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His tongue flicks my sensitive clit, dragging out the orgasm and turning it into something bigger, something more intense and violent. My pussy is still fluttering when he pushes a second digit inside me, massaging my pulsing walls.

I feel the buildup and know what’s coming. My body instinctively tries to shy away, but Cal is not having any of it, barring an arm across my hips to hold me down while he flicks and slurps and sucks. Like a dam about to burst, by bodyshudders and I cry out with an expelled breath.

“Cal!”

My eyes roll back and the orgasm seizes me, my entire body tightening. A surge of warmth starts low in my belly and pours out of me, a river of hot slick flooding the kitchen island, Cal’s face, and anything else nearby.

“Jesus Christ, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.” Ezra is standing in the entrance to the kitchen, frozen in place with wide eyes and an open mouth. The bulge in his pants looks uncomfortable.

“Good, you’re here. Help me clean up this mess so we can take her to bed and fuck her right.”

Ezra doesn’t hesitate, joining his best friend between my legs to lap up every drop of my orgasm. They each hold a leg, pushing my knees up to my chest to spread me wide, licking me everywhere from thigh to ass.

I’m trembling by the time they’re finished, unconvinced that I can walk, especially in these heels. Cal must sense this, because he lifts me against his big chest and carries me to Ezra’s bedroom.

A streetlight outside casts a dim light through the blinds, giving the room an ethereal glow. Cal lets me go, slowly sliding me down his body to sit on the edge of the bed.

He steps back and they both face me, stripping off one article of clothing at a time. As over-sensitized as I am, my excitement grows with every garment that drops to the ground.

Cal stalks over to me, taking my hand that is already reachingfor him, and placing it on his rock-hard erection. My fingers wrap around the smooth, hard length of him. Pre-cum is dripping from the head, his growing need turning it purple and swollen.

“Do you see how much I missed you, Beth? Only you could do this to me.”

My hand tightens around him, spreading the cum down his shaft and leaning forward to take him into my mouth.

“No, baby. I’ve waited too long to be inside you. I need to bury myself as deep as I can get. I need to feel your tight pussy strangling my cock, fill you with my cum, and then watch my best friend use it as lube to take your ass.”

Oh.

My mind can’t conjure a response, but my body does. Arousal trickles out of me, ready for the onslaught that is about to happen.

Ezra appears at my side, guiding me to lay across the bed. He places a pillow under my hips and arranges my hair so it falls over the edge instead of in my face. For some reason, his thoughtfulness makes me snicker, but then his hands rip the lace of my bodysuit open, freeing my breasts so they tumble from their constraints.

“That was expensive,” I complain, not actually upset but amused at the nerve he’s grown over the past few months. He’s no longer my shy teacher, that’s for sure.

“I’ll buy you a new one.”

“Ezra, why don’t you keep her mouth busy? She’s going toneed help to muffle her screams. We don’t want to scare the neighbors.”

I want to make a sassy joke about his cockiness, but my brain shuts off at the sight of him crawling toward me, running his hands up my legs. He touches, kisses, massages, and worships every inch of me on his way up to kneel between my open thighs.

“Hold your knees, Beth.”

“Wha—”

Cal shoves his massive cock into me in one thrust. He slides easily inside, my pussy wet and ready for him, but it’s still a shock to my system and I fall back. My cry is cut off by Ezra, when he takes advantage of my open mouth and pushes his cock between my lips. I open wider, receiving him as Cal holds himself still, buried to the hilt.

“Fucking home,” Cal rasps.

Ezra pets my throat as he gently fucks my face, but he pulls out as Cal gives me a warning. “Mobláth, I have no control right now. I need to take you hard and fast. Now. Hold your knees and take me like only you can.”

I comply, hooking my hands beneath my knees and pulling them up to my chest. Cal starts to move, rolling his hips into me at first, but then he grabs my ass and begins to thrust harder, until he’s pistoning into me so hard that the breath leaves my chest in staccato cries that echo off the walls.

Cal fucks me like a man possessed, and I hold myself open to receive him, my eyes never leaving his as he claims me, body and soul. His cock hits something deep inside me that hurts sogood, I can’t do more than moan like a possessed farm animal. It’s like he’s found a hidden well of sensation, and he’s still digging deeper.

“Cal!”

“Yes, baby. Give it to me, come for me!”

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