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“Well, baby?” Noah questions. He’s still running his hand over my body, stopping every so often to circle his thumb over my nipples, teasing them as they strain beneath the fabric of my shirt.
“Yes,” I whisper. I’m so hot right now, my body on fire with need. I need to feel them, all of them.
It feels like it happens quickly, as soon as the word leaves my lips the boys are surrounding me, one on every side of me. Hands trace over my body. My shoulders, my back, my tits, my thighs—everything is being touched, massaged, pinched.
I’m straddled on Noah’s lap, his head is in the crook of my neck kissing me all over, sending chills down my spine. “Do you like this, baby? You like having everyone
's hands on you?” Noah sneers.
“Yes,” I answer with a shallow breath. I love it, having all of the attention, all of their hands on me. But I want more, I want them lower.
“You’re needy for them, aren’t you, baby?” he taunts.
My body responds to him before I can. My breath hitches, my thighs shake, and I can feel myself grinding on Noah, searching for any amount of friction. Anything to get me there.
“Say it.” He demands, his voice colder.
This isn’t the first time the boys have seen me naked and wanting. Noah’s a controlling asshole, demanding and dominant. But every once and a while he shares, but only with his brothers and only on his terms.
“I want them.” I moan, and his mouth comes to mine, kissing me roughly. He pulls back and I feel the other hands start to leave me, eliciting a whimper. Noah’s hands come to me instead, pulling the hoodie off of me, tossing it to the floor in a heap of fabric.
I’m braless underneath, exposed to them without the protection of my hoodie.
“Fucking beautiful.” Noah breaths, and the words penetrate my skin, making me feel alive and powerful. “Up,” he demands. “I want these off,” he tells me, snapping the waistband of my shorts.
I stand quickly, letting him slip the shorts and my panties down my legs. He leans in to kiss me, simultaneously bringing his hand to my pussy, nudging me open. I widen my stance for him, giving him the space he needs.
He slips a finger through my folds, gathering my wetness and circling it around my clit. A moan escapes my lips as soon as he touches me. All of the touching, the dirty words have me worked up and needing a release.
“Please,” I beg.
“Not yet.” He says, pulling away from me quickly and leaving me empty. He sits back down on the loveseat and pats his leg. “I want you to sit here, baby girl. I want you to show my brothers your pretty pussy.”
I do as he says, sitting on his lap and spreading my legs for him. His fingers come back to me, slipping one through my slit and back up to my clit, swirling my wetness around the bundle of nerves.
“Do you want Beckett’s fingers in your cunt, baby?” he growls, and instinctively I nod, because I do. I want to feel more.
Beckett wastes no time, dropping to his knees on the hard floor and coming closer to me. He spreads my lips, dipping a single finger into me, slowly finding a rhythm.
Pax and Vaughn are on either side of me now. I feel Pax’s warm tattooed hand come to my tit, palming me and pinching my nipple. Vaughn’s hands are rubbing my opposite arm, his fingers trailing up to my collarbone, then my jawline.
There's so much sensation, so many things to feel. The warmth in my stomach is expanding, spreading through my body. I feel high on the sexual energy almost as much as the pot.
“I want more,” I whisper, arching my back pushing myself out for these boys.
“Yeah, baby.” Noah whispers, tugging on my earlobe with his teeth.
At the same time, Beckett adds another finger in me, stretching me out, filling me up.
“And what about V, baby, can he finger you too?” The words feel so dirty as he whispers them to me, but I nod, giving my approval to Vaughn who’s eager to join in. He drops down next to Beckett, adding a finger next to the two already there and matching Beck’s rhythm.
Every inch of my skin is tingling, there's a fire coursing through my veins. The warmth in my lower belly is ready to explode, I can barely contain the feeling.
“Come for us, baby.” Noah demands, as if he knows I won’t last another fucking minute.
I explode around them, crashing over the waves of my orgasm with a harsh breath. “Fuck,” I growl. “Fuck.”
A deep sinister chuckle roars from Noah’s chest. “Get on your knees, baby.”
