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I know who’s touching me. But I also don’t. I can tell Rhys’s scent—cedar and spice—as he nibbles on my earlobe, and I can feel Hollis’s strong hands on my thighs, Gavin’s rougher ones on my tits.
But then, everything in my mind scrambles as they move around. And I don’t know who’s doing what. I’m being touched everywhere and I can’t move. All I can do is arch my hips. “Please,” I whimper.
“Ask for it,” Rhys demands, and I catalog that he’s to my left.
“Touch me,” I beg, and the second I say it I expect a mouth on my pussy.
But instead, there’s the slide of a drawer opening. A clatter of plastic. Then Rhys’s instructions. “For you. And you and you,” Rhys says, like he’s handing something to each man.
I shake, so eager, so ready.
Then moan when someone presses a toy to my center. I cant my hips, seeking out the vibrations. “That’s right, baby,” Hollis says, urging me on.
He must be between my thighs. Rhys is stroking my hair. A firm hand kneads my tits.
Lust pulses through my veins as I arch. “More, harder,” I pant.
“Anything for you, baby,” Hollis murmurs as hands roam over me and lips travel on my skin.
Feels like a brand-new toy that he’s using. Maybe a bullet vibrator—I’m not sure. And I don’t honestly care since my thighs clench and I cry out as an orgasm crashes into me.
Hot, fast, and bright.
And so loud. My sounds echo off the walls till I come down.
When Hollis turns off the toy, he brushes a tender kiss to my pussy before he moves away.
Several seconds later, the mattress dips. Men shift. I wait.
“Gonna fuck you with this toy,” Gavin tells me, and I try to catch my breath. I barely can since he’s turned it on and the buzzing sound is loud, a promise of a powerful orgasm. He rubs the head of a silicone cock against me.
I rock up into the new toy as Gavin works it over on me. Hollis returns to my side, his fresh, soapy scent floating past me as Rhys kneads my breasts.
“Feels so good,” I murmur as Gavin fucks me with the toy.
I’m shaking, shuddering, and they’re all murmuring words like “yes” and “so sexy” and “look at you” and it’s the perfect amount of praise—not too much, not too little. Just right.
They’re not treating me like I’ve been perfectly cured of my O drought, but like they know sometimes a night just calls for extra friends that require batteries.
Gavin hits me so deep with the dildo that my brain just melts. “Yes!”
And I’m coming again, the kind of orgasm that’s a hot rush, a molten cascade of sensations. It’s so good, I’m sweating, and I’m sure they’re going to untie me.
But a minute later, Rhys is kissing my thighs, rubbing his stubble against the soft skin, then turning on the very first toy they used on me.
The one that feels like a tongue.
He slides it up, down, up, down while Gavin sucks on my nipple and Hollis kisses me, and I am sure that this is part of what makes a great boyfriend.
The way they adore me.
The way they take care of me.
Like that, I shatter once more.
As I come down, they kiss me. I’m so drunk on coming that I can barely tell who’s kissing me.
They all are.
