Keeping my eyes closed so the intensity of what I’m doing won’t cause my anxiety to take over, I breathe deeply through my nose. Realizing that as long as I can feel his skin on mine, I don’t care who sees. So, I focus on Damon’s hands on my body.
I can feel his free hand working its way up my body. When he gets to my throat, his hand gently wraps around it again as he uses his other hand to shove two fingers deep inside of me.
His thumb works my clit. When I feel like I’m brave enough, I open my eyes and they automatically land on the three men that are sitting on the couch, but this time they have their exceptionally large cocks in their hands as they watch us with so much lust in their eyes.
My breath hitches as the orgasm builds inside of me again.
I feel Damon’s hot breath on my neck as his fingers come out of me, causing me to whine in protest.
He moves me over and lays down on his back, cock in hand as I sit on the side of the bed, confused by the new position.
“Come here, Angel.”
Crawling across the bed until I’m kneeling right next to him, I try to ignore the other men in the room.
“Come sit on my dick but facethem.” I turn so my back is towards his face and swing my leg over him so I’m straddling his hips, but my eyes are still on the other men.
I notice Ace first. He has his cock out as he watches me on top of Damon.
Damon’s hands wrap around my waist, so I’m leaning back on him. My back is on his chest as he reaches down and grabs my thighs, spreading them for everyone to see. Leaving me completely exposed to them.
My face heats up, but before I can get embarrassed, I feel Damon enter me from below and I let out a strangled moan.
His hips thrust upwards, causing my tits to bounce with every thrust. I drag my eyes over the men sitting on the couch. Seeing all three of them gripping themselves at the sight of me getting fucked does something for me, and I’m coming harder than I did before.
I scream out Damon’s name repeatedly.
“Scream for them, Tate, tell them who’s making you feel this good,” he tells me.
And I do.
My nails dig into his thighs as I go over the edge, my core pulsing and spasming as he fucks me through my release.
I scream his name until I’m coming down with the best orgasm I’ve ever had.
But he’s not done with me.
He flips me so I am lying on my back before his lips take mine and his tongue invades my mouth. Damon kisses me with so much force that I feel like I am going to come from the kiss alone. My eyes close once he breaks the kiss. I feel the exhaustion settle in, but Damon doesn’t give me any time to rest. I feel strong fingers grip my jaw. My eyes shoot open and connect with Damon’s.
“I want you to watch them.” He turns my head but doesn’t lessen his hold on my throat. His rough thumb rubs in a soothing motion on my skin. “I want you to come all over my face as you watch them touch themselves at the thought of you, Angel,” he says with a knowing grin.
“Damon, I don’t think I can…,” I begin, but the next thing I know, Damon is lowering himself in between my legs as I let my eyes roam over the three incredibly sexy men on the couch.
I’m doing this to them.
Me.
I can’t help the feeling of confidence that washes over me. I throw my head back when Damon sucks my over-sensitive clit into his mouth. And then he's adding two fingers inside of me.
“It’s too much, Damon,” I say with a shaky breath. Stuck between wanting him to stop, but also wanting to stay like this forever.
“You can take it, Angel.” He lightly kisses my clit before gently pressing a finger into my ass, putting his tongue on my clit once more.
I beg. I plead and scream as pleasure beats down on me, so sharp it’s painful. The intensity of it all bursts out of me. But the pain morphs into pleasure, and that’s what sends me over the edge once again. My vision blurs and my legs shake as he brings me to new heights I didn't even think were possible. He bites my clit as I scream, making me feel an excessive amount of wetness before my heartbeat starts to slow and I can take in everything around me.
I cover my face with my hands as embarrassment washes over me. The amount of wetness on Damon’s bed is what lets me know he made me do something I’ve never done before. And I find myself wanting to do it again. And again.
When the spot between my legs becomes empty, I look around the room to find Damon. The sight in front of me makes my mouth go dry.
