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“The plan was for Ry to act drunk,” Ezra explained. “He decided on a bad, horny Kelly Slater impersonation.”
Unimpressed, I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest. “Fine.” It was hard to avoid Ry’s gaze in the rearview mirror, so I didn’t. I narrowed my eyes at him and glared, but it was hard to keep a straight face when he grinned shamelessly, clearly getting off on my discomfort.
I’d give him discomfort.
Licking my lips, I flicked the shoulder strap of my dress down, tugging at the Hollywood tape until it slipped down and revealed my boob.
Tristan hummed and cupped my tit, brushing my nipple with his thumb. “Ez, I think our girl is telling us something.”
Flynn spun around in the seat, his ocean-blue eyes darkening as he watched Ezra slide the strap down my arm and peel off the tape until both my boobs were hanging out. With Flynn’s gaze locked on my chest and their hands on me, I arched back, loving being the centre of their attention. The flicks of their thumbs over my nipples were like lightning rods sending charges straight to my cunt. Ezra pressed a kiss to my shoulder, then one lower to my cleavage, his heated breath a promise of what I hoped was to come. I rubbed my legs together, needing some friction, but Tristan wasn’t having it.
“No, my pretty little slut, that’s our pussy. We look after you.” He ran his hand down my leg to the bottom of my slinky skirt and tugged it up, Ezra following a heartbeat later. “Lift up. Show us your pussy. Show us how much you want us.”
I did as they asked, but Tristan didn’t stop pulling it until he’d whipped it off entirely. I was naked save for my high heels, sitting in a car with three of my lovers and the fourth man who I wanted with a ferocity to rival the others. “Make me come,” I ordered, meeting Ry’s stare in the rearview mirror.
Ezra hooked my leg over his knee and trailed his fingertips up the inside of my thigh. “If I remember correctly, you’ve already come tonight. Hmm? Thinking about how we’d fill you up. You all wet again, gorgeous girl?”
“Touch me and find out.” I hooked my other leg over Tristan’s thigh, opening myself up to them and sliding down the seat a little to give them better access to my cunt.
Flynn licked his lips, and Tristan pressed his hard cock against my thigh. “You want a taste of our kitten, angel?”
“Yes, please,” he breathed.
Tristan didn’t hesitate, spearing me with two fingers. I cried out, my cunt gripping him tight as he stretched my core around his thick digits. But as quickly as they were there, they were gone again, and Flynn was licking them like a lollipop. “Mmm, my favourite.”
“Get that sexy dick out, angel. I want your cum on the windshield by the time we get back to the villa.”
Flynn groaned and unzipped his pants, then shoved them down off his hips until his cock sprang free and slapped his belly. Ezra whimpered, and I shifted, reaching down for my cunt. If they wouldn’t help me along the way, I’d bloody well do it myself.
Like the grumpy arsehole he was, Tristan tsked me and took my hands into his, stopping my movement. “Did you forget that this is our pussy? Hands on our shoulders, and don’t move them unless we tell you to.”
I grumbled but did as he said and threaded my fingers into their silky hair, trying to push their heads down.
Flynn’s slow glide over his cock was hot as hell. He squeezed on the upstroke, and a drop of pre-cum pooled at his slit. I wanted to lick it away. I wanted my arse up with Tristan and Ezra inside me and Flynn and Ry’s cocks stuffing my mouth.
I shivered, my nipples peaking and a rush of gooseflesh rising over my body.
“Our girl’s desperate tonight,” Ezra mused, his fingers still trailing a slow path up the inside of my leg. My cunt clenched again, desperate to be filled, and he groaned. “Oh, I like that.”
Tristan was there too, the two of them only a hair’s breadth away from my core. They teased and taunted me, delicate swipes of their fingers against my lips the only thing they were prepared to give me.
“She’s leaking everywhere,” Tristan mused. “What about you, angel? You dripping for us too?”
Flynn grunted, his hand speeding up, his eyes locked on me. I watched Ry, his head turning subtly every time he pulled his gaze away from the road and locked it on Flynn before flicking back to mine in the mirror.
My guys finally stopped their teasing and joined their hands together, thrusting a finger each inside me. I cried out, my hips flexing as my core muscles squeezed them tight. I huffed out a sob when they retreated, but they were done teasing. Finger-fucking me in long, slow strokes, they dipped their heads and each latched onto a nipple, alternating between sucking and biting me.
My moan was long and loud, my eyes instinctively drifting closed. But the visual before me was too tempting to shut out. Flynn jacking off, his body turned into Ry’s so he could watch and Ry struggling to concentrate on the road, his gaze bouncing between the mirror, road and sideways to Flynn.
I gripped Tristan’s and Ezra’s hair tighter and gasped, “More,” as my legs started to tremble and the tingling at the base of my spine began.
With his thumb on my clit, Tristan slipped a second finger into me, and I hissed, “Yes, more.” I wanted the stretch. I wanted the burn.
Ezra was there for me, adding another digit, and I detonated, crying out as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed into me, carrying me on the tide until I was floating dreamily under a star-strewn sky.
Tristan slipped his fingers free of me and straight into Flynn’s mouth. His muffled moan ricocheted around the car, and he stiffened, pointing his dick toward the dash. Cum shot from his slit, painting the glove box and windscreen with every stroke of his hand. A ripple of jealousy pulsed through me that the car got his spunk and not me.
Ry moved his hand as if he was pressing his hand down on his dick and clenched his jaw, before hitting the remote on the visor to open the estate’s gates. Maybe with a little luck, this taste would have been enough to persuade him to drop those final barriers and join us.
