Page 32 of Waiting for It


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I heard the tear of foil. A condom? A moment later, Luke glided his cock along my slit, startling me and cranking my arousal higher. He slipped up and down a few times, before gliding inside me. “Fuuuuck.” He gripped my hips tightly. “I love seeing you like this. Flushed. Wet. Sucking on a thick cock while I’m buried balls deep in your cunt. So fucking sexy.”

His crude words were as enticing as any touch and spurred me on. I wanted him to fuck me, fill me up, and whisper filthy things in my ear forever, while he called me baby doll. I shouldn’t like the nickname, but the way Luke said it, I wanted to be his everything.

I rocked between the two men, falling into a haze of ecstasy. The pace picked up. Luke pounded harder. Chase struck the back of my throat with every thrust, though he had his fist wrapped around the base of his cock.

“God, Annie. I’m so close.” Chase pulled back, stroking his shaft.

I stared up at him, desire and desperation coursing through me. “Come in my mouth?” I pleaded.

That earned me another pair of grunts that felt like the most delicious praise, and Chase forced himself between my lips again.

A salty spurt hit the back of my throat, and then kept going. The noises Chase made, sharp and punctuated, were a million tiny fingers dancing over my skin.

He knelt to kiss me, licking himself from my lips. He reached a hand between my legs. When he found my clit, my body shuddered away, still tender.

Luke covered Chase’s fingers before he could withdraw, and used both their hands to stroke my clit.

Orgasm rushed up fast, tearing a scream from my throat and flooding my entire body. I clenched around the shaft buried inside me. I felt like all of me opened up.

Luke’s grunts grew punctuated then stuttered, reaching a frantic pace, before he slowed to a stop. We all sat there, panting. The cool air kissed the sweat from my skin, and Luke trailed his tongue up my spine, doing the same.

“I think you left a wet spot,” he muttered.

I’d never done that before. “Sorry.”

“Never be sorry for that.” Chase was studying me with adoration that made my pulse kick up again.

“I guess we’ll have to use the other bed.” Most of the growl was gone from Luke’s voice, but I still heard the undercut.

My dreams were going to be filled with wet, sticky sex and baby doll for a long time.

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