Page 109 of Princes of Hollywood

“Little mouse, you’re fucking amazing. Taking my cock and Roarke’s at the same time. So fucking beautiful.” Mason’s words fill me with pride.

I want to please them. I want to do whatever they want.

Maybe I should be ashamed to like this, but it feels so good. Aiden’s fingers caress my breast, stroking over my nipple. Roarke’s fingers rub my clit while his cock twitches in my pussy. Mason’s cock thrusts deep into my throat over and over.

It’s too much. I moan my release as my pussy gushes around Roarke’s cock. Mason fucks my mouth until he holds me still. His hot cum fills the back of my throat, and I swallow it down.

“Swallow it all, mouse. Every last drop.” He draws back, slipping from my mouth.

I swallow again.

He grips my chin. “Open.”

I open my mouth for him and he smiles.

His eyes lift to mine, and even though I’m naked, I feel more exposed in this moment, like he can see that need in me to please him. “Good girl.”

Fuck, an aftershock rocks through me. My hands tighten on Roarke’s thighs as my pussy convulses around his cock.

Roarke lifts me off him suddenly, like I’m little more than a doll in his grasp, but then he turns me to face him and thrusts back inside me.

“Oh fuck,” I whisper at how good that feels. My hands go to his shoulders. His muscles ripple beneath my fingers. We’re skin to skin, making tingles light up all over my body.

Aiden tugs on the plug in my ass, rubbing against the sensitive nerves. Gasping, I’m right on the edge again, ready to explode.

“Ready, poppet?” Roarke’s eyes twinkle with mischief.

The answer is probably no, but I nod. Roarke stands, and I wrap myself around him. He holds me effortlessly in the middle of the room. His hips thrust up into mine. Moaning, I cling to his neck as his cock thrusts in and out, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. My breasts rub against his bare chest.

Standing behind me, Aiden brushes my hair away from my neck. His lips latch onto the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I can’t seem to catch my breath as waves of pleasure roll through me.

“Imagine it, poppet. Us both filling you.”

When Roarke thrusts, Aiden eases out the plug, and when Roarke pulls out, Aiden pushes the plug back in. I bite down on Roarke’s shoulder, unable to process all the sensations flooding me.

“Our thick cocks making your tiny body sing. We can make it happen. You can have us both. Me in your pussy. Aiden in your ass. Fucking you until you come all over our dicks.”

At the thought of them both fucking me, I tighten my arms, crushing myself against him as my orgasm rips through me, shredding me into pieces and falling like confetti to the floor.

Roarke chuckles and pistons his hips into me, chasing my orgasm for one of his own. He groans as his thrusts grow chaotic until he stills, spilling his hot cum inside me, so deep, so warm, so fucking full.

Aiden pulls out the plug and I shatter again, crying out and pulsing around Roarke’s cock, milking him. Roarke holds me close as I try to catch my breath.

He sits on the chair with me attached. He doesn’t move to lift me off his cock or my arms from around him. Instead, he draws me against him. His hand rubs down my back.

“Fuck, I should take up smoking.” Roarke chuckles even as I feel him growing hard within me again. I take a deep breath in. “We’re definitely going to keep doing this.”

Aiden slides a warm, wet towel between my ass cheeks, but I keep my head resting on Roarke’s chest. I’m beyond caring at this point. His heartbeat is steady in my ear. He thrusts his hips a little to settle deeper inside me, but I don’t mind. I like him there.

“So this sharing Greer…” Roarke slides his hand possessively down my back. “How’s that going to work? And how do we keep Zoe from setting her up with Holden Jamison? Are we going to claim her when she goes on set? Because I saw more than one guy checking out my poppet. I may be willing to share with you lot, but no one else.”

I don’t need anyone else. I breathe in Roarke’s sandalwood, sinful scent and love that his bare skin touches me everywhere.

This isn’t how sex is for me. I’ve never had it like this before. When he’s done, we’re done. Go to sleep. Go home. Not stay buried deep inside me like that’s where he belongs.

I’ve enjoyed sex with the guys I cared about, but never this enthusiastically. They’ve never been able to make me come. Period. But I just figured that was a me thing. I never got that comfortable with them.

“Are you going to take your dick out of her?” Mason sits behind his desk.

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