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They lean forward, their faces mere inches from mine. I feel their breath on my skin, and the electricity between us is palpable. I'm mesmerized by their beauty, their eyes burning with desire.
Reaching up, I touch Archer's face, and a surge of pleasure races through me as his slight stubble tickles my fingertips. He leans into my touch, his eyes never leaving mine. Owen's gaze is similarly ardent.
Archer leans forward to kiss me slowly and passionately, our tongues exploring one another. The intensity of the moment fills me with dizzying pleasure. Our kisses are hungry and desperate, and I moan with lust.
We break apart from the kiss, moving even closer together, our bodies entwining in an embrace of pure lust. Our hands and mouths explore each other, giving and taking pleasure as we move. We continue to discover each other, our sensual play escalating with each passing moment.
“You’re such a good girl, Bailey,” Owen murmurs, sending shivers of delight down my spine. “So perfect, so lovely when you come. I can’t wait to be inside you and see your face when you climax all over my cock.”
“Uhn!” I cry, throwing my head back so Archer can trail his lips down my throat, brushing over the slight nick the knife gave me earlier. I’m covered in scars, but I don’t care. “He’s giving you a run for your money, lover,” I say with a giggle at Archer’s look of annoyance.
Owen chuckles shyly. “I learned from the best.”
“Mm, that you did,” I purr, running my hand down his muscular chest.
“I can’t wait to see you riding his fat cock,” Archer murmurs. “I want you sucking me off when you come all over him. I want to see those gorgeous eyes heavy with desire. I want your hot, wet mouth around my cock when you orgasm.”
“Fuuuck,” I moan, closing my eyes momentarily as the words tumble over me. I'm in a state of pure ecstasy, barely able to keep myself from screaming in pleasure.
Finn watches us silently. His gaze is steady and unwavering, almost as if he can see right into my soul. The voyeuristic element of this experience is thrilling, and I feel empowered knowing that I'm the object of all of their desire.
“Now,” Owen murmurs. “I need you now.”
Archer helps me up, and I crawl into Owen’s lap, reaching immediately for his cock. I want it inside me. Guiding it deep inside my pussy, I move my hips, riding him, savoring the feel of his thick dick stretching my walls and inching me towards an unfettered pleasure.
“Yes!” I cry, already feeling the orgasm building.
Owen grabs my legs and pushes me back, railing me as he pushes me into the bed. Screaming and writhing as my climax becomes too close to bear, Archer pushes his cock to my lips. I open up and take him as deep as I can.
His feral groan of satisfaction is all I need to hear to know I’m doing this to his liking. He rocks his hips gently, taking over the rhythm as Owen slams into me again and again, his hands pressed into the bed on either side of me as the mattress bounces up and down from the force of his passion.
“Are you going to come for me like the good girl I know you are?” he pants.
I nod, unable to answer with my mouth full of his brother’s cock.
He pounds into me, and the moment of my climax arrives. My body quivers and quakes as I reach my peak, my muffled cry of pleasure telling him I’m there.
“Oh, fuck, yes, Bailey,” he groans. “Fuck, good girl. That’s it, come around my cock like that. It’s so good. You’re so fucking good at coming all over my dick. Fuck, yes, fuck, Bailey…I’m coming…” He lets out a loud groan, and with one more forceful thrust, he explodes inside me, pumping out his cum to fill my pussy, making me slick and slippery to receive his brother.
“Oh, baby girl, that’s hot. That’s so fucking hot,” Archer murmurs, pulling out of my mouth. “You’re so hot when he makes you come. I fucking love it. I love seeing you that way. I love you.”
ChapterFifty-Two
Bailey
I thinkI’ve died and gone to heaven. Archer’s words are like instant lust bombs, dropping over me and firing up my desire again so suddenly. Owen, panting heavily, withdraws from me to make space for Archer between my legs. I lean in closer to him and let my hands slide down his broad shoulders, tracing the curve of his back as my fingers lightly travel the contours of his skin. The hardness of his body against mine makes my pulse quicken even more.
His eyes lock with mine, and a powerful wave of desire pulses through me. Our faces are only inches apart. I feel his breath on my skin. I want to kiss him, to feel his lips pressed against mine, but I wait, savoring the moment, taking in every detail of our proximity.
He is teasing me, knowing I want his mouth on mine. Finally, I can’t take it any longer. I close my eyes and let my lips meet his. His mouth is soft and yielding against mine. Everything else seems to fade away as I melt into his embrace. His hands move to my hips, settling between my thighs as he deepens our kiss.
A surge of pleasure runs through me as his tongue explores my mouth, and my entire body tingles in response. I want him more than I can express, but at the same time, I want to savor this moment and prolong it as long as possible.
We kiss fervidly for what feels like an eternity, and eventually, I pull away and look into his eyes. His face is full of desire. He wants me just as much as I crave him.
Wrapping my legs around him, I pull him even closer. He rubs the tip of his cock against my clit, sending rockets of lust shooting through me. I arch my back, begging him with my body to claim me. His weight presses down on me in the most exquisite way as he teases me and then guides his cock deep inside my pussy.
“Fuck, yes, Bailey. Fuck my cock like a good girl. Let me ride you until you come all over me in that way that makes me feel so good. I want you to make me feel so good with your come all over my cock. Will you do that, baby girl?"
