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“She likes cold hands.” Jaxon grins and holds me tight around my waist. “It might be a fetish of hers.”
“Does she?” Hudson places his cold hands on my tummy as Jaxon, that ass, holds me in place. I squeal like a banshee, unable to get away.
The bathroom door slams against the wall as Asher bursts into the room. His eyes are wide and searching for trouble until he sees who’s causing it. “Oh, you two suck. I should have known.” He picks up the box of condoms off the bed and looks at Hudson. “WTF. Did you steal these from the frat?”
“We’ll actually use them.” Hudson tosses his jacket off. “I plan to empty the box.” He pulls his hoodie over his head, adding it to the pile growing at his feet. His grin slowly softens as his gaze remains on my body in Jaxon’s arms. He kicks off his shoes and then his jeans. His knit boxers are heavy with weight, and the tingles start rushing up my legs.
They planned this, or at least discussed it. Since the day they made a plan to protect me, they’ve been working together. But now the threat is gone, and the plan has changed. I swallow hard, anxious to make this work. I glance at Asher, wrapped in a towel, as he sits down in an upcycled wingchair and remains there, watching.
Hudson pulls his boxers off before he climbs into bed. The weight of him presses against me as he kisses my forehead. Hudson’s mouth covers mine, and his tongue sweeps into my mouth. I move my body between them, rubbing against their bare skin. My skin shivers as Jaxon’s hands rest on my hips. His hand brushes my hair away from my neck. His mouth covers the nape of my neck with deep kisses that part my lips.
I allow myself to let go. Sex gives me freedom that money will never give me. My hands move across Hudson’s chest, and Jaxon presses his hard cock against my back. I moan as his gyrations make my body wiggle. I arch against him as my clit twitches. I shimmy my hips against Jaxon, shamelessly letting him know I’m ready.
They make me wait.
Hudson slides lower, kissing each inch of me as his mouth moves down my body. His hands part my thighs, and I tense in excitement. His mouth lingers on my tummy as I whimper for his tongue to go lower. He pushes my legs apart even wider, exposing me. His mouth tastes my need as he slips his tongue over my folds, and I hiss when electricity runs through me.
My eyes shut as I raise my hips to his eager mouth. I’m ready to crawl out of my skin and push my fingers into Hudson’s thick hair. My eyes flutter open as Jaxon lets go of me. He kneels on the bed, guiding me onto my knees.
I show my understanding by opening my mouth as I look him in the eyes. His cock glides over my tongue as my mouth takes in his inches. The gentle lovemaking of this morning is replaced with lust. I want to feel it when I’m fucked.
Hudson reaches for me again, pulling my pussy to his face. His agile tongue sends jolts through my nerves, and I moan around Jaxon’s heavy cock. Hudson inserts a thick finger inside me as his tongue continues its exploration. The sensations he’s making me feel shake my legs.
Jaxon moans as his dick vibrates in my eager mouth. My hand fills the gap, and he moves his hips. My tongue flattens as I swirl it around, licking until the salty taste is gone. He cradles my cheeks in his hands. He watches with hazy eyes as I suck another inch in.
I pull him out with a start as my thighs squeeze Hudson’s head. Too much, too intense. I stagger off the bed. I don’t want to cum yet. Asher’s eyes watch me intently as his lips part. I blow him a kiss before Hudson pulls me back onto the bed.
“We’re not going to make it to class,” I pant, opening my thighs for him.
“I don’t care about class.” Hudson tosses Jaxon a condom. “I want to learn what makes you cum.” He already knows, but he wants to see me go crazy.
Obediently, I straddle Jaxon’s hips and let them take control. In a bumpy movement, I press against him, descending as I gradually spread apart. I place my hands over his as he grabs my hips. Building speed, gravity slams me back down, and I let out a wild moan.
Hudson moves behind me, and something slick coats my ass. He strokes me with his thumb, letting the tip slide in. It’s magical, that full feeling, and I don’t resist when he replaces his thumb with his hard cock.
My body rocks as I lose my breath. My fingers dig deep into Hudson’s thighs. I lean back against his hard chest and my mind floats away. I’ve never felt this full before as the sensations lift my body and wrap around my nerves. A shaking starts that I cannot stop as an orgasm lifts me higher. Shouting, I collapse on Jackson’s chest, sweaty and shaking. I mumble nonsense as they thrust into me. Tears cover my face.
“Did you cum?” I ask nonsensically.
Hudson kisses my cheek. “Yes,” he whispers. “You couldn’t feel it?”
My eyes can barely focus as I fall over limp. “I was wrapped up in my own.” My body is worn out and satiated as I lie across the bed. My legs hook around Hudson, and my arms wrap around Jaxon. But there’s one more. Jaxon is the poetic one. Hudson has the expertise, but Asher makes me do naughty things.
He stands at the side of the bed in front of us, holding onto his towel loosely. The head of his cock swings upward as his towel slides off and onto the floor. His thick cock lengthens as I stare in fascination at the shiny skin stretched tight, emphasizing his popping veins. His cock bobs against his divided abs as he takes in a deep breath. Asher’s hazy gaze never leaves mine as he’s fucking with my brain. He makes me want to open my legs again and cum.
Asher grins. “You like to watch as much as I do.”
“Yeah,” I utter, mesmerized. My lips are dry as the tip of my tongue sweeps across them.
“You make me hard, baby,” he growls.
Breathing fast, his gaze takes in my flushed body. His cock throbs again, and I stare at the moisture rising on his tip. Slowly, his hand moves from the base and then over the tip, repeating the movement as his breathing quickens. His tight skin glistens in the light as his hand picks up speed.
I stretch my body out along Jaxon’s and watch, transfixed, as my breathing matches Asher’s. I reach down between my thighs and hiss from the soreness. I barely touch my swollen clit. I cover my pussy with the palm of my hand and move my hips. I feel a wicked desire for Asher, and he hasn’t even touched me yet.
“She is beautiful.” Jaxon places his hand on my nipple, giving it a squeeze. “And she wants all of us.”
Asher spreads his stance wide, pounding himself hard and fast. He tilts his head back with a deep moan and fights to keep his gaze on mine while his lashes flutter. His speed quickens as he tortures his cock, yanking it hard as he grits his teeth. He stares at me through his lashes with hungry eyes, and knowing he wants me drenches me between my legs.
