Page 160 of Hearts Storm

She folds forward, presenting herself to my heated gaze. My palms find her cheeks, kneading the soft flesh before I spread them with my thumbs, exposing the plug Brex fit snugly inside her.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to sink my cock inside this fine as fuck ass, Angel.”

Kneeling on the floor in front of her, Brex cups her face and kisses her slow and deep, thumb tracing her swollen bottom lip as he leans away. “Eyes on me, Pretty.”

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“Eyes on me, Pretty.”

My eyes can barely focus on Brex because they’re glazed in a lavender haze of unbridled need.

Tracing his fingers over my hips, and up my spine, Logan growls. “Now I’m going to take your ass while Brex fucks your pussy. What do you think about that?”

“Yes, please.”

“You sure?” Brex’s voice rumbles into my mouth as he slides his tongue over my bottom lip. “Cause once we get started there’s no way we’re gonna stop until we fuck you every which way and back again.”

This has to be the craziest, most earth-shattering, inside-out moment of my life. I wish my brain would shut the fuck up for one freaking second. Long enough to give me a chance to wrap my head around what we’re about to do.

My pulse trips as I try to act like I’m not all kinds of fucked up in my head about what they just said.

Skin flushed, thighs clenched, I stare at his sexy as sin mouth as Brex’s hands move to cup my breasts, giving them a firm squeeze before pinching my nipples.

Thumbs grazing the curves of my ass, Logan leans in, brushing his lips feather-light over one cheek as I watch Brex reach into the bag and take out a bottle of lube.

He hands it to Logan and I hear the pop of the lid and the subtle sound of him squirting some into his hand.

I shiver, goosebumps rising as two sets of hands get to work.

Brex pulls the plug from my ass, and Logan swipes his slick hand through my crack. Slowly pushing two fingers inside he starts to pump.

“I want every moan, every pant, every part of you. And make it loud. Don’t you dare hold back. Understand, Angel?”

My world flips upside down. I can’t tell if I’m falling or falling apart.

The sound of Logan tearing open a condom fills my ears along with the snap of it sheathing his cock.

Gripping my waist, he stands, notches his dick against my back hole and presses. The sound he makes when he enters me is a combination of a grunt and a groan. “Holy. Fucking. Shit.”

The sharp burn is quickly overshadowed by my clit throbbing in response to his cock grazing over my sensitive nerves.

Once he’s fully seated, he guides me back so my legs are bracketing his, and he sits back down on the bed with me in his lap.

Pulling me back against his chest, Logan spreads his legs so I’m splayed out for Brex’s smoldering gaze as he lies down. His chest is a wall of heat against my back, arms wrapped around my waist as he starts to move in slow, deliberate thrusts, making my eyes cross.

“You feel so fucking good, Angel,” Logan whispers, breath hot and ragged against my ear. “Taking me so deep.”

Brex crawls between my legs. The first touch of his tongue against my clit sends a jolt through my entire body.

“Oh God,” I gasp, head falling back against Logan’s shoulder.

Logan thrusts deeper, cock stretching me in ways I never thought possible. The dual sensation of him fucking my ass while Brex works my pussy with his mouth has me spiraling.

“Ahh! Yes! Holy shit. Unnggh! Just like that!” I cry.

Pressing two fingers inside my pussy, Brex curls them to hit just the right spot working in tandem with Logan’s cock in my ass.

Moving one hand to knead a breast, Logan grips my throat with the other, applying just the right amount of pressure as he whispers filthy things in my ear and pinches my nipple.