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Oliver’s hand palms my pussy, his slick fingers rubbing over my clit.
“Ahh, I can’t take it anymore,” I whimper, hanging on the edge of a massive climax.
“You can, baby,” Oliver says, thrusting into me. “Just let yourself go.”
“Don’t stop,” Simon orders in a rough voice. “I love the way she looks right now. Look at those rosy lips spread wide open. She needs my cock between them.”
Pleasure crashes over me, sweeping me under its throes. My body arches under him, my mouth gasping for air. A small cry escapes me as my inner walls squeeze hard against Oliver’s cock.
Simon grabs my boobs and squeezes them hard, turning me into a gasping, whimpering mess.
Oliver stops teasing me, his hands shifting away to grip my thighs as he pounds inside me. “Ah, fuck,” he gasps out, going stiff and still for a moment.
Next second, a rush of white-hot liquid bursts deep inside me. Oliver’s body shudders against mine as he empties himself completely.
“I feel like I’ve waited my whole life for this,” he says. Staying buried inside me, he leans into me and runs his tongue along the apple of my cheek. “You’re mine, Rory,” he whispers in a possessive voice that reverberates through me.
Closing my eyes against the pleasure still thrumming through me, I moan.
Oliver raises himself over me, staring at me with fierce intensity. “I can’t believe I want more,” he growls, swiping his tongue over my lips. His words register in my mind as I feel his cock growing harder inside me.
“Enough,” says Simon. “It’s my turn now.”
“She just looks so small and innocent,” says Oliver, his gaze raking over my naked body. “I want to fucking bite every inch of her skin.”
A thrill of danger rushes through me. The intensity in his gaze tells me how honest he’s being right now. I should feel scared, but all I feel is desire. Icravehis hunger for me.
“Enough, Oli,” Simon growls. “She looks exhausted already. Get off hernow.”
Some of the dark intensity recedes from Oliver’s eyes. He gently pulls out of me and moves away. His seeds drip down my thighs but I don’t have the energy to get up and clean myself.
I glance toward Simon. Even though he’s still fully dressed, I can clearly make out the hard lump in the front of his trousers.
“Simon,” I call out. “Don’t you want to...” I leave the rest of the words hanging between us. His brother just pleasured me until I can barely move. How embarrassing is it that I still want more?
Simon shakes his head. “I’ll help you clean up and then, we’ll go downstairs for dinner.”
“What?”
“You’re exhausted, Princess,” he says, trying to force a grin. “I don’t want to push you beyond your limits.”
“No! I do want you.”
A warm look descends into his eyes. Reaching out, he brushes away the stray, sweaty strands away from my forehead. “You don’t have to push yourself so hard, darling.”
“But, that’s not fair,” I whine. “You deserve some relaxation too.”
Simon chuckles. “I’ll have an extra beer tonight for myrelaxation.” Leaning down, he kisses my forehead tenderly. “As much as I want to bury myself in you, I don’t want to jeopardize your recovery, love. You’re still not strong enough to take me right after my brother’s had his turn with you.”
I can’t believe how Simon is ready to sacrifice his needs for my sake. My bodyisexhausted but I can’t get rid of my desire to please him.
“Could you do something for me if I asked?” I ask in a soft voice.
Concern descends into both Oliver's and Simon’s sky-blue eyes.
“Sure,” Simon answers. “We’ll do anything for you, Rory.”
“Take your clothes off for me, please,” I say in the sweetest voice I can muster.
