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He’s not even touching me but I feel like I’m gonna explode from the constant tingling.
When it’s finally time for him to quit with the teasing and kiss methere,I let out a scream that could bring Tristan back from the fucking dead.
“On a scale of one to ten, how good does it feel?” teases Saint.
“There’s no scale,” I respond, too busy trying to control my breathing before I lose the plot entirely. “Does that answer your question?”
“I want you toscreamall of our names.” Saint overpronounces every syllable, teasing without even touching. “I want you on the floor, begging.”
The kinks are never-ending with these guys.
On the floor? Begging? That’s mild. Right now, I’d pour ice cold water all over my naked body, just to get them to fuck me.
“On thefloor?” I chuckle. “We’ll see.”
I tip my chin to see what Ash makes of all of this.
A gasp escapes my mouth when I see that his dick is out, long and hard and horizontal, cutting through the air like a weapon of its own.
“Oh my god.”
The other two follow my gaze to see what all the fuss is about.
Bad idea.
“Jesus fuck, Ryder.”
“Fetch me a bar of soap. I need to wash out my eyes.”
Ash continues massaging his length all the same. “It’s your fault for looking.”
I bite my lip to contain my excitement. Is it normal to be aroused as the brothers look at one another naked?
Honestly? I don’t think there’s anything normal about me anymore.
I keep staring at Ash’s dick, watching the tight vein course up his length each time he strokes himself.
Saint’s mouth on my pussy has my head crashing back down to the pillow. I release another gasp. It becomes a moan in the same breath as he experiments, licking a long stripe up my inner folds.
“How’s that, darling?”
“You want your answer scaled?”
Ryder leaves my collarbone and climbs onto the bed, parting my legs. “Let me show you how it’s done,” he says to Saint, who is now perched at the foot of the bed, tempted to release his own length.
He should.
I know how they got the last time we did this.
All differences were set aside in the name of…well,me. I suppose there’s only so much arguing you can take before you eventually let go and treat yourself to watching a live act porno.
It’s never been my thing to sit back and watch, but the look on their faces the last time we went all the way tells me that they get behind it real good.
I open sesame for my first taker—Ryder.
Saint helps him take control of my legs. One is hooked over Saint’s shoulder, and the other is extended in the opposite direction, held in place by Ryder’s strong grip.
Spread-eagle, there’s nothing left to do but sit back and relax…
