Page 135 of Naughty & Nice

“I don’t want to hur?—”

“You won’t,” I assure him. “Take what you need.”

He nods once before wrapping my hair around his fist and lining us both up.

I groan the second his taste explodes on my tongue.

In only minutes, they build me back up until I’m right on the edge again.

“More,” I gasp when Rix pulls out for a second to let me catch my breath. But fuck breathing; what I need is more of them. I need the release they’re keeping from me.

The two of them share a look, and when Rix frowns, I look back over my shoulder.

Wilder is shaking his head. The reaction makes my chest tighten.

“What’s wrong?” I ask, panicking that he’s about to back out.

“Nothing. You want Hendrix’s dick, Rebel?”

My cheeks burn. I don’t know why after what I’ve already confessed to them, but they do.

“Yes.”

“Good.”

Hendrix lies back down on the rug then taps his lap, as if I need any encouragement.

He waits until I get into position, then he holds his dick up for me to sink down on.

“Oh my god,” I groan as he stretches me open.

Wilder’s stare burns into me, making this moment even more intense.

Shit, I think I might just be a little bit of an exhibitionist.

Pushing that realization aside with all the other things I’ve learned about myself during this trip, I focus on the moment.

Hendrix’s hands wrap around my hips and he helps me move as Wilder stands to the side of me, slowly stroking his dick.

It’s hot. So fucking hot. But it’s still not enough.

“Need you too,” I breathe, reaching out for him.

“Fuck,” he mutters under his breath before he glances at Rix.

I don’t need to look over to know that Rix is nodding in agreement.

Wilder shuffles forward and offers his dick up again.

It’s not exactly what I had in mind, but I’ll take it.

With one hand on Hendrix’s chest and the other wrapped around Wilder’s hip, I fully let myself go and be the rebel that Wilder calls me.

“Clit, Rix,” Wilder instructs as he watches us fuck right in front of him.

“She allowed to come now, huh?” Hendrix grunts as he thrusts his hips up, forcing me to take as much of him as possible.

“Yeah, I think she deserves it. Don’t you?”

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