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“I have no fuckin’ idea how I’m still alive right now,” T-Bone muttered, leaning to brush a kiss over my lips.
I indulged his kiss briefly before pressing a palm to his chest. “Back up for a second.”
His amber eyes flashed with concern as he pulled from my body, cock stiff and coated in my wetness. “You okay, Kyrie?”
I slid down the back of the bike until my feet touched the ground, then promptly flipped over, presenting my ass to T-Bone’s cock.
And my face to Grudge’s.
Now in front of me, the quiet man stared wide-eyed as I straddled the back of the bike, my toes barely touching the ground as I leaned my stomach down over the seat between Grudge’s legs.
“Jesus…” The whispered word came from T-Bone, followed by an appreciative hand roaming over my backside.
“Grudge.” I braced a hand on his thick thigh, reaching tentatively for his zipper with the other. “Will you let me?”
His face held an expression I couldn’t read, but his palm came to my face, thumb stroking tenderly over my cheekbone. It wasn’t a clear yes or no, so I hesitated, waiting for any other sign.
Dyno came up to his side and grabbed the back of his neck roughly, leaning to give Grudge a hard, sucking kiss on his neck. “Tell her yes,” Dyno urged directly into his ear. “She wants younow. She wants us, and she’sourwoman. Don’t try to convince yourself that she’s not.”
“He’s right, Grudge,” I said, running a touch up and down his thigh. “I’ve always wanted you. Ever sinceyousaved me, I’ve wanted you.”
Every breath of it was true. Grudge was the first of the Sons to pull me to my feet, to check over me for injuries as his first concern.
He was the first to tell me I was safe with them.
Neither of us knew it back then, but in that moment, he became mine.
“I want to please you.” My voice took on a whine as I rubbed the thick erection in his jeans. “I want to do this for you. Please, Grudge.”
His head tilted back with a thick groan, andfinallyhe unsnapped the top button and pulled the zipper down. I eagerly went to help, and it felt like I was unwrapping a Christmas present. But I was not prepared.
“Oh my…”
I’d seen his dick the first time we all got together but not this close. For some reason, I didn’t expect it to bethisenormous. I stared at it in wonder as I gave him an experimental stroke from base to tip. My fingers didn’t even meet when they wrapped around his girth.
A playful slap on my ass broke me out of my trance. “You’ll get used to it,” T-Bone chuckled. “Take him a little bit at a time.” As if I didn’t need any more trouble concentrating, he then entered me from behind in one fluid movement.
“Easy for you to say,” I choked out, my back in a deep arch as he spread me apart again.
Thankfully, Dyno was there to coach me through it. “He likes it when you suck his head and stroke him with your hand.” He leaned over to demonstrate, and I could not even begin to describe the sheer, surreal eroticism of watching one man suck the other’s cock while another fucked me from behind.
“Oh, fuck yeah,” T-Bone groaned from behind me, hips bouncing off my ass as he drove into me. “Lick Grudge’s shaft while D sucks his head.”
I happily obeyed, running my tongue up and down his stiff length, even sucking a few kisses while Grudge moaned and squirmed from our attention.
“Now suck his balls, he loves that.”
Dyno returned to stroking up and down his length while I nudged my mouth down lower. T-Bone’s instructions made it all hotter, if that was even possible. I wanted to pinch myself every other moment to make sure this was really happening. But I didn’t need to, because someone pinched my nipple, slapped my ass, kissed me, or fucked me. I was overwhelmed by incredible sensations and feelings that could never be illusions.
“You handle him now,” Dyno said, taking both of my hands and wrapping them around Grudge like he was passing me a baton. “Blow his mind like you did with me, beautiful.”
My eyes locked onto Grudge’s as I slid my lips over his rounded head. Something about eye contact with him was just so electric. His eyes were deep, expressive, and soulful. They fell closed as I sucked him into my mouth. If I couldn’t kiss him, I’d try my damn hardest to please him with my mouth in this area.
He was already slick from Dyno’s mouth, the tip of him leaking beads of salty precum that I lapped up greedily. It was no exaggeration that I needed two hands to work him, and I tried twisting my palms in opposite directions as they slid up and down.
The results came instantly—a rough moan dragged from deep in his chest, and his whole body shuddered.
“Good?” I asked, the eagerness clear in my voice.
