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Chapter 29
KEALY
Holy mother of god, I was bent over for all the world to see. And you know what? I loved it.
Naughty me. Who knew?
While I was leaning into Rand, kissing and nibbling his lips, there were three gorgeous male models—my gorgeous male models—behind me getting ready have their way with me. I was so excited that my legs trembled, threatening to drop me to my knees. Which wouldn’t have been so bad, really.
Someone’s hands—I had no idea whose—smoothed over my ass so lightly, I broke out in goosebumps. They were quickly followed by a tongue that ran the length of my slit, first teasing my clit, ready to explode from the sensation, and then to my opening. I felt moisture on the inside of my legs.
I couldn’t hide how turned on I was. And I didn’t really want to, anyway.
After teasing my opening, the tongue wandered past my pussy to the sensitive spot between it and my ass. Christ, I nearly went through the roof when I felt that and just when I thought that by itself might make me explode in orgasm, the tongue was on my asshole.
Oh. My. God.
I couldn’t help it. I pushed my ass right back into whoever’s face was behind me. There was no way to stop it.
As I did, two fingers plunged in my pussy and started to pump, first stretching me open, and when they were nice and soaked, fucking me as deeply as they could. I moaned into Rand’s mouth and buried my head in his shoulder, too distracted to keep kissing.
While my ass was being licked and my pussy pumped, Marlon put one foot up on the sofa cushion beside me. He made quick work of his belt and fly and presented me with his beautiful brown cock. As he pressed it to my lips, I took the opportunity to savor the glistening drop of precum that seeped out when he squeezed his cockhead for me. Before I licked it off, I gazed up at him and found him looking down at me with a blissful smile.
“Take it, baby,” he said. “Eat my cock.”
I needed no further encouragement, especially since Rand in front of me was pulling and twisting my nipples, and someone else was pressuring my asshole with what felt like two digits. The fourth guy—either Cross or Shane—had reached under me to play with my clit.
If I died right then and there, I would have died happy. No, happier than happy.
But I didn’t die.
“God, baby.”
It was Shane’s Irish voice.
“Your pussy is so tight.”
All I could do was moan with a mouthful of Marlon’s cock banging against the back of my throat.
“You gonna come for us, baby?” Rand asked as he twisted my nipples to the point where I had tears in my eyes.
The hand working my clit made faster circles, and I pistoned Marlon’s cock from the head down to his balls and back as all four guys worked me with an urgent, primal hunger.
Blood roared through my ears, and my vision blurred. Marlon started to spurt in my mouth, and I swallowed as fast as I could. The feel of him coming released my own orgasm, which rushed over me in violent shudders. Several hands caught me as my knees buckled and held me until the waves ceased their crashing. Rand, still seated, pulled me into his arms where he cradled me and stroked my hair.
“Oh, my god. You guys. Too much. So amazing…” I mumbled.
“Shhh, baby,” Rand whispered, kissing me on the temple. He reached for a throw on the back of the sofa and gathered it around me.
“You good, darlin’?” Shane asked.
I shook some of the cobwebs out. I wanted to be alert for what came next.
“Yes, yes I am. That was amazing.” I slid off Rand’s lap and pulled the throw tightly around myself. The room was suddenly chilled.
Or was that just me? Cross and Rand both had little beads of sweat across their foreheads, and Marlon and Shane had gone to the kitchen to get us all big tumblers of water.
“Wow,” I said, shaking my head as I looked from one of my gorgeous guys to the other.
When I’d stopped shivering, I stood and walked around the room, picking up my scattered clothing.
“What’s the rush, darlin’? You got somewhere to go?” Marlon asked.
Out of all the guys, he was the most intuitive. And his instincts were usually right on.
I jumped into my underwear and pulled on my shirt and jeans. I knew the guys would be wondering what the hell I was up to, but our lovely, amazing, earth-shattering session had just cemented something for me. Something I had to share.
“Guys. I’ve made a decision.” I looked at all their beautiful faces.
“I can’t choose just one of you. I’m not going to. Hurting any of you would break me like I’ve never been broken before.” I shook my head hard, sucking in a small sob I’d hoped I could hide.
“Kealy, c’mon,” Cross said. I pictured him with his little Joey, and my heart split down the middle.
“Because I can’t choose any one of you, I am not choosing at all. I’m going to leave town, go to California or someplace sunny, and start over. New York isn’t working for me.” I stood, frantically searching for my purse. I needed my phone to call Marina.
Shane stood, too, and reached for my arm. But he wasn’t fast enough. I avoided his touch by spinning on my heel and running for the door. Before any of them knew what was happening, I was running down the hall toward an open elevator door. When it opened to the lobby, I ran like hell and grabbed a cab that had just started to pull away from the curb.
It was like it was meant to happen, my getting the hell out of there.
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