Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77359 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Yes, please.”
His head dipped down and I groaned just from the feel of his warm breath on my heated skin.
As Stefano’s tongue snaked out, Massimo leaned over, covering my mouth with his. The three of them were so damn good at overwhelming my senses.
Massimo nibbled his way down my chest and sucked my nipple into his mouth while Carmine took over ravishing my mouth. As Stefano tortured me with his tongue, I squirmed on the bed, relishing the feeling of being pinned down while pleasured.
“Why are you guys still dressed?” I complained when Carmine let me up for air.
Massimo immediately tore off his shirt, and buttons flew, one landing near my navel. Carmine also took off his shirt, but when Stefano sat up, I scolded him. “Not you. You’ve got a job to do.” He winked and lowered his head again.
“Bossy little thing, isn’t she?” Carmine observed.
Massimo was fully undressed, and I could’ve looked at his sculpted body forever. But then he did one of my favorite things—he pulled my leg in between his thighs, trapping it there. I could feel his cock and balls against my leg, but I couldn’t rub them, because he had me immobilized. When Carmine was undressed, he did the same thing on the other side.
Now I was truly pinned down, my wrists pressed against the mattress and my legs caught between the guys. That was apparently what Stefano had been waiting for, because he went all out, tonguing my clit and pushing two fingers inside of me.
My shrieks intensified when two mouths descended on my nipples. My orgasm nearly shook the new bed apart and I cried out, severely testing the soundproofing on the room. I writhed as if electrocuted, and Massimo finally had to tell Stefano to back off. Anymore and I’m pretty sure I would have died.
My breasts rose and fell as I tried to catch my breath. I didn’t even have the energy to open my eyes. But on my third try, I managed to speak. “I need someone inside me ... please.”
No one moved, and then the bed shook in a weird way. I opened my eyes to see several hands slashing through the air. “You’re doing rock, paper, scissors?”
“Why not?” Massimo said. “When we were kids, that’s how we decided who got to play with the best toy.”
Stefano wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. “And you’re clearly the best toy ever.”
Carmine won, and the men repositioned themselves as he moved between my legs. The first thrust of his huge cock made me bite my lip, but as he established a rhythm, I found enough energy to rock my hips up to meet him. Then I used my newfound hand and mouth skills to make sure Massimo and Stefano got their happy endings, too.
It was unconventional, what we had, but it worked. It worked so damn well that it astonished me at times. I’d been scared. Isolated. Oppressed. Now I had three men who loved me. Who wanted to make my life better—because I made theirs better. There were limitations, yes. There were dangers, but we were making it work. And I could only see it getting better and better in the future.
I couldn’t wait to find out what that held for us.