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I gripped myself, tilted forward, and rammed home. She moaned around Rowan’s cock as I filled her pussy, and he fisted his hands in her hair, throwing his head back and letting loose a throaty moan of his own. She was so tight around me, and she looked so enticing, giving herself to us like this. Being a slut for us. For me.
I slowed my rhythm, fighting off the orgasm that threatened to rip through me.
“Fuck yeah,” Rowan grunted roughly, looking down at her blonde head bobbing in front of him. His grip on her hair tightened and he forced himself deeper down her throat. “Choke on my cock, princess. Take it all.”
Fuck. My balls were so tight, aching for release, but I never wanted this experience to end.
Rowan and I had avoided looking directly at each other—it was undeniably awkward to Eiffel Tower a girl with another straight guy, each trying to keep his own pleasure to himself. But now we locked eyes.
“Thanks for sharing this delicious little slut,” he said with a wicked grin. I paused, unsure how she would feel about the name-calling, but when I felt her pussy start to pulse and gush around my cock, I knew that she was all for it.
“You like being called a slut, Hope?” I asked quietly, pulling out and slamming back into her, shoving her forward and making her choke on Rowan again. She nodded, as much as she could manage with his cock buried in her throat. “I can tell. You’re so wet, baby.” I reached under her stomach, feeling around until my fingers found her clit. She stiffened and moaned with her mouth full. “You love being used like a dirty whore in an alley by two cocks at once, don’t you?”
Rowan lifted her off his cock by her hair so she could answer me as I rammed myself home again. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed the top of her dress, yanking it down so her luscious tits swung free.
“Ah!” she gasped, and then she moaned. “Yes. I love it.”
“Like any good little slut would,” I said, teasing her nipples with one hand while I used the other to rub her clit.
“Jesus,” Rowan hissed. He was staring at her in amazement as her warm mouth wrapped around him and she took him down her throat. I fucked her onto him, earning a choked groan with every thrust. We were all three on the edge. With my fingertips still firmly pressed against her clit, rubbing wide, easy circles around it, I took her to the threshold, until she was airtight around my cock.
“Don’t come until I say you can, Hope,” I instructed gently, but I didn’t ease up.
I kept pushing her swollen button, kept fucking her, using her, giving her exactly what she wanted.
What she needed.
Right there in the alley behind Copper’s, Rowan and I made her ours.
11.
Hope
I was hallucinating. Imagining that I was in someone else’s life, some wild and crazy woman like Lola who did things like getting spit-roasted in an alley. No way was this me. I must have been dreaming about something I read in a book.
If so, I didn’t want to come back to reality any time soon. Jamie was the reassuring presence at my back, his familiar cock fucking me, stretching me, as he expertly thrummed my clit and squeezed my breasts. I was rocking my hips against him, desperate for more, desperate to come, but he told me I couldn’t. Not until he gave me permission. Why did that make me wetter than I’d ever been in my life? I knew this was my decision, to be used like this. But he still managed to make me feel like he was calling all the shots.
It was unbelievably hot.
“I’m not going to last much longer, dude,” Rowan said above me. My lips curled around him in a triumphant smile as I took him deeper, gagging myself on the head of his cock and letting my spit run freely down his shaft. “Jesus, that’s it,” he groaned, holding me in place with his fists in my hair as he plunged even deeper into my throat.
I knew Jamie was close, too. I’d fucked him enough to be able to read his body language like braille. Right now, every thrust brought us both closer, as we both swelled and locked together, and I knew nothing could tear us apart.
“You ready to swallow Rowan’s come?” Jamie asked in my ear, a hand squeezing one of them hard enough to leave fingerprint bruises while his other one brushed my clit, light as air, teasing me. He knew that I wasn’t going to last much longer, either. Not at this rate, not if he didn’t take mercy on me. I made an eager noise of ascent, all I could manage with Rowan’s eight inches fucking my face. Jamie’s hot breath was on my ear. “You can’t wait to taste him, can you?” I shook my head, and Rowan pulled back and then pushed forward, pushed me down so far on his shaft that his pubic hair was tickling my nose. I opened my jaw as much as I could, swallowing around him, milking him with my throat. I couldn’t breathe, and I had tears and a little snot running down my face, but I didn’t care. I just wanted to make them feel as amazing as I felt.
I brought my hand up to gently cup Rowan’s balls and then squeezed, and he roared as he erupted salty come into my mouth. It coated my throat and I gulped it down. I could feel it, warm in my stomach, as he eased back.
I figured he would walk away, his work done, but he surprised me by crouching down in front of me and grabbing my chin, holding my head up so I was looking into his eyes.
“You did such a good job,” he murmured as he covered my lips with his, and then he parted them with his tongue, swirling it around mine and tasting himself on me as I panted into his mouth. I moaned, kissing him back hungrily, pushing my tongue between his lips while Jamie increased his pace behind me. The sound of his thighs slapping against my ass echoed off the brick walls all around us. I clenched my core as hard as I could, willing the climax away, but the way he was touching me, fucking me, there was nothing I could do. I tensed up and then cried out against Rowan’s mouth, desperate for Jamie’s permission. He covered my back with his chest, holding me hard against the curve of his body, fucking up into me with jarring thrusts as he gasped in my ear.
“Now, Hope. Come for me, baby.”
If Rowan hadn’t shoved his tongue into my mouth at exactly the right time, I would have screamed like someone was murdering me as I finally released the hot, relentless energy that had been building in my core. The orgasm went on forever, unfolding in infinite time and space, both of us cresting again and again as our bodies rocked together, perfectly in sync.
“God, yes,” Jamie said into my hair. “That’s it. That’s it.” A few seconds or maybe they were hours later, he pulled out and left me feeling terribly, unbearably empty.
I tried to stand up straight on my own, but my legs were jelly and my knees went out from under me. Rowan caught me easily in his arms and held me against him as Jamie zipped up.
