Page 26 of Triple Power Play 3
“You.” She rocks her hips. “Ethan, please.”
I circle her clit faster. “What is it, baby girl? Tell me.”
Her breath hitches. “Fuck me.”
I can’t take much more. My dick is jammed so tight against my zipper, I’ll be shocked if it doesn’t have teeth marks. I’m tempted to jerk off and come all over her ass, but my inner caveman urges me to fill her pussy and watch it drip out.
“You gonna be a good girl and listen to me?”
“You gonna be a good boyfriend and give me that cock?”
Despite myself, I smile. That fucking mouth, her and Jackson.
“Brace yourself.” I’m notched at her entrance before my shirt and pants even hit the floor. “I’m taking you hard and fast, filling you with days’ worth of cum, and you’re gonna sit in it while you watch your husband play.”
She places a hand on the mirror and grips the edge of the counter with the other. “You’re nasty.”
I slam into her in one, brutal thrust, and her words trail off into a high-pitched moan.
“And you love it.” I pound into her, a man possessed. “After the game, I’m fucking the attitude out of that mouth.”
“Ethan.” She arches her back to take me deeper. “Don’t stop.”
“No worries, love. I’m filling every hole until you remember who you belong to.”
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AURORA
My ass stings. It’s not painful, more like a sunburn, but I’ll be feeling it for days. That’s fine with me, because Ethan’s right: I do love it.
His fingers encircle my throat, his other hand working my clit. The orgasm barrels through me—the type that rocks your entire body and leaves you dick-whipped.
My legs tense, and I pulse around him, mindlessly mumbling, “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck.”
“You’re strangling my cock, baby… Damn.” His voice is strained, breathy.
His grasp tightens, and his thrusts grow furious, pounding me through one climax and into another.
With a slam of his hips against my ass, he bottoms out and releases a rumbling, “Fuuuuuck” that sends a shiver down my spine.
I watch him in the mirror, his brows pinched, his gaze transfixed on where he slowly pumps in and out of me.
“I love the way you grip me, as if you don’t wanna let go.”
“I don’t.” Despite my legs being weak, I meet his lazy thrusts.
He abruptly pulls out. Before I can understand what’s happening, he’s maneuvering me to sit on the counter’s edge, facing him, my weight on my forearms behind me.
“I can’t stop. You feel too good.”He thumbs his still-hard cock and pushes inside me.
Veins protruding, his large hands grip my hips and ass, lifting me to meet his merciless thrusts. “Play with your clit, baby girl. Show me how you make yourself come.”
Desperate for more, I don’t hesitate. I hook my legs about his waist and tease my clit, circling and pinching.
Broad shoulders, a sculpted chest, his biceps bulging, abs flexing, his thick cock hitting every sweet spot—and my orgasm comes hard and fast with a shuddering moan.
“That’s my girl. Squeeze that tight cunt around me.” His fingertips dig into my flesh with bruising strength. “Fuck, baby. You’re going to make me come again.” His words are raw as his jaw clenches, and he growls low through his teeth.
