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I’m pulled forwards, straddling his lap this time, my blood roaring with maddening need when I think about him inside me. I crave his cock. I might have had one of the best orgasms of my life but it’s like they filled me with drugs in the process, ones that make me deranged with lust.

My hands reach for his waistband but he brushes them away. “Not yet.” He palms my tits, weighing them in his hands, pushing them together before he bends his mouth, sucking sharply on a sensitive nipple. Then I feel his teeth bite down, his fingers twisting and pulling on my other breast. It feels so good, I arch into his mouth.

His name spills from my lips. “Reuben, yes yes yes.”

“Good girls get to call me Roo,” he mumbles around a breast. “Do you want to be my good girl, Winter?”

I nod, my hands falling to his cock.

He pulls my hair, my actions stopping.

“I’m going to need a verbal answer, gorgeous.”

“Yes,” I rush out.

“See how easy this is?”

I nod.

His golden brown skin is beautiful, his shoulder and arm a canvas of glorious ink. But the tight body underneath has me so thirsty. My hands skirt over every available muscle, feeling them twitch and jerk before he takes my mouth in a searing kiss. We fight for dominance as our tongues swirl and dance together. And his tight, smooth muscles feel so good, making me unhinged with want.

“Good girls get fucked hard,” he grits, lifting me off his lap. “But we’re easing you in.” Quickly, he strips out of his sweats and boxers, a couple of condoms in his hands that he pulled out of a pocket like a magician.

“Thank god,” I mumble, glad he came prepared.

“I’m going need a good supply with you around.”

He’ll need seven a week if my discussions with Emily are anything to go by, this fine piece a part of my daily menu.

He sits back down and I seat myself on his lap, giving him room to work the condom down his heavy shaft. When he’s covered, we fall on each other, kissing and kissing and kissing until my lips go numb and tingly. All the while I slide my pussy along his impressive length, both of us groaning impatiently.

His voice is a baritone rasp. “Get on my dick, Winter, and stay there.”

Uncaring about anyone else in this room, I lift my hips and guide him to my entrance, sinking down until I can’t go any further.

“Ah fuck,” he hisses as I undulate against him, getting situated. “Yeah, baby, like that.”

And then I unleash everything, riding that delicious body with rhythmic precision, viscerally aware of two sexy guys watching every rotation of my hips. Every bounce. My breasts jiggle against Roo’s hard chest as he growls underneath me, thrusting sharply upwards. Wrapping my arms around his neck, our mouths chase as biting pleasure builds deep inside. Slowing down, I feather my pussy against his cock, catching the angle I need. A few seconds later, I’m coming hard and fast, Reuben praising me for every single thing.

There’s a good girl.

Come on my dick, Winter.

You take cock so well.

Worn out, I let him stand, dead-lifting me before withdrawing and dropping me to the burgundy sofa so that my chest is against the sofa back.

We’re not done. On my knees, I look over my shoulder at Luca, then the other shoulder at Brecken, their heavy stares a weight on my skin.

“Now it’s my turn to take you for a ride,” Roo husks in my ear, pushing his way back inside as he gets up behind me. “Look dead ahead,” he commands. “We might not have any cameras, but that glass is like a mirror. Watch me fuck you. Let Luca and Brecken watch me fuck you.” His hands sweep up my stomach and cover my heaving breasts. My nipples hurt I’m so turned on, Reuben toying with them, everything tightening and burning as he mauls my throat with large, open-mouth kisses.

Done with that, he plows my ass with a punishing rhythm, his hot breath ghosting over my ear. It has goosebumps skittering everywhere, shivers racing down my back and arms. The image of us in the window is a visual I don’t normally see, and I love watching Reuben’s tortured expression. Love seeing how his body ruts into mine, every muscle taut. Tension lines Brecken’s face. Luca relaxes on the sofa, enjoying this, acting like this is normal.

Watching my reaction to how good he feels is like feeling everything twice. So I lose myself to a million, brilliant sensations as I pant and moan, sensing all their eyes on me.

Our thrusting bodies make the sofa rock, and I fear it will tip. But that thought is ejected from my mind when Reuben’s fingers swirl over my clit with practiced knowledge. He strums me into a mewling mess, his cock stoking a razing fire through my core. As he jerks up into me, every blissful sensation coalesces into something cataclysmic. With the fingers from one hand dancing over my clit, and the other hand gripping my throat, my body convulses in violent waves around him.

I cry out, his cock teasing out every last twisting strain of heat and pleasure, his movements rough and unrestrained. He rails my ass so hard before he comes, I worry about the integrity of the condom.

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