Total pages in book: 119
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 110549 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 553(@200wpm)___ 442(@250wpm)___ 368(@300wpm)
“Woman, I’m going to fuck you on the stairs if you don’t fucking be patient,” Jessie warned me.
He stepped into a large bedroom and quickly laid me on the bed. Lincoln quickly stripped his shirt over his head and moved toward the bed, quickly kicking his shoes off as he did so. He quickly yanked my shirt over my head and tossed it to the floor, my bra following quickly after. I whimpered when his lips met mine in a rough, demanding kiss.
“Strip,” Jessie told him. “She’s getting both of us at once today.”
Fuck, yes.
“No,” I gasped in protest when Lincoln pulled back from me. I wasn’t ready to be apart from him yet. I needed more.
“Easy, baby,” Lincoln soothed, leaning down to brush his lips with mine. “Let Jessie take care of you.”
I pouted. Jessie yanked my boots off my feet and tossed them aside, my socks following next. He brushed his lips to my belly as he gripped the top of my leggings. My bottom lip trembled as he did so. “You’re showing, baby girl,” he said softly. “Already so goddamn stunning.”
A tear trickled down my cheek at his sweet words. He pulled my panties and leggings down my legs, leaving me bare before them. Jessie moved over me and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me soft and slow, his hands running over my body.
I gasped when he suddenly rolled over and then lifted me on him so my back was against his torso. Lincoln flashed me a wicked grin. “You ever been fucked in your ass, baby?” Lincoln asked me as he grabbed a bottle of lube from the nightstand drawer.
I shook my head. “I don’t—I can’t—” Wasn’t that going to hurt?
“Easy,” Jessie soothed. “We’re not going to hurt you, baby. It’s going to feel fucking good, I promise.”
I swallowed nervously. Lincoln gripped my chin. “Trust me,” He whispered as he brushed his lips with mine. Those were my favorite words—the same words that made me fall in love with him to begin with.
“Okay,” I quietly responded.
Lincoln kneeled between my legs and slid the flat of his tongue between my folds. I moaned, my fingers sliding into his hair, already lost in the sensations of his mouth and tongue on me. Jessie growled softly and reached down to rub my clit. I came in no time, their names sounding strangled as I arched my back, my breath shuddering out of me.
I instantly tensed when I felt Lincoln rubbing lube on my other hole. Jessie ran his hands over my body, and Lincoln paused. “Relax for him, baby,” Jessie soothed. “We’re not going to hurt you. Trust us.”
“Distract her,” Lincoln ordered.
I gasped when Jessie suddenly slid his fingers into me, his hand brushing against my clit as he finger fucked me. I moaned, quickly losing myself in the sensations. When Lincoln suddenly slipped a finger into my ass, I whimpered, the feeling actually erotic. I moaned louder, spreading my legs wider. “Fuck,” Lincoln hissed. “She’s tight as fuck, Jessie.”
I moaned louder when Lincoln worked a second finger into me. “Such a sexy, dirty girl,” Jessie growled. “I knew you’d like this.”
I tensed when I suddenly felt Jessie aligning his cock with my hole. Lincoln leaned over me, his lips working with mine as Jessie worked his thick, hard cock into me. As he slid deeper, though, I moaned, wanting more, even though it burned. But fuck, the stretch was so good.
“There you go,” Lincoln growled. He lined his cock up with my pussy and slid into me. I was so full, I almost couldn’t stand it.
“Oh, fuck,” I moaned. “Oh, God, yes.”
Lincoln and Jessie quickly settled into a rhythm. I lost count of the number of times I came. Both men were touching me, claiming me as theirs, and I loved every bit of it.
They owned me. And I never wanted to belong to anyone else.
25
West
I slowly lifted my head from the pillow when the smell of coffee reached my nose. Jessie looked over at the bed. “Sorry, baby,” he whispered. “I’ve got to head into the garage. Lincoln was going to stay with you for the day.”
I let out a grunt and dropped my head back to my pillow. Lincoln wrapped his arm around my waist and tugged me close to him. “Go back to sleep, woman,” Lincoln grumbled. “You wore me the fuck out last night.”
I blushed as I snuggled closer to him. Jessie brushed his lips over my temple. “I love you, baby girl. I’ll be home for lunch,” he quietly told me.
I nodded in response, too tired to respond properly. He laughed softly as he stood back up to his full height, and a moment later, I heard his boots moving down the stairs.
I sighed and sat up, awake now even though I didn’t want to be. Lincoln grunted. “Please don’t tell me you’re awake already,” he griped.