Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Boyd brushes hair back from my forehead and repositions pillows, before Andrew returns a moment later carrying a stack of blankets and a box of condoms.
A hard shape tents Boyd’s pants, and I can’t resist stroking him there. When I make moves to open his zipper, he takes over, so I reach for Andrew, running my hand over the bulge beneath his fly. He groans when I squeeze his cock through his pants, then starts to undo his belt.
I’m fairly certain that neither man expected to do intimate things with me in the presence of the others, but Andrew and Boyd are both caught up in the moment, and I’m grateful.
I get to my knees, wrap my hand around Andrew’s cock, then take him in my mouth. As I suck on him, I tug at Boyd’s length, getting him fully hard.
Momentarily pulling off of Andrew, I look over at Silas, letting my eyes tell him how much I want him, too. When I beckon to him, he lets out a breath and undoes the button on his pants. After only a moment of hesitation, he comes closer, standing on the other side of Boyd. I reach inside his pants and bring out his cock, while I take Boyd’s in my mouth.
Sucking one man’s cock while stroking two others isn’t a position I’d ever imagined myself in, either, but it means everything to be physically connected to all three of them at the same time.
With a little practice, I quickly become more coordinated and soon have all of them looking drunk with passion. I swallow Boyd down as I use spit-coated hands to squeeze and pull at Andrew’s and Silas’s cocks on either side of me.
Juices from my pussy drip down my leg as I kneel there. The more I get of these men, the more I want.
Boyd shifts his weight and groans. Through gritted teeth, he mutters, “Thinking about baseball isn’t fucking working.” He grips the base of his cock and pulls away from my mouth before taking my hand, bringing me to my feet, and leading me to the couch.
After rolling on a condom, he sits down and brings me onto his lap, my back to his chest. His thick, hard cock juts up between my legs. With my feet on the floor, I’m able to lift up and rub my pussy along the side of it, coating him with my wetness.
“Kira— Fuck.” He sounds tortured, and I can’t help but smile.
His big hands come to my hips and he lifts me, bringing me back down, impaling me on his beast.
“That okay?” His voice is a low rumble near my shoulder.
“Very much okay.”
He keeps supporting me as I find my own leverage. I end up with my knees spread wide on either side of him on the couch, and Andrew and Silas are watching me like they couldn’t make themselves look away if they tried. Every bit of me is on display for them as my pussy stretches around Boyd’s cock.
Boyd holds my breasts in his hands and toys with my nipples as he whispers things to me. “You’re so damn gorgeous, Kira. Nothing has ever felt so good.”
As I ride his cock, a delicious friction builds.
“Can’t believe I nearly missed out on you,” Boyd says. “Glad you stuck with me even when I was being a jealous idiot.”
This makes me smile and laugh a little, because I’d never think of him that way, but when Boyd drops a hand down to my clit, my laughter quickly turns to moans. I whimper as his thumb circles my most sensitive spot. The other men’s unwavering gazes only make me hotter.
I gesture for Andrew to come closer, so I can stroke his cock while I ride Boyd. Being sandwiched between their strong bodies pushes me over the edge moments later, and as I come, Boyd comes too, his cock swelling and pulsing deep inside me.
When he’s spent, he rests his head on my back, his breath hot and ragged on my skin. After a long moment, he lifts to press three kisses along the line of my shoulder blades. Each one is delivered slowly, with reverence, like wordless declarations.
As I sigh with pleasure, Andrew sheathes up. He lifts me from Boyd’s lap with his strong arms, then brings me right down on his own cock as he stands there. Both of us gasp at the sudden joining, our eyes wide and locked on each other as he fills me.
I wrap my legs around him as he moves me on him, nearly pulling us apart, then bringing us back together, plunging in, coming home over and over. Never stopping, he strides over to the side of the couch, where he bends and rests my back on the arm of it. With his arms wrapped around me, he cradles my body against his as he thrusts in and out of me with long strokes. Then he eases his pace and grinds against my pussy until I’m reduced to nothing but unintelligible sounds of ecstasy.