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I sure hoped whatever we were getting in the middle of was different.
I cupped and squeezed my balls, allowing the ache to heighten my senses before advancing, still wearing the grin on my face.
“My turn,” I huffed then grabbed her by the hair, pulling her toward my fully aroused cock. “Keep your eyes on me as you suck my cock, sweetheart.”
Her eyes flashed her disdain, but she said nothing, obeying my order while rolling my testicles through her fingers. “My, so big.”
She was thoroughly enjoying taunting us, the little wench. I had to admit, it only added to the yearning that had burst into my system like a powerful lightning bolt. But it was past time to garner a little relief.
The spanking had been fantastic but the moment she wrapped those wet lips of hers around my cock, I was pulled into a fantasy. And that wasn’t like me in the least. “That’s it, darlin’. Do your magic work.”
She squeezed my testicles with enough pressure I was thrown into a moment of pure insanity. I could easily lose my load down her throat, but I was far more interested in her pretty pink pussy I’d managed to catch a glimpse of.
Still, damn, her mouth was hot.
I took over full control, driving my cock all the way into the back of her throat. There was something powerful about hearing her strangled noises and I held her in place for a few seconds before giving her some relief. She managed to remain a little tormentor with balls, but I was prepared for anything.
Maybe the fact my dick was throbbing like a son of a bitch was what caused me to fist her by the back of the head, yanking Rylee to her feet. Without a moment of thinking things through or allowing her time to protest, I slipped my arm under her blistered bottom, lifting her high into the air.
She reacted as if by instinct, wrapping her legs around my hips and that was all the incentive I needed. I impaled her with a single hard thrust and God help me, the wet heat of her sweet pussy clamping down on my aching cock was almost enough to make me lose my load. Fuck, no. It had been too damn long and I intended on enjoying every blissful moment. I was a man of control. I could do this.
Maybe.
“Yeah, baby,” Hudson said from behind me, clapping his hands as if this was some sporting event.
Why the hell not? We’d competed together in countless other things over the years.
“What are you doing?” the little vixen asked as if she couldn’t already figure it out.
“Fucking you, darlin’. What else?”
She managed to claw both my shoulders as I took two long strides toward the wall, shoving her against it with a hard thud. No one ever accused me of being a romantic. I pulled almost all the way out, driving into her again.
Then the sweet but feisty woman slapped her hands against my chest, acting as if she was going to find some way to escape, I smashed my hands in response on the wall.
Her gasp forced a grin. “What’s wrong, darlin’? Cat suddenly got that forked tongue of yours?”
“You’re all such bastards,” she tried to snarl but the sound was more like one gigantic purr.
“You’re right.” I rolled onto the balls of my feet, driving into her in long, brutal, and even strokes. “And guess what, babe? I’m just getting started.”
Rylee
The umpteenth crackle of electricity shot down my spine, my pussy aching as much as my bruised bottom. I was still shocked that the quiet one of the bunch had fucked me without hesitation or so much as a question about what I liked. Oh, who was I kidding? Men like the rugged bastards never asked. They simply took what they wanted.
Maybe that was the reason for my complete excitement and the fact I was as wet as I’d ever been. Or maybe because being able to bask in all three men’s sculpted physiques was the very definition of a dark, delicious fantasy.
This man, the one with the permanent five o’clock shadow had massive shoulders. Everything about him was ginormous, including his big, fat cock. That’s why my muscles were continuing to stretch to accommodate his extra-large girth. I didn’t know they made cocks this big.
I almost giggled at the ridiculousness of my thought as Jack continued pounding me against the wall. As much as a part of me wanted to fight him, the sensational feeling and intense vibrations were all that mattered at this moment. I found myself digging my knees into his sides, my nails into his broad shoulders. He was more like a Viking than a man. Even the thick, pulsing cords in his neck were entirely different than a normal man’s.
Oh, these three weren’t normal. They were superhuman.
I was lost in the blissful moment, the taste of the savage’s pre-cum lingering in my mouth. My pulse was racing, my entire body aching but this was indeed something special even if my behavior bordered on insane.
My pussy clamped around his cock, pulling him in even deeper. The angle was utter perfection and within seconds, I could feel another blissful round of ecstasy hustling into my core. There hadn’t been a single man in my life who’d called me a small woman. But I felt positively tiny around this hulking mass of a man and the way he’d jerked me from the floor.
And his scent wasn’t what I would have expected, the sweet notes of a Cuban cigar and the oak barrels from an expensive wine tasting mixed with the dash of citrus and vanilla an extraordinary combination. I remained lightheaded, trying to keep from screaming as the pleasure continued to unfold.
