Page 116 of Cross the Line
“Fuck,” Eli hisses, gripping me tighter as Jayden strokes him beneath me.
Holy fucking shit.
Yes.
Oh my God.
This is new. It’s so dang hot that my insides grow tight against my ribs. My body is threatening to combust from all the stimulation.
Eli’s fingertips are clawing into my hips. His body tightening as my pussy swallows up the tip of his cock.
Dark eyes roll back with a string of muttered curses.
Each inch he slides in, the vibration ricochets through my cells; every pore zings. When he bottoms out, the fullness is almost too much.
Jayden drags his fingers from where we’re joined to my hole. Twisting the toy in my ass with one hand, he grips my waist, just above Eli’s hand. While one rocks my body, the other bounces me harder and faster.
“So tight,” Eli groans, bucking up into me.
His cock hits so deep, I yelp at the blunt bruising force as I collapse into his chest.
“Fuck, JJ, you gotta turn that thing off before I—” is all I hear as my orgasm crashes over me.
My body is shaking so violently, my pussy clenching so tight that as Jayden pulls the toy out of me, I scream. The sensation wracks all the way from my core to my extremities. An avalanche of feelings that I can’t contain. And as JJ lines his blunt tip with my hole, I’m so blissed out, my body opens up for him freely. Welcoming the intrusion.
“God, your ass feels… Fuck, Fin… Baby…” His voice breaks into grunts and deafening heartbeats while Eli holds my face between his hands.
His forehead presses to mine with his erratic breaths hissing over my lips while JJ presses inside me.
“I can feel him inside you. So goddamn perfect, Fin,” he says between languid bites to my lip as the pressure grows to an unbearable ache, deeply seated in the marrow of my bones.
I want more.
I want to keep them inside me forever.
I never want this to end.
Because until this moment, when I am physically bursting at the seams with them, the magnitude of what being loved by them means hadn’t truly sunk in yet. This voracious physical yearning, the pain, the need… the overpowering agony they muster in me was just a whisper.
Now it’s a roar.
Tears track down my face as Jayden leans over me, peppering sweet kisses across my shoulder.
“Such a good girl taking both of us so fucking deep.” His praise warms through the discomfort while he holds still, letting me adjust to the fullness. “Tell us when, Baby.”
“Take your time, Angel,” Eli echoes, kissing from my mouth to my forehead. He lifts to his forearms, and when his mouth reaches my ear, Jayden finds his.
There is nothing in this life that could ever compare to this. The longing twisting itself around us is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.
“When,” I whisper, turning my face toward theirs.
“Are you sure?” Jayden’s voice cracks.
“Fuck me.” I give him my mouth as he slowly straightens, taking me with him.
His thighs press between mine and Eli’s.
“He feels so good inside you,” Jayden groans with a subtle rock of his hips. “I can feel all of him and all of you. Fuck, Finley…”
