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“I want talk. Dirty talk.” She blurts out before she can let her brain stop her.
“Perfect,” I say, picking up the torch she just passed us. I’m so fucking ready to get this show on the road. “Now quiet that big, gorgeous brain of yours enough to let your pretty pink pussy get what it wants.”
Her eyes go big. Because I know this woman. She is a perfectionist in everything she does. She practically squeals in excitement when she gets her never-ending supply of perfect grades back. She doesn’t just want dirty talk; she wants praise. And I have so much fucking praise ready for her.
CHAPTER NINE
Ben
I box her in against the door, reminding her that leaving is off-limits until we do what we damn well should have done a long time ago. I waste no time bringing my mouth to hers and kissing the hell out of her. There’s no reserve left in me.
I breathe her in as I kiss her with pure hunger. Our tongues lick and plead for more. She pulls my waist in and I groan.
“You feel how bad I fucking want you?” I push my rock-hard cock against her stomach. “All I can think about is feeling you dripping all over me while I fuck you like you’ve never been fucked.”
A delicious hot gust of breath leaves her mouth. Shedoeslike the dirty talk. But what she doesn’t know is it’s not just dirty talk, it’s a damn fortune telling.
“Wait,” she pulls back. Panic sets in me. Is she trying to leave again?
She slips away from the door and attempts to swivel me but I’m still stuck in place wondering why the fuck I’m not dry humping her right now.
“I want to return the favor,” she explains, and I finally let her guide me and push me against the door. “To all three of you.” She motions for Deacon and Graham to come over closer.
We all are clearly unsure what she means, but listen anyway, our boners leading the way and doing whatever the hell she says.
Then I understand what she means as she starts unbuckling my pants and gets on her damn knees.
“Emily, you don’t owe us anything.” Graham offers.Right.I probably should have said that when she started unbuckling my pants.
“It’s what I want,” she says. “Will you let me?”
“Fuck yes,” I offer a little too quickly.
She looks up at me with a grin, but I catch something else. She’s nervous. I stroke a loose curl behind her ear. “But we can take it slow, too.”
“Ben, don’t make me beg you to suck your dick,” she finishes unbuttoning my pants.
“I don’t know,” I grin. “That sounds kind of nice, too.” But I help her move my pants down and step the fuck out of them quicker than anything I’ve ever done.
“Just get your dick out and put it in my mouth before I say something I’ll regret,” she runs her hands along the tight black fabric covering my length. I laugh and shudder at the same time and damn, that’s a nice combination of sensations I didn’t even know I liked.
I grab her hand, place it on my stomach, and push it under the elastic waistband until it finds my raging erection. She grips her soft fingers around me and immediately my dick pulses in her hand. She pulls it out of the tight constraint of my boxers.
“Woah, Ben,” she cocks an eyebrow at me. “You’ve got a beautiful dick.”
“Thanks. I’ve been waiting for you to notice,” I tease her.
She laughs. Then turns to Deacon and Graham. They help her unbutton their pants and she pulls their hard-ons out of their boxer briefs, too. I see restraint barely holding them together as she smiles up at them the same way she did to me.
“It’s clearly the genes,” she says, but this time swallows hard. With our three cocks heavy and ready for her, I wonder if she’s feeling like she’s bitten off a little more than she can chew. I know she’s mirroring the way we got on our knees for her on Valentine’s Day at the club, but it’s a little different with her having to handle all three of us. Although she’s always been a damn hard worker.
I’m about to get down on my knees and meet her on the floor until I see something else in her eyes when she turns back to me. She licks her lips and that gorgeous face is excited. She loves seeing all three of our cocks exposed and rock-hard for only her. And I certainly fucking like seeing her want us. I almost lose it at this sight alone.
She looks up at me. “Ready?”
“So fucking ready, Em.” My voice feels unfamiliar in my throat, so taken over by lust for what she’s about to do. Her eyes smile as she looks up at me and grabs my shaft, bringing the tip to her lips. I sharply inhale as she takes little licks around my tip, taste-testing me. Then she slowly guides me into her mouth, swirling her tongue around my girth until she can’t anymore. I watch as her lips stretch to accommodate me. She moves back and forth slightly, making sure I’m slick. It can’t be easy. My cock takes up her whole fucking mouth. But she doesn’t stop. She keeps going and going, sliding me down the back of her throat until she gags and looks up at me, holding me there as I’m as deep in her throat as physically possible.
Fuck.
