Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 35128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35128 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
She wasn’t done though, not by a long shot. Reaching out, she wrapped her fingers around his length, covering his hands with her own. The tip was already slick with his pre-cum. Covering the head, she licked it away before taking him all the way into her mouth until he hit the back of her throat.
If someone had told her months ago that she’d move into a house and begin to date and fuck the two neighbors, she would have thought they were mad. There was no way she’d do something like this, and yet here she was, sucking on Ace’s cock after last night having Brett balls deep inside her.
She wanted them both together.
Her days were filled with all the delicious fantasies that any woman would have if they were in her position, and she wasn’t embarrassed about that either. Far from it.
Ace wrapped her hair around his fist, and he held onto her, making her take his length deeply, forcing the head of his cock to the back of her throat so she had no choice but to gag on the length.
“Fuck, that feels so good.”
She took more of him, wanting to give him this kind of pleasure. Glancing up his body with her mouth full of cock, she watched him hiss as he began to thrust his hips forward.
Once or twice he hit her throat, causing her to gag, but she didn’t stop. She’d already tasted his cum and wanted it again.
“Your mouth looks so perfect wrapped around my dick like that. So pretty, so fucking hot. I want to come in your mouth. No, I don’t. Fuck, I want everything.”
He pulled out of her mouth, and the strength he showed surprised her as he moved her so that she was on her knees before him. His hands curved around her ass before giving it a little slap.
She cried out, which quickly turned to a moan as he filled her hard with his cock. They both groaned, the sound echoing off the walls. Gripping the white sheets beneath her, she pushed back against him as he thrust forward, driving deep inside her.
Ace stroked up her back, pressing down so that her tits were flat to the bed. He ran his hands up, cupping her ass and spreading the cheeks.
“Do you ever think about Brett and me taking you together?”
She closed her eyes as she thought about the other man that she was dating.
“I’d say with how wet your pussy has gone, that’s a yes.” He teased across her anus, making her gasp as he played with her. “Imagine it, baby. One of us fucking your tight pussy and another right here.” He pushed against her asshole, and she moaned.
Arousal flooded her as she thought about it. She’d been taken in the ass before and knew she liked it, but to think of either Brett or Ace, it was so good.
“Damn, your pussy is on fire. Yes, baby, fuck my dick. That feels so good. Yes, yes.”
She wanted to come again. Reaching between her thighs, she stroked over her clit, teasing herself, needing to come, wanting it. She’d already come from his mouth, but as he was teasing her asshole and fucking her, she needed more. Hungry, desperate, aching.
“That’s it, Meredith. I love it when you take what you want. That’s it, play with your pussy.”
He pushed a finger into her ass, and she cried out, the burn only making her hornier to feel Brett inside her right now. To have both men take her, she wanted it, craved their touch so damn much.
Ace added a second finger as he began to fuck her hard.
Her orgasm started to build for a second time. He kept on working her ass and pussy, and she was putty in his hands as he took her body to new heights, talking about Brett, what they could all do together.
She couldn’t contain it, not any more, and when she finally came, she did so with a cry of pleasure, both Ace and Brett’s names on her lips.
Ace filled her pussy, pumping wave upon wave of release inside her.
Afterward, he pulled out and disappeared to the bathroom, and she moved up the bed, resting against the covers.
She’d shower later. For now, she was tired and wanted to rest.
Minutes later, he returned, lying down on the bed behind her. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her close.
“I love your ink.”
“Thank you.”
“Does it mean anything?” he asked.
“Not really. I got it because I knew it would drive my parents crazy to know what I’d done.” She shrugged. “Not a lot they can do now.”
“You don’t get along with your parents.”
“They like to control things all the time, and I hate that.” She tilted her head to the side. “They want me to be something that I can’t be. I’m not interested in following the rules or being held in a box and doing stuff like that just to make them happy, you know?”