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Then I was being moved, laid down and spread out on the coffee table, each of them shifting so their lips were on me, kissing me softly with barely there touches. It was a tease, and I was desperate for a firmer touch.
Throwing my arms above my head, I gripped the edge of the table and thrust my hips, seeking friction. Anything but the cool ocean breeze bathing my body.
My toes curled and my cunt clenched when Ezra smiled at me. I wanted to be his next meal. He looked like he was starving. His eyes full of dark desire, Ezra slipped his hands under my butt, hooking my legs over his elbows and spreading me open as he kissed a line down my body. He ran his nose along my belly, dipping his tongue into my navel before smiling against my flesh as I shivered. He nipped my hipbone, humming as I whimpered, his heated gaze never leaving mine until our line of sight was broken by Flynn and Tristan.
Their lips met in a heated kiss above me, both petting me as I moaned. I loved seeing them together. The way they kissed, the way they touched, was consuming. They were all in. They knew what they wanted and were unafraid to show it. I just hoped that Ezra understood how we were and would be just as okay with it because now that he was with us, I didn’t want to let him go.
Flynn and Tristan broke apart, eyes dark and lips wet as their chests heaved. “Strip, angel,” Tristan ordered before flicking his eyes to Ezra and adding, “Ez, you too. I want to see what’s mine.”
As one, Flynn and Ezra stripped their shirts off, Flynn’s straight over his head while Ezra tugged roughly at the buttons of his. It sent them pinging onto the deck as he ripped it open, untucking the shirt from his suit pants.
With his hand hovering at the button on his pants, Ezra looked to Tristan for orders. I whined impatiently. I wanted them naked.
Tristan’s huff of laughter and Flynn’s smirk had me narrowing my eyes at all of them. “Hurry up and get naked. All of you. I want what’s mine to fuck me.”
After they both stripped out of their clothes in record time, Ezra froze when he saw Flynn.
“Shiiit, I wasn’t expecting that.” He gestured at Flynn’s cock, then reached for him when Flynn pointed his beast at our guy and tugged on his wrist. Ezra groaned in the back of his throat when he closed his hand around Flynn’s dick. “I want to feel those piercings on my tongue.”
“You can. Anytime,” Flynn promised. He tilted his head at me and added, “But first, someone’s getting impatient.”
Ezra grinned wickedly and dipped his head, flicking his tongue low on my belly, his chin connecting with my clit. The bristles of his stubble tickled me, and I gasped, sensation washing over me.
Tristan and Flynn moved down with uncanny synchronicity, each taking one of my nipples into their mouth and sucking and biting while Ezra lazily dragged his tongue lower, teasing and taunting me. Minutes… hours later, he swiped his tongue over my clit and ever so slowly slid his fingers inside me, crooking them to hit my G-spot dead-on. “So tight,” he murmured, his heated breath a caress against my thigh.
Grasping my entire butt cheek in his big hand, Ezra dived in and devoured me, licking me like a lollipop and then spearing his tongue into my cunt alongside his fingers. I writhed, crying out as he nibbled on my clit. “You like that?” he murmured, the vibrations of his voice like a bolt of electricity through me. I shivered and moaned, and he bit down harder until my hoarse shout echoed off the water.
I was sure we had an audience of onlookers watching from the marina. I could feel eyes on me. Intense and burning. But I didn’t care. I revelled in it, spreading my legs further in invitation.
My orgasm was like a rising tide, swelling inside me until I was so close to spilling over. Just as I was on the edge and ready to dive headfirst into ecstasy, Ezra shifted, changing the angle of penetration, but held his fingers steady. Unmoving.
He kissed a line down to my inner thigh. I cried out, frustration welling up in me.
So. Close.
Yet so far away.
He sucked a mark on my skin before blowing hot air over my cunt and flicking his tongue over my clit.
My toes curled, my back arching as I pressed my tits into Flynn’s and Tristan’s faces. I gasped as Ezra gently bit me, thrusting my hips into his grip again, begging him with my moans to make me come.
Ezra curled his fingers once more, connecting with my G-spot and working that bitch until I was writhing. He sucked on my clit, flicking his tongue and lighting up the nerve endings.
The tide rose quickly, and I edged closer.
“Oh, fuck, I’m there,” I gasped, my hips rocking as he worked me over. My cunt clenched, and I cried out.
But then he was gone.
Cool air washed over my cunt as Ezra pulled back.
“No,” I whined, a sob hitching in my throat.
“Sorry, needed to get comfortable,” he explained. “My knees….”
He adjusted his weight, then bent back down, licking me from my clit down to my pucker and back up again, pausing to sample the juices free flowing from my cunt. I was so fucking ready to come, every inch of my body crackling with need. Like a live wire, I existed purely on sensation, chasing every swipe of his tongue and brush of his fingers.
“Please,” I gasped. “Fuck me.” He slid his fingers into me, stretching me in the best possible way. The walls of my cunt hugged him tight, not wanting to let him go until I’d had my fill. He finger-fucked me, slow and deep, grazing my G-spot with every pass. His tongue never left my clit, swirling and flicking until I was vibrating.
