Page 162 of Well That Happened

Then Hunter kneels behind me, taking my hips in his hands. I hear him slathering his dick, stroking it with the coconut oil from Mrs. Ward’s kitchen.

And just when I’m certain I’m probably destined for hell, I feel the blunt head of him right there.

This is new.

Scary.

And thrilling.

He kisses the back of my neck, his voice lower than a growl. “You’re sure?”

“Yes.”

He pushes forward, tries to anyway…and fails to get it inside of me. Like, at all.

I don’t think it will anatomically fit.

“Have you done this before?” Grayson questions him with a scowl.

Hunter must shoot him a glare over my shoulder that answers that question.

“Deep breaths, pretty girl,” Gray says, eyes half-closed in pleasure.

I inhale deeply and steel myself, still riding him.

I feel pressure, heat, and blinding pleasure as Hunter works the head of his cock inside my ass. I fall forward, hands braced against Gray’s abs.

“Breathe for me, sweetheart,” Hunter says with a curse. “Kinda strangling my cock right now, baby.”

I breathe again, and Hunter pushes in, two more inches. Another deep breath. Another inch.

He talks to me—low, dirty encouragements and tender check-ins. His hand never stops moving, smoothing down my spine, holding onto one globe of my ass. Keeping mewithhim.

When he finally pushes in more, slow and steady, I gasp—half pleasure, half disbelief.

He stills instantly. “Too much?”

“No,” I breathe, already dizzy. “Just… don’t stop.”

And he doesn’t.

His thrusts are firm and measured, his grip on me grounding. He kisses my shoulder, my neck, murmuring things that make my entire body tighten around him. I can feel how much he’s holding back—every muscle tense, every breath shaky.

My hands are on Gray’s chest, his eyes are half-closed and filled with pleasure. The feeling of them both inside me is too much, but still perfect.

“You feel like heaven, Ri,” Grayson rasps. “Like everything I never thought I could have.”

I press my forehead to his, overwhelmed.

Then Caleb is there, joining us, stripped of his sweatpants again, and once again feeding his cock into my mouth. He looks at me like I’m the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen. I keep myeyes on his, my body burning with more pleasure than I can ever explain.

Sudden footsteps in the hall capture our attention. A light flicks on.

I freeze mid-grind, my hands braced on Grayson’s chest, his cock buried deep inside me, and Hunter’s cock inside my ass.

Caleb’s mom calls cheerfully, “Do you boys have enough blankets in there?”

Grayson clamps a hand over my mouth.

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