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King climbs in behind me, and Dom squishes in behind him. “I’m going to need a bigger bed,” I mumble, and King grabs my hip as Carter lifts my leg over his waist. “What are you doing?” I moan as fingers start to explore me.
Before Dom joined me in the bathroom, I had thrown on my pajamas from the other day that were on the floor. Not the cleanest, but I didn’t think I should walk back out naked. Not that these thin shorts and tank top are hiding much.
I gasp as Carter rolls me on top of his hardness and thrusts up against me. “I– I thought– bed,” I pant as he grips my hips tighter and grinds me against him.
“Can’t sleep until I make you come one more time,” he grunts. King gets on his knees beside us and pulls the strap of my tank top down to suck on my nipple.
“Oh, please, more,” I moan, and King bites down hard before soothing the pain with his tongue. Fingernails dip into the globes of my ass as Carter rocks me faster back and forth. He’s biting his bottom lip, and his eyes are closed. He looks like he’s struggling with something.
I reach over and grip King’s erection through his boxers, and he grabs my hand, trailing it up his naked chest. He opens the waistband and moves my hand inside. He’s so warm and hard. It’s like silky steel as I grip him and start to move up and down.
“Tighter, babe,” he grunts, and I squeeze, making him groan. I’m close, but I don’t want to come again until these guys are collapsing beside me. I glance at Dom, and he’s got his cock out, slowly tugging it.
“You’re all so big,” I groan, and King laughs. Releasing my breast, he grips the back of my neck and pulls my mouth to his.
“You’re gonna make me cum, baby,” he grunts against my lips, and I nod. Fuck, I want that. I want to make him feel just as crazy as I am. Like I’m about to fall off the edge, but I don’t. Instead, I’m floating.
He groans against my mouth as hot cum fills my hand. I keep touching and kissing him as Carter’s hands leave my ass and pinch my clit.
“Ohhh,” I whimper into King’s mouth as I come hard. Harder than before, leaving a mess in my shorts and Carter’s lap. He groans, thrusting against me twice more before the grip on my hips turn into a pleasant pain, and he throws his head back with a grunt. God, he’s so hot. Blond hair, all messy and tanned skin, and his body. I want to use his abs like my own personal washboard.
When I can breathe again, I glance over at Dom, who’s waiting for me. I pull my hand from King’s boxers and bring it to my mouth. He groans. “Baby, if you do what I think you’re about to do, then we’re going to have a round two, and I need a shower.”
He takes my wrist and drags me off the bed and over to the bathroom sink. I glance over my shoulder at Dom.
“I need to shower too, but you didn’t get to come. Join me?” I have never seen someone jump off a bed and rush over to me before in my life. You would think I just offered him the last cookie during a chocolate chip shortage.
King rinses my hand as Dom attacks me. My back is pressed against the marble countertop, and my lips are dominated by… well, Dom. I giggle at him, and he smiles. King dries my hand, and Dom grips the back of my thighs and carries me to the shower.
“I need to take my clothes off,” I whisper, and he places my feet on the tiled flooring. I quickly remove my tank top and gross shorts as he turns the showerhead to face the other way and flicks the water on.
King and Carter use the bathroom sink to rinse off, but I can see them watching us through the mirror. I’m feeling high off euphoria, so I shoot them a wink, then drop down to my knees in front of Dom.
If they want a show, I’ll give them one. Dom swallows, and I watch as his throat bobs. Is he nervous? Looking down at me, he runs his fingers through my hair gently. I moan because it feels amazing. I think I have always loved having my hair played with.
“I don’t know what I’m doing. You’ll have to show me what you like,” I mumble, and I swear his knees shake as he grows larger in front of me.
“Bambi, I’m not going to last long if you keep talking,” he mutters, and I smile. I don’t know who this person is, but just the thought that I can make them weak like this makes me feel unstoppable.
I reach out and grip him tight. One of the guys groans from outside the shower door, and I bite my lip. I guess I like being watched. Who knew? “Show me, Dom. Use me to make yourself come as hard as I have,” I say, never moving my eyes from his baby blues.
He takes a deep breath, then growls. “Bambi, you just may kill me,” he mumbles, then grips his cock and places it against my lips. “Open and give me a little kiss,” he growls, and I love that this new personality comes out of him.
I do as he says and take it a step further, sucking the tip. He tastes bitter but not unpleasant. I do it again, and then when he grips my hair and gently pushes down, I follow his lead.
Call it muscle memory, or maybe I’m just eager, but when I swallow him all the way down and hold him there as I breathe through my nose, he gets really loud, and I almost stop to scold him. And they tell me I’m a screamer.
“Fuck, Bambi. Such a good girl, taking me so well,” he growls, and my thighs soak at him praising me. “Grab my balls, baby, and yes, just like that,” he groans as I gently squeeze and tug on them.
I bob up and down, taking some breaths, then swallow him again and keep swallowing as his legs shake and his grip on my hair tightens. A roar leaves his lips as he cums down my throat. I wait until he’s finished, then pull back and wipe my eyes.
I’m so fucking turned on, but I’m also tired. Dom helps me to my feet and moves the showerhead back over us. I quickly wash my hair and rinse off as he kisses the back of my neck and pinches my nipple.
“That was hands down the best head I have ever had,” he grumbles into my neck, and I whimper as his fingers trail down to rub my aching clit. I’m close. He nibbles on my neck, and I turn to face him, gripping his shoulders. I jump up, and he catches me. I wrap my legs around him as he grips my asscheeks tight.
“I want you,” I moan, and he shakes his head no. I’m about to whine and beg. I have never wanted to be railed into a shower wall as much as I do right now. I reach down and grip his cock, bringing it up to my slit.
He’s getting harder as I stroke him, and I kiss him deeply. Pulling back from my lips, he groans. “Not tonight, Bambi. Fuck, I want to. Trust me, but it’s already two in the morning. And when I fuck you, I don’t want to rush,” he says, and I know he’s being reasonable.
