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“I’m going to fuck you now,” Janus breathed into my ear.
I nodded. “Please.”
I hadn’t even seen him pull himself out. But I was wet and ready when I felt his cock at my entrance. I was still throbbing from the club. These men were crazy.
These men were crazy… and I loved them.
So I said it out loud. “I love you.”
The spark that lit in Janus’s eye—might have just been a passing streetlight—but the way that he leaned down and passionately kissed me. Taking me. Devouring me. Giving me pleasure beyond imagination. That didn’t have anything to do with the lighting.
He made love to my mouth, teasing me with his tongue while the head of his cock dipped in and out of my swollen pussy lips.
“Say it again.” He reached underneath me, grabbing my ass and shifting me at the same time so he could slide in another inch.
“Oh God,” I gasped.
“I have been known to go by that name,” Janus said, “now say it again.” He thrust forward, burying himself balls deep.
“I love you,” I said, straining against his hold at my wrists. I wanted to wrap my arms around his neck.
But he was still letting me know who was in control. Even as he asked for me to give what I could only give freely. My love. Every bit of it drove pleasure higher.
Janus bent over me so far, his teeth were at the base of my neck, nipping me as he said, “Now tell Milo. Tell Milo what we both know is the truth. Let him know, baby, while I fuck you like something out of his best wet dream.”
I shuddered, my left leg doing what my arms couldn’t—wrapping around his body as he penetrated me. He thrust more furiously than ever. And over his shoulder I looked at Milo in the reclined front seat. He was fisting his cock. Fisting it roughly and jerking himself as he watched Janus fuck me.
“I love you, Milo,” I said, heaving for breath, wrists still restrained. “I fucking love you and you know it.”
Milo came, long ropey streams shooting out onto the dash. Leander swore but I just licked my lips.
“Oh fuck yeah, Daddy. Do you—”
Janus thrust so hard I was momentarily out of breath.
“—have any more for me?” I finished on a gasp.
Milo made a strained noise and his face contorted. More cum spurted as he jacked himself even harder, eyes never straying from me, from Janus fucking me, from—
I screamed out my orgasm. It was the first time I didn’t have to be quiet. Leander had gotten us onto a highway.
So I howled as Janus fucked an orgasm out of me and Milo kept fucking his hand long after any cum could possibly be left his balls as he watched Janus continue to fuck the shit out of me.
“I’m about to get off the goddamned highway,” Leander growled from the front seat.
Janus grunted above me and thrust, his ass moving up and down as he jerked forward, in and out and in, out, then in again.
He only pulled out when Leander hit an exit ramp.
And then Janus yanked his cock out of me only to grab me and tug me down the back seat so that I was underneath him.
“I’m gonna ruin your pretty dress, little girl.” He rubbed his cock over my mouth as I nodded.
“Look at how fucking perfect you are. The only thing that could make you prettier…”
I opened my mouth. He rubbed his cock around my lips. Jesus, I loved this move. I don’t know why it made me feel so sensual but it did. Especially when I looked up at his face, where he was watching the tableau of us, transfixed.
It was these moments—these raw bits where I saw them, and felt them inside me, all of us together and naked in every way, being penetrated, and stimulated—that made all the rest of it worth it.
Them giving me pleasure after pleasure, me knowing I was giving them all pleasure and something more.
These weren’t the kind of men who went to a therapist when they had feelings about their mother coming into town. They were the kind of men who needed to fuck it out. Different strokes for different folks. Speaking of different strokes…
Janus was stroking his glorious shaft right above me, worshipfully, as the car began to slow.
“There’s no more time,” Leander said from the front.
And Janus erupted in a stream, coating my dress from top to bottom.
“Jesus, that’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen,” Milo swore, collapsing back on the seat with a smile on his face, hand still stroking his semi.
And then he looked back at me, smile softening—hand never leaving his cock, which made me giggle, as he said— “I love you too, baby.”
FOURTEEN
HOPE
Milo was as good as his word. He had indeed ruined my dress. Not that any of them seemed to mind in their hurry to get me upstairs. Milo wasn’t the only one who had been… Well, willing to channel his emotions into… a more physical approach.
