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Graham:I want to come inside you.
Oh my.I want that too. So badly.
Ben:I want to record you taking all three of us. Only if you feel comfortable, of course. I could hide your face. I just think it would be so sexy to show you how fucking hot you are with all of our cocks.
I can feel my underwear soak through. I am so damn excited for them I’m practically drooling.
Ben:And you, Em? Tell us what you want.
Emily:I want everything you guys just listed.
Ben:And what else? Just ask and it’s yours.
I take a deep breath. My hands are shaking as I type into my phone.
Emily:I want to try to take all three of you in me at the same time. Would you be okay with that?
My heart races as the screen is still. No typing dots or anything. I start to feel nauseous, thinking I’ve asked for too much, that I’m too greedy.
Graham: Share your location with us right now.
Ben:You’re so fucking hot.
Deacon:We’re going to give you exactly what you want, Foxy. Get ready to be thoroughly filled with Sweet dick.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Emily
By the time we get to their penthouse, they’ve already gotten my jacket off and somehow my bra unhooked under my dress. They must be more nimble than me because I’ve been trying to get at least one belt off this whole time and have failed.
Hands are everywhere and if I feel their cocks press up against me with the barrier of fabric one more time, I’m going to lose it.
“How long is this damn elevator?” I huff out as Deacon slams his lips down my chest, kissing me over the fabric of my dress.
“Too fucking long,” he groans.
Finally, the elevator dings, signaling we’ve made it to the penthouse of their sky-rise apartment building. I’ve been here quite a few times but only to study. I know the elevator opens right up into their apartment and I seriously consider sprinting to one of their beds, but I’ve never even been to their bedrooms. Luckily, I don’t have to worry about that because Ben scoops me up into his arms and carries me.
We find our way to a bedroom and Ben drops me on the giant fluffy bed, his large silhouette framed by the lights of Manhattan glowing through the giant floor-to-ceiling windows.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Ms. Miller in my bed.”
“Here I am.” I stretch my body out on his silky blue comforter as Deacon and Graham settle next to him, watching me. “Now get yourselves naked.”
Hands are everywhere. Their hands fumbling with the fabric of my dress and my hands grasping at their belt buckles.
“Did you mean it?” I say breathlessly. “About not using a condom? I’m on birth control and I’ve been tested.”
“We’re good, too.” Deacon nods enthusiastically. “Are you sure about it? You want our cocks in you bare?”
I hum in delight at his words. “I want that so badly,” I pant as I finally push Deacon’s pants down.
“I’ve never been with a woman without a condom before,” Deacon nips at my nipple that he just exposed. “You’ll be my first Ms. Fox. The first time I feel any woman’s pussy clench around me bare.”
“Oh god,” I say. “I can’t wait another second for that.” I shimmy my underwear down. “I want to feel it right now.”
Deacon pulls his boxer briefs off and throws them blindly away from us, his eyes only locked on me. “Fuck yes, I can do that for you.”
