my love, my vulnerability, and the darkest corners of my soul.
She doesn’t look away. She stares deeper, gives me a long, hard suck, and sends me careening over the edge.
“Frankie! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” I explode so violently it feels like I’m drowning her with my come.
She swallows rapidly, milking me of everything I have. Sweat drips down my nape as I gaze at her, those beautiful green eyes peering back.
When my cock is spent, she releases me with a pop of her lips and grins.
“Wicked woman.” I slump into the couch, panting.
“That was so fucking hot.” Leo steps up to her side, pumping his hand with a rhythm that tells me he’s close. “Open your mouth.”
She lifts her head and parts those beautiful lips.
“Now suck.” Gripping the back of her head, he fucks her mouth.
Behind her, Kody thrusts his fingers and tongue between her legs, his eyes connected with Leo’s.
They fall into perfect sync, timing the build-up with the skill of two men who have been sharing her for months. That knowledge used to eat me alive.
But as I watch them together now, it hits me. I don’t want to return to how things were before I met them. While the implications of our foursome are unclear, the powerful emotions churning inside me keep me rooted in the present, anchored to them.
“Come.” Leo cups her face and jerks his hips. “Come now.”
Kody’s mouth pushes her into a shattering orgasm as Leo roars to the rafters, announcing to every guard within a ten-mile radius that he’s blowing his load.
I shake my head, a grin stretching across my lips. His mismatched eyes dart to mine, and the crazy fucker grins back.
“You guys are going to kill me.” Frankie collapses over my lap.
“Tapping out already, love?” Leo tucks himself away and zips.
“Not a chance in hell.” She laughs.
Kody gives her ass a light slap before straightening her pants and his.
“How’s that refractory period?” She kisses my semi-hard cock, grinning as it swells with blood.
“Ready to go again.”
Leo scoops her up and tucks her against his chest.
Rising to my feet, I straighten my clothes with steady hands. But I’m not steady.
This moment, this life-changing, profound moment, makes every moment before it feel unfinished. Halfway. A fragment of something greater.
It’s no longer about the sex. It’s about family, brotherhood, and mutual love for the woman who binds us.
It feels like I’m standing at the edge of a vast cliff, the unknown stretching before me, promising incredible possibilities and daunting challenges. The unsteadiness, excitement, hunger—all of it melds together, forming a sharper, more well-rounded version of myself.
As Leo carries Frankie off the yacht, Kody and I follow them. To our shared bedroom. To the consummation of our union.
To our future.
Together.
56
Frankie
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Leo sets me on Monty’s bed, and the significance of that alone is surreal.
Tonight, all four of us will be in this bed. I imagined it—far too many times—but never thought it would actually happen.
It’s fucking happening.
My hands tremble, and blood rushes in my ears, a steady drumbeat of nervous energy. It thrums everywhere—in the pit of my stomach, the pounding of my heart, and the shortness of my breath.
And it intensifies as Monty closes the door and prowls toward me.
“Remove your clothes.” He pauses a few feet away and unbuttons the cuffs of his sleeves.
“I’d like to take a shower before we—”
Three resounding nos echo through the room.
“I’ve been working all day.” I gesture at my scrubs.
“You’ll be working all night.” Leo toes off his boots.
“I love your scent.” Kody takes my hand, pulling me to my feet and grazing his nose along my neck. “You’re not washing that off.”