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“Let go of her,” Atlanta yelled out.
“Jessup. I need you, Jessup. Come on, I need you now,” she said to him over and over again. His eyes were wide and bulging. He looked so lost, as though he was half in his dream and half in the present. He looked at her and then at his buddies.
“I need you. You’re not there anymore. You’re here with me and your team. We need you,” she said to him.
He exhaled and cursed loudly then pulled her lower and under him.
Nina gasped, feeling the weight of his heavy body crushing her, but he looked so needy. He actually looked scared.
“Easy, Jessup. Easy,” she whispered, and he lowered his head and face to the crook of her neck and started breathing in her scent.
She locked gazes with the others, who all knelt on the bed ready to tear him from her if Jessup tried to hurt her. But he wasn’t hurting her. He was accepting her help, and she caressed his arm until she felt his lips suckle against her skin on her neck.
He pulled her back against his front and inhaled her hair and skin over and over again. It was as if he was infusing her scent into his body and calming himself down. He squeezed her so tightly that the realization of how big he was—and how capable—both frightened and aroused her. She felt his thick cock against her ass and his hard chest against her back, and he held her, hugging her to him until his breathing calmed.
She froze the moment his palm moved along her bare belly then up over her breast. His mouth licked along her neck, and he made his way to her lips and started kissing her deeply.
She felt him pluck her nipple and tug on it. She moaned into his mouth. Jessup was just as experienced at the others. Her pussy clenched.
Nina felt his hands move along her wrists as he maneuvered over her body, straddling her hips. He continued to kiss her as he pressed her hands up above her head. She moaned into his mouth and felt his thick cock against her groin as he rocked against her.
Jessup had strong, defined stomach muscles and was in superb physical condition. As he released her lips, he looked down into her eyes and adjusted his position so he was pressed between her opened thighs as he ran his hands along her arms, sitting up. “You’re so young and smell so good. It isn’t right to want you like this.”
She reached up and ran her hands along his muscular arms, taking in the sight of his scars and gentling her touch. Then she cupped his cheeks.
“Why? Do I scare you, Jessup? Is that why you push me away and why you said such mean things to me?”
He looked displeased with himself and almost embarrassed. “I’m all fucked up, inside and out. It’s the worst time.”
“The worst time?”
“To want someone so beautiful, so young and unscathed by the violence, the terror I live with every day and night. That my team lives with, too.”
“I don’t care about any of that. I care about how you all make me feel. I want to make you feel good, and to make you feel special, too.”
He shook his head. “It’s wrong,” he whispered and lowered himself onto the bed beside her.
She turned onto her side to face him. He looked at her lips, ran his thick, long finger along them, then to her jaw and her hair. He ran his fingers through the dark strands.
Nina stared up into Jessup’s dark brown eyes and the expressions of struggle, sadness, and anger all pooled there. She licked her lip, and he squinted, then let his hand glide from her hair to her shoulder and then to her breast and her hip.
She closed her eyes and relished the feel of his masculinity and how his touch aroused her, especially as the others sat by, watching over them. The fact that they didn’t leave them alone made her wonder if they wanted her, too, or if they were there to protect her if Jessup lost control. It made her nervous, but more so, it seemed to cause an eruption deeper in her core. She wanted so badly to be part of something, to feel important, to be attached to something deeper in her life. Why she thought these men could provide that for her, even temporari
ly, she didn’t know, nor did she care.
Jessup trailed his fingers along the elastic of her shorts. She sucked in a slow breath as her pussy clenched, and she felt desperate to be touched down there again.
He pressed under the elastic and along her tattoo. He pushed her shorts lower as he leaned over and kissed her hipbone and then the tattoo. He swirled his tongue lower, colliding with the top of her mound, and she lifted up, toward his mouth.
He shifted up and held her gaze. “So fucking beautiful.” His lips touched her skin again, and then she felt his tongue against her mound. “So responsive to my touch.” He pressed his lips to hers, and then she felt his hand smooth down her shorts before his fingers stroked up into her cunt.
Nina moaned into his mouth and thrust against his fingers. Up and down she lifted off the mattress, and when her legs felt cramped, she pushed her shorts lower and toed them off completely.
He pulled from her mouth. “Holy fuck, you’re beautiful when you’re aroused. So incredibly beautiful.” He continued to stroke her pussy.
“She sure is, Jessup, and she tastes fucking delicious, too,” Atlanta told him as he climbed onto the bed. He lifted her top and cupped her breast, then leaned down to kiss her mouth.
She felt the bed dip, and Jessup was stroking her cunt and moving around. Atlanta released her lips then lowered his mouth to her breast.
