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Feeling Dalton’s wanting gaze on my face, I turn to take him in, loving the heated desire in his eyes. I can’t help but reach out and pull him toward me. He leans in, and without skipping a beat, his lips come down on mine, claiming me.
Easton’s hands roam over my body, slipping beneath the waistband of my pants and pushing down to my ass. He grabs ahold, squeezing tight, so I press back against him, wanting more, and he doesn’t disappoint.
My pussy clenches, and I hastily reach down between us, working his belt buckle and freeing that undeniably thick cock. He’s already hard and ready to go, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to take my time warming him up before pushing him right to the edge.
My hand closes around him, my thumb and fingers not even close to being able to touch, and I watch the way his eyes become hooded with desire as I work him just the way he likes it. My thumb roams over his tip before trailing all the way back down, and he groans, his body tensing beneath me.
Easton has never been the type to take without warming me up first, and he can barely wait before his hand is freed from my pants and he grips my waist, pulling me up just enough to pull my pants down my legs, taking my underwear along with them. He settles me back on his lap, his fingers reaching between my legs and brushing over my clit, making my whole body jolt with pleasure.
He does it again and this time, he doesn’t dare stop.
Dalton adjusts himself beside us, and instead of making him suffer, I reach down and free him too, and the second my fingers are wrapped around that pierced monster cock, he leans back in, claiming my lips once again.
I grind against Easton, needing more, and reading my body so perfectly, he pushes two thick fingers deep inside my pussy, keeping his thumb on my clit, driving me wild with need. His fingers pulse inside me, and I tip my head back, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
“Fuck, I need you now,” I tell him.
A deep growl tears from the back of his throat, and the second I push higher on my knees, he adjusts his cock beneath me and loses his pants. Then as I lower myself back down, I take him deep, my pussy clenching around his delicious size.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans, his eyes fluttering as I take all of him. Keeping one hand on Dalton’s cock, I grip Easton’s shoulder with the other and pause, getting used to the way my walls stretch around him. Then when he lifts his hand and brushes the backs of his knuckles down my face, I almost come right then and there. “Dance for me, Pretty.”
Goddamn. Yes, Sir.
His hand drops to my thigh, his fingers roaming over the small cross he branded on my skin, and it sends a thrill shooting right through me. Gripping his shoulders tighter, I start to move, dancing for my man, and when he grips my tank and pulls it right over my head to expose my body, I’ve never felt so free.
Dalton inches in, his big hand closing around mine on his cock, both of us working him together, and when he can’t take it a second longer, he nods to Easton. “Turn her around,” he rumbles. “I need to taste her.”
My brow arches, not understanding how this is possibly going to work in such a small space, but if he has a plan, I’m good to go with it.
Without hesitation, Easton flips me around until I’m facing the back of the driver’s seat. Zade’s intense, desire-filled stare finds me in the rearview mirror, and my skin prickles as his eyes drop to my tits, taking in the way they gently bounce with my movements.
With my pussy now on display, my cunt so perfectly taking Easton from beneath me, Dalton reaches over, his fingers rolling over my clit. The pleasure blasts through my body, and I lean back against Easton’s chest, his arm wrapping around my body and gripping my tit.
Dalton plays, his fingers exploring and dipping lower to where Easton’s cock is buried deep inside me, and he doesn’t hold back, pushing them inside me and feeling the way I bounce on top of Easton. “That’s right, Firefly,” Dalton murmurs. “Show him how fucking good you give it.”
There’s no denying that Easton knows damn well just how good I give it, but who am I to correct him when I appreciate his approval so much?
He draws his fingers out of me before lifting them to my mouth and trailing my wetness over my lips. “See how fucking sweet you taste, baby?” he murmurs, watching the way my tongue greedily pokes out and takes everything he’s offering.
