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My hand is nowhere near as good as Emma’s sweet pussy would be, but it’s some relief, at least. I tug in harsh, hard strokes as I lose myself in memories of fucking her. Of the sounds she made and the way her body came apart beneath me, the way her walls gripped me hard as she came.
“Oh, fuck…”
With a deep, guttural grunt, I slap my free hand against the tiles of the shower as ropes of cum spill over my fingers, sliding down to wash away down the drain.
I jerk off once more before turning off the shower and heading into the living room to crash on the couch.
But it barely makes a difference.
I still fall asleep thinking of nothing but Emma.
6
Emma
Three male bodies surround the bed, one on each side and one at the foot.
Three pairs of eyes gaze at me with burning intensity, the heat in them making my skin prickle with a delicious awareness.
West, Trent, and Reese.
They’re all here, and they’re all looking at me like they want to devour me.
I want them to.
I want to be consumed by these three men, taken apart by them and put back together as a new version of myself.
When we got back from the police station, I finally admitted to them that I can’t choose between them. That I don’t know how to begin picking one of them over the others.
I open my mouth to tell them again, but before I can say anything, all three of them move.
West and Trent crawl onto the bed on either side of me while Reese climbs onto the mattress near my feet. I’m sprawled out on top of the covers, and his hands slide over my legs, the slight roughness of his palms grazing the skin of my calves and ankles.
I shiver, my toes curling involuntarily as my hips shift on the bed, and he grins at me—that devilish, slightly crooked grin I’m coming to recognize.
The one I’m starting to love.
He lifts one leg slightly, dipping his head to graze his lips over my flesh, and a small sound of appr
eciation falls from my mouth.
“I think she likes that.” Trent smiles, kneeling beside me and cocking his head as he takes me in.
He’s hard, just like he was in the living room, and as I watch, he palms his cock through his jeans, rubbing his hand up and down the thick bulge as if he just needs to take the edge off a little.
“Then she’ll love this.”
There’s a challenge in West’s words, and the next thing I know, large hands are tugging my tank top off over my head, leaving my breasts and stomach completely bare. My nipples peak in the cool air of the dark bedroom, and when West’s mouth closes over one breast, the wet heat makes my back bow off the bed.
“Oh, fuck. Yes!”
My cry is breathy and desperate, and West chuckles. I feel the vibrations of it against my skin, and the sensation makes me gasp. Before I can draw in a full breath of air, Trent kisses me, his mouth sealing over mine with fierce hunger.
Holy fuck. It’s so much. Too much.
Sensations are coming from so many different parts of my body that my brain can barely register all of them. Reese’s mouth is still working its way up my leg, his lips and teeth brushing my thigh, and West’s hand massages my other breast as Trent slides his tongue into my mouth, devouring my sounds of pleasure as if they’re his last meal.
My body writhes softly on the blankets, my hands moving restlessly as I grope and stroke every part of the men I can reach. They work together to pull my shorts and panties off, leaving me completely naked.
