Page 80 of Triple Power Play 3
“Come on Jackson’s cock, baby girl.” He circles my clit faster. “Get him nice and slick so we can both fuck you.”
The smell of coconut oil fills the steamy air, and Jax’s fingers find my ass. Understanding the assignment, he pounds into me while stretching my tight hole.
My head drops onto his shoulder. I dig my nails into Ethan’s neck, and my legs shake. Someone pinches my nipples, and I can’t take it anymore. It’s an onslaught of pleasure.
I cry out and shatter in their arms.
Jax slams into me. “Fuck. Fuck. You’re gripping me so fucking tight.”
“Don’t make him come yet.” My mind is still a cloud of euphoria when I’m suddenly lifted into Ethan’s arms, Jackson’s cock replaced by his. “I want him to fill your ass while I unload in your pussy.”
“Jesus fuck.” Jax eases into me. “Goddamn.”
I suck in a sharp breath and tense around them, clutching Ethan’s broad shoulders.
His hold on my thighs turns bruising, and he groans, “Relax, baby. Let us in.”
Jackson slides past that tight ring of muscle, filling me in one, firm stroke, and a lusty, high-pitched moan escapes me.
Arousal swoops low in my belly.So full.
Ethan adjusts me in his arms, his hips rolling as they find their rhythm. “Good fucking girl,” he praises. “You take us so fucking well.”
His dirty words and gravelly tone shoot straight to my clit, and my orgasm builds rapidly once again.
They fall in sync, rutting into me, and a melody of erotic sounds bounces off the tiles. Moans. Grunts. Whimpers. Wet skin on skin. It’s intoxicating, and that submissive haze takes over.
I become pliant and surrender to their desires. It’s the most incredible feeling—heady and gratifying.
Jax grabs my chin and forces my mouth to his. He devours me, the kiss rough and desperate. “There’s nothing better than fucking you.” His warm breath shudders over my lips. “Except for fucking you while you’re full of Ethan’s cock.”
His voice is raspy, his thrusts punishing. He’s close.
My body flushes with heat. “Fuck me, Jax. Fill my ass with cum.”
With a guttural groan, he sinks his teeth into my bottom lip. His fingers tremble against my skin. He jerks inside me, and the burn of his hot cum sends me over the edge.
“Oh… Fuck, I’m gonna come.” My words are barely above a whisper.
Ethan buries his cock to the hilt. “That’s my girl… Fuck… Give me that tight pussy.”
He hits deep, and I gush around him, screaming in ecstasy.
His head falls back, his neck arched and his lips parted. He hisses through his teeth, and his cock throbs inside me. His pleasure suspends mine, and I lick and bite that strained tendon, moaning the entire time.
No one moves. We’re frozen in post-climax bliss.
The three of us pant, trying to catch our breaths, our hearts beating wildly together. My tongue dances with Ethan’s, passionate and languid.
Jax trails kisses along the curve of my neck, his fingers in my hair. “That might be the best fuck we’ve ever had.”
“Mmm.” Ethan makes a sound of agreement. “I’m gonna sleep like the dead.”
Later that night, we’re lying in bed. My body is deliciously sore, my head on Ethan’s shoulder, and Jackson is curled around me, his arm over my waist and his hand on my belly.
“We need to think of a baby name,” Ethan says in the dark.
“How about Elijah?” Jax offers. “It has all our initials. We can call him Eli or EJ. It’s perfect.”
