Page 97 of Sin Bin Daddies
Leo watches me, “I know something about you, Maddie.” His voice is low, full of promise. “I know you can soak us when you let go. You remember when you squirted for me,hermosa?”
My breath catches, my body tightens.
Leo’s hand moves lower, his fingers replacing Ford’s, circling my clit with perfect pressure. “I want to see it.”
Asher curses under his breath, his grip bruising as he thrusts up into me, each stroke hitting deeper, harder. “Fuck, that’s hot.”
Ford’s hands spread me wider, keeping me open to all of them. “Let’s get her there.”
The buildup is too much. Leo’s fingers stroke faster, teasing, demanding. Asher’s thick length stretches me with every deepthrust. Ford’s touch on my body is possessive, guiding, as if he knows exactly what I need.
It hits me like a tidal wave, my body locking up, every muscle tensing before pleasure crashes over me, tearing me apart. A strangled moan rips from my throat as my release pulses through me—harder, sharper—until my body jerks and I feel it happen.
A gush of warmth spills between my thighs, soaking Asher, dripping down onto Ford’s waiting hands.
Leo grins, dark and satisfied. “That’s my good girl.”
Ford groans, rubbing the wetness between my thighs, spreading it with wicked appreciation. “Fucking hell, Maddie.”
Asher groans too, his grip almost punishing as he holds me down on his cock, watching the way my body completely surrenders to them. “Shit, that’s fucking hot.”
Leo brings his soaked fingers to his lips, tasting me. “Told you I knew.”
I’m still trembling, barely able to catch my breath when Ford’s lips press against my ear. “Think you’ve got another in you?”
Leo’s smirk deepens. “Oh, she does.”
Asher’s breath is ragged against my neck, his body tense, vibrating with restraint.
“Fuck,” he mutters, pulling out slowly, leaving me gasping at the sudden emptiness.
Before I can even catch my breath, Ford moves in, flipping me onto my back with ease. His large hands grip my thighs, spreading me open as he settles between them. His dark eyes rake over me, his control barely leashed.
“You’re not done yet, sweetheart,” he rasps, dragging a hand over my trembling stomach before lining himself up.
Leo chuckles beside me, his fingers tracing the curve of my jaw. “She looks wrecked already.”
I am. But I still want more.
Ford pushes inside, stretching me again, his thickness filling me inch by inch. My fingers clutch at his arms, nails biting into his skin as he sinks deeper. A broken moan spills from my lips, and Ford groans.
“Look at you,” he murmurs, his lips brushing against my ear. “Taking me so damn well.”
Leo moves beside me, then he strokes his fingers over my lips. “Open, gorgeous.”
My body responds before my mind catches up, my mouth parting just as Leo slides between my lips. The taste of him, the weight of him—it’s intoxicating.
His hand weaves into my hair, guiding my movements as Ford picks up his pace, each thrust sending another wave of pleasure surging through me.
Asher watches from the side, his fingers skimming over my skin, teasing my sensitive nipples. Every touch, every sensation, is overwhelming. My body tightens, pleasure coiling unbearably fast.
Ford’s thrusts are deep and unrelenting. “Fuck, Maddie,” he says, his control slipping.
Leo curses above me, his breathing ragged as he watches my lips stretch around him, his grip tightening in my hair. “Just like that, beautiful.”
Asher pinches and rolls my sensitive peaks, adding another layer of torment to the pleasure already wrecking me.
“She’s close again,” he murmurs, watching me with heated fascination. “Let go, Maddie.”
