Colt puts his powerful hands on my shoulders and starts massaging. “If you’re stressed, this usually helps.”
Oh my God. My forehead flops onto Sinner’s shoulder. Colt’s touch is working out knots I didn’t know I had, and filling me with delicious heat in the process. Getting pampered is hot. “You can do that as much as you want. Holy crap.”
“You know, massages work better skin on skin,” Sinner says as he starts working off my dress. It just slips over my head so it doesn’t take much. He chuckles when I raise my arms so he can pull it all the way.
I groan as Colt’s clever hands dig directly into my muscles. “You’re so freaking good at that.”
Fingers that can only belong to Priest brush against the middle of my back, followed by my bra going suddenly slack.
“Hey,” I say in the laziest, most unconvincing protest ever.
Sinner kisses my head as he brushes hair out of my face. “The weight of the shoulder straps can add strain to your knots. He’s just helping.” He hooks a finger between the cups so he can pull the flimsy fabric down my arms.
I snort. “Yes, very convincing.”
Priest starts stroking my breasts. Nothing rough, just teasing the skin, sliding his fingertips over them, making me hiss with surprise each time he detours over a nipple. “It’s been a lot today. All the emotions have to go somewhere.”
I reach a hand down, looking for his fly. “I didn’t say I wasn’t interested.” He pops his jeans, and suddenly I’ve got a hot cock in my hand. I swirl my fingers around the swollen head, making him draw a sharp breath at the sudden sensation. “How’s that? Does that help?”
“Better,” he says while pulling his shirt up, revealing his broad chest and the devil and angel tattoos on his muscular arms. With my forehead on Sinner’s shoulder, I can watch him out of the corners of my eyes, but mostly I’m exploring by touch. And every time Colt squeezes my shoulders and back, my eyes shut on theirown. I’m not opposed to this getting dirty, and I’m sure it will, but man, a good massage goes a long way too.
Priest’s cock feels so powerful between my fingers, and slick now that the precum is starting to leak out. I spread it around the head and down his shaft, loving the heat of him. Wanting to please him, and ease his stress, just like they’re doing for me.
If there was ever any pretense, it’s long gone. Sinner smiles as he pulls up his shirt and throws it aside, revealing both prison pokes and proper tattoos, blended in a tapestry that tells his history in ink. I press a palm against his pec, flicking his hard nipple with my thumb while feeling the thunder of his heartbeat underneath. “Naughty girl,” he teases as he cups my face and leans in. Our lips connect, before we both open to let each other in. He kisses like I’m the only woman in his world.
Colt works his magic down my spine, spreading heat and tingles, lower and lower until he reaches my panties. “Up a little.” As soon as I obey, he pulls them down my thighs and casts them aside.
I roll over between them and find Priest’s cock again, stroking him while I watch Colt and Sinner remove the rest of their clothes, exposing their hard bodies and even harder cocks to me. God, I think I’m salivating. “You’re my own personal strip show.”
Sinner laughs. “Didn’t know we were performing. Should I get dressed again and put on some music?”
I shake my head and turn to get up on my hands and knees, putting my mouth right above Priest’s delicious cock. Parting my knees and arching my back, I’m figuring my invitation is clear enough. Then I suck Priest into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans and throws his head back.
“Shit, need condoms,” Sinner says, sounding almost desperate.
I pull off just long enough to point. “Bedside drawer.” It would’ve been silly to not do some shopping, given my current situation.
While he rummages through my secret stash, Colt settles behind me and spreads my thighs, putting his tongue right into my wet pussy. I moan with my mouth full, pushing my ass back at him. His long, bold strokes start at my clit and then trail through my folds until the tip of his tongue slides in me.
“Feels good,” I whisper.
“Found some goodies while I was at it,” Sinner declares. Condoms weren’t the only thing in my drawer. There’s a quiet buzz as he turns my vibrator on and off again. I’m too horny to get embarrassed about it. They all know I’m a grown girl who probably plays with herself at times. He chuckles. “I think we’re gonna have some good fun with this.”
Colt pulls back so Sinner can spread something slick over my pussy. He found the lube too, obviously. The buzzing starts back up and even knowing that it’s coming, I jump when he touches it to my clit.
I have to grip Priest’s thigh and force myself to focus so I can keep playing with him while Sinner plays with me. Colt finds my breasts, cupping them, and then I’m being stimulated all over, losing myself in the attention of three men at once.
“Fuck, I can’t wait any longer.” Colt gets behind me and lines himself up. I wait, perfectly still, while he moves the thick head of his cock up and down through my folds. When I get impatient,I wiggle my ass. With a quiet laugh, he pushes himself deep, all the way in one long stroke until his muscular thighs are pressing up against me. He’s so big I gasp as he starts with a slow rhythm. And when I moan, Priest moans, starting to hunch his hips in little thrusts.
Sinner brings the vibrator back, touching it to my clit. Even with my mouth full of cock, I squeak in surprise and clench hard around Colt. And then he moans in turn. We’re one big, interconnected creature.
Priest slides his fingers through my hair and captures me. Colt grabs my hips in his strong hands and starts moving faster. Sinner slides the vibrator over my body, making me always aware of where it is, even if he only sometimes bumps it against my clit or over a nipple. I’m drowning in stimulation, losing myself between my three sexy lovers, and my first orgasm is already creeping up on me.
As Colt fucks harder, he digs his fingers into my waist, pulling me onto him with deep thrusts. The motion moves me back and forth on Priest, and I do my best to keep my lips tight without him getting too deep. As thousands of nerves are firing off at once through my whole body, though, it’s harder and harder to keep myself focused as my body prepares itself to come.
Sinner plays me with my own vibrator, brushing it more and more over my most sensitive spots. God, I’m getting so close. I’m sure it’s going to happen, but then Colt beats me to it, pushing deep inside me and groaning as his cock pulses. I’m so freaking close, but I love the way he feels. I love that I can provide him with this kind of pleasure.
