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“So fucking tight,” Flynn gasped.

He propped himself up on an elbow and gripped my hips with both hands, changing the angle of penetration. He must have given himself some leverage too, because the way he slammed his tree-trunk-thick-cock and those beautiful piercings into my cunt was worthy of an award for best performance.

His cock lit up every nerve ending in my body, and my orgasm closed in on me, just out of reach.

My gaze didn’t leave Ryder’s. He hadn’t blinked. Hadn’t moved. His body vibrated. Fists clenched, every muscle was primed, ready to lunge forward and fuck.

My mouth watered. I wanted that beast in my mouth. I wanted to choke on it.

But before I could beg him for it, Flynn shifted and hit my G-spot dead-on once more.

I shattered. My cunt clenched hard, a tsunami of sensation bursting through my body like fireworks on New Year’s Eve. I cried out, my nerve endings electrified. The orgasm was never-ending. It radiated from my cunt through every molecule of my body, simultaneously shattering and remaking me.

I squeezed my nipples like Professor Reid had, and I choked out another cry, my orgasm renewing itself. Oh hell, if the prof were here, he could take my arse again, he and Flynn double-teaming me. Ry could pour his cum down my throat as the others fucked me until I couldn’t walk.

My cunt strangled Flynn’s cock with its contractions. But my man kept shuttling in and out, prolonging the ecstasy flooding my veins.

I wanted more hands on me. Needed more. But I was beyond words. Unable to form a sentence and ask the man hovering like a sentinel to cross the threshold to give me his dick.

My frustrated cry sounded like a sob, and Flynn reacted immediately. He crashed his lips down on mine. Thrusting his tongue deep, he pillaged my mouth. His cock was getting thicker, becoming even harder. He was close, and I needed to feel his cum shooting into my depths almost as much as I needed him to keep fucking me hard and fast.

Flynn bellowed, his teeth closing over the muscle at my neck as I shot my gaze back to Ry’s. The man looked winded, his breath coming hard and fast. His lips were wet—he’d clearly licked them—and the wet patch blooming on the front of his boardies gave away just how close he was to coming himself.

Fuck. One lick, one suck. If only.

The heat of Flynn’s cum flooded me, triggering more aftershocks from my orgasm. Out of breath, he panted as he nuzzled my cheek and his fingers delved to my clit, pinching and flicking me until my cunt tightened again. Oh fuck, he was going to make me come again. This time, though, he leaned down, sucking hard on my nipple as his cock twitched in my cunt and he worked my clit.

I shattered again, moaning incoherently as he kept up the slow thrusts of his softening cock. I was ready to throw my legs open and lay out the welcome mat just so that feeling would never end. I loved cock. I loved Flynn’s cock. I loved the orgasms he gave me.

He waited until I was shying away from his fingers, the aftershocks turning into too much as my overworked clit begged for a break. Lifting his digits to his mouth, Flynn sucked them. I watched as Ry diverted his gaze, shifting it to Flynn. With an I-got-the-girl smirk, Flynn caressed me from hip to throat and down again.

“Morning, beautiful,” he murmured.

I hissed as Flynn pulled his cock free of my depths, the shock of the air-conditioning on my overheated cunt soothing. His featherlight caress of my nipples had them hardening again, and I sighed happily. “Mmm, morning.”

“Breakfast’s ready,” Ry grated out through clenched teeth, still standing in the doorway. “Dish yourselves up. I’ve got somewhere to be.” He stomped away in the direction of his cabin, his heavy footfalls following him down the hall.

Flynn snorted out a laugh. “I feel like I’ve skipped all the intro sex classes and jumped right into the advanced ones. Two different audiences in two days.”

I couldn’t help my chuckle. “I’m a good, pure influence like that.”

He shrugged and smirked, a twinkle of mischief in his eyes. “Eh, society’s puritanical expectations are overrated.”

“And this is why you’re my best friend… and boyfriend?” My cheeks heated, and I huffed out an embarrassed laugh. “Maybe? I mean—” My voice came out as a squeak. Thank fuck he interrupted me.

“Yes. If my ‘I love you’ declaration and saving myself for you didn’t make it obvious already, yes, I wanna be your guy.”

Wrapping my arm around his shoulders, I pulled him tighter against me and smile-kissed him until we were breathless.

My stomach chose that moment to rumble. Loudly.

Flynn chuckled and kissed me again. “Let’s feed you.”

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