Page 32 of Pucking the Players


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"I can't," Tate groaned, sitting on his ass and pulling her from the chair to his lap. She melted into him and fuck...Iwas hard again. But now wasn't the time. I ignored my aching cock as I sank down next to them, my thigh pressed to his as my hands ran up and down her spine.

"The fuck," Elias gasped as he finished reading the array of hate. "Mother fucker." He tossed her phone to me and pulled out his own, likely already deleting tons of them.

"Baby, stop crying," Tate pleaded. She sniffled again and took a shaky breath, trying her hardest to fight it off.

"I don't hate how I look," she admitted. "For a lot of years I did, but I was in a good place. Then he got to me and I read all that, and it just..."

She trailed off but we could fill in the rest.

"Stand up," Elias demanded. She blinked over at him in surprise but we didn't question him. If anyone was chipper enough to accomplish an impromptu pep talk, it was him.

He pulled her upright and gestured for us to stand. He circled our girl like a shark, a contemplative look on his face as he rubbed his chin. His eyes were boring into her as if scrutinizing every inch. She shifted on her feet, uncertain where this was going.

"Pink hair is a bonus, I'd say that adds a few points," he started. Tate rolled his eyes but I joined in.

"The ass gives at least four. It's fucking delicious," I purred, smacking her lightly on the ass. She yelped, her face flaming as she bit back a laugh.

"The curves alone are a solid extra five," Tate agreed.

She rolled her eyes.

"I don't know, even without seeing her gloriously naked, I'm thinking she's at least a twenty on a scale of one to ten," Elias agreed, finally stopping in front of her. Now his smile was gone, replaced by heat. "I can't make those kinds of comments stop. All you can do is cling to the knowledge you drive all three of us fucking crazy. And that you are easily one of the sexiest women I've ever met."

"You guys don't need to lie to me," she laughed, the hint of doubt still lingering.

Tate was the first to move, dropping his shorts to show off how hard he was. Elias and I did the same, all three of us hard as steel just from openly checking her out.

"Oh my god, guys!" she screeched, hands over her eyes but she was still peeking in between.

We put our hard dicks away and I chuckled.

"Well, I thought I made it clear, maybe this will help it sink in more."

"You're crazy," she said, laughing hard now. Tate looked downright pleased with himself but it fell away at the look of promise I gave him. If I couldn't fuck someone else, I could at least fuck him tonight. "You two."

The accusation was more of an 'I knew it' exclamation than upset about it and I shrugged.

"He's hot as fuck," I said in my defense.

"He is," she agreed with a heated look his way.

"Give in, baby. Let me fuck you," Tate begged. "We can fuck you together."

"Wait," she said, ignoring his pleading and looking at Elias.

"Nope," he said firmly. "I'm not into dick. I am into you, however, and I'd fuck you and let them watch."

Her breath caught and she shook her head.

"Weshould get out there before you guys talk me into something," she muttered. Elias stepped up and grabbed the corner of his shirt, clearing the smudged makeup.

"There. Let's go eat while you think about when you want to go on our date. We won," he teased, linking his arm through hers and pulling her out of the room.

"I said maybe," she protested. Each time she pushed us away it was with even less fight.

"You slept in my bed last night and you're going to pretend there's nothing between us?" Elias gasped.

She let out a squeak and looked around before hissing back at him. "You weren't in it, asshole!"

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