Page 32 of These Reckless Hearts

“Jesus,” Stone growls. “She likes that.”

“She fucking loves it,” I confirm.

Stone lowers the zipper on my pants, revealing the matching midnight-blue silk panties he bought to go with this bra. He tightens his hold over my hips possessively, keeping me in place. The fresh air blows a couple of curls over my face, and he sweeps them aside before returning his firm grip.

Not to be left out, Wyatt brushes his fingers down my side, making my nerve-endings spark. He crouches until he’s at waist-level. Peeking at him, the wild look in his eyes tells me he has something wicked planned. He bites the waistband of my pants and peels them down with his teeth, scraping the skin of my thigh as he goes. I shudder, dampening the crotch of my panties.

Being in the middle of my man-sandwich is testing my resolve. They’re everywhere. Touching me. Staring at me. I’m their damn spotlight, and I can’t get enough.

Lucas slips past the silky cups of my bra to squeeze my tits almost to the point of pain. He kneads my flesh, and I moan into the night, my pleasured cry mingling with the night insects’ chirps.

Stone lets Lucas take all my weight as he steps back to tear off his shirt. His muscles glisten in the light of the stars and moon like the beauty of a meteor arcing through the sky. I trail my gaze down his chiseled planes with anticipation.

Wyatt’s hand on my calf grabs my attention. His bright blue eyes lock on mine as he removes my shoes and finally yanks my pants away, tossing them to the side. He holds my stare before tracing a finger over the curve of my panty line, gently caressing my folds through the thin fabric. I mewl, eagerly awaiting his next move. He pushes the material aside to run his fingers up and down my slit. “She’s wet for us,” he announces with a sexy growl.

My mouth opens in a silent cry as he teases my pussy, claiming my lower half as his own while Lucas buckles my legs with his breast play. Stone’s eyes devour his friends’ movements. Lips parted, he takes everything in as if he’s trying to commit it to memory. Finally, his fingers move to his waistband where he slowly slides his pants to the ground in the most glorious scene I’ve ever laid eyes on. Inch by inch, he reveals his stiff dick and muscular thighs. He cups his huge cock right through his boxer briefs, giving it a slow tug before he mercifully looks at me. “Move her bra to the side. I want her in my mouth.”

I nearly combust on the spot. Pleasure trickles between my legs, and Wyatt uses it as lubricant, continuing his ministrations along my slick skin, intentionally skirting my hole without ever dipping inside.

Lucas does as Stone commands, peeling the cup of my bra away and offering my breast to him as if it’s the main course.

Wyatt angles to the side as Stone steps forward. Focus now on my heaving chest, Stone dips his head, darting his tongue out to circle my nipple. Lucas squeezes my tit, and Stone responds by sucking the puckered bud into his mouth, moaning like he’s a man starved.

At the same time, Wyatt slips a finger into my waiting cunt and I buck against him, letting out a low cry. I pin his hand to me, thrusting against him, searching for relief from this sweet torment by all three of them.

“We should get into the stream now,” Wyatt practically chokes out. He swirls his finger in my channel. “She needs dick.”

“So much dick.” I gasp as Lucas tugs at the cup holding my other breast, and Stone moves to the other side, ravishing my pebbled nipple with the tip of his tongue. A gust of wind caresses my bare chest, sending goosebumps shivering over me. Lucas palms my free breast, using the wetness Stone left there as friction to pull and play, peeking my nipple until it’s hard enough to carve rock. “I’m not trying to be dramatic,” I breathe, still pressing against Wyatt’s finger. “But I might come soon, and if one of your dicks isn’t inside me, I’m taking a vow of celibacy.”

Three moans meet my ears. Wyatt removes his finger to tear my panties down, and Stone doesn’t waste any time hoisting me in the air and impaling me with his big dick. I wrap my legs around his body, clutching him, remembering the first time I saw his huge cock which is currently trying to fucking ruin me.

I fail at keeping quiet, letting out a cry that leaves nothing to the imagination about what we’re doing if anyone’s within earshot. In my defense, it’s probably physically impossible to stay silent during a foursome. I have very limited experience with the matter, but if the last few minutes tell me anything, muting myself is going to be an unattainable goal. In this moment, I can’t bring myself to care.

Lucas removes my bra from behind, and Stone walks me to the creek with his lips teasing the sensitive skin of my neck. Biting, then soothing, he laps at me, following quickly with little nips that make me buck against him.

Wyatt helps support my ass while I dig my heels into Stone’s backside, fucking him. My cowboy’s fingers sink into my flesh, helpfully moving me against his friend, kneading and pushing. “Fucking Christ,” Stone bites out, returning my fervor with his own pronounced thrusts.

Wyatt’s chest presses against my back, and he licks the curve of my ear. “That’s right, Tits. Fuck him so hard he starts talking about all those babies he wants to have with you. I know you love that.”

My pussy spasms, and I nearly come. Each stroke fires all my nerve-endings in quick succession.

Lucas hums in agreement. “Take him deeper, Wild Girl. I know you can.”

Droplets of creek water hit my skin as we wade deeper, desperately seeking at least a little camouflage to our naughty fling. As soon as my ass hits the water, we splash as we come together again and again. Water flies everywhere, dampening my heated flesh. The slight wind off the mountains caresses the slick trails of moisture beading down my body, lighting up all my senses.

“Fuck, this is next level,” Wyatt groans. His chest envelops my back, his cock nudging the base of my spine. He pushes the head of his dick lower until it rubs over the crack of my ass with each movement, flirting with my puckered hole. I lose it. Ecstasy shoots through me, and my pussy clenches around Stone’s dick.

He takes control, holding my hips as he fucks me mid-orgasm, grinding against my clit. I scream, clinging to him during my aftershocks as I have the longest orgasm of my life.

Afterward, he slows the pace while my chest heaves against his. He moves one of my feet to the bottom of the stream until I’m standing on top of his own, then hooks my other leg under his elbow to change the angle.

“Don’t be a show-off,” Lucas warns. “We don’t want to hurt her, and I get the feeling she might want to experience all three of us.”

My pussy tightens around Stone involuntarily. “Yep. Yes,” I pant, nodding. “That’s what I want.”

“The only thing Dakota has to do is enjoy me, and I’ll be filling her with my cum in no time.”

I lock gazes with my gray-blue-eyed tormentor. He glides in and out with so much power. I squeeze my pussy around his dick, and he shudders. “Fuck yes.” He reaches up, fingers splayed against the back of my head. Yanking me forward, he kisses me feverishly, sucking on my lower lip before turning my head. I nearly groan in frustration until my stare lands on Lucas.

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