Page 152 of Cross the Line
“You see? When you elaborate, you get what you want,” Eli taunts, licking up the swell of my breast. “So, go on, ‘Yes’…”
His eyes dare me.
“I… I want you to fuck your cum into me.” Breathless, the words make the picture sharper as his palm rubs my belly and my gaze flicks to Jayden’s. “I want y-y-you to fill my belly. Fill me up.”
“Good girl,” Jayden groans. His thumb catches my clit, and my pussy fists around him.
Without warning, he pulls out. My feral whimper echoes as he hauls me to him, hooks my thighs over his hips, and lowers us to the mattress.
His full weight pins me down as his lips slant over mine. Tongue owning my mouth, stealing all my pleas for more.
I’m rutting up into him while he grinds down. His hard bulge rubs my covered center harder and faster with every buck of our hips.
Just as the friction is building, he pulls back. Standing at the foot of the bed, where Eli is already stripped to dark boxer briefs. My insides twist tight at the sight of his thick bulge. Even in the dim light, I can make out the dark patch where his arousal is leaking from his cock just from watching Jayden and me.
As Jayden starts undressing himself, Eli tugs me to the edge of the bed by my ankles. With a kiss to the inside of each foot, he trails his hands down to my ass. Fisting the knit of my leggings, he peels them off of me, along with my panties.
Dark eyes locked on mine, he tells me, “I’m going to watch JJ fuck this tight pussy so hard I’ll feel it while you’re sucking my cock.”
“You want that, Baby?” Jayden crawls up beside me, muscles flexing under tan skin.
The predatory glint in his eyes raises goosebumps all across my skin when he pinches the front clasp of my bra open. Instantly, his mouth is on me—greedy pulls, everywhere, avoiding my nipples just to make me chase.
With a long lick, he lifts his stare. “You want Eli to watch me pound my cum into your pretty hole, Finley?”
My words fail when Eli dips his head between my legs and runs his tongue up my slit.
Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God…
“Or maybe I’ll fuck his cum all the way inside you,” Jayden muses, pumping his hard length in slow, tight strokes that drip across my breasts. “Fill that belly of yours so fucking good…”
Eli groans at his words, the sound vibrating off his tongue, all the way inside me when he spears into me.
I’m seconds from combusting when he spreads my thighs wider and sucks at my entrance. He’s never done that before, and the sensation is so good that I choke on my pleas for them to fuck me already.
My engorged lips pulse hotter the more he sucks on me. Then he trails a wet finger down to my hole, and my senses skitter as his tongue fucks my pussy and his finger rubs at my puckered flesh.
“Eli, please,” I beg as Jayden teases my nipples with the slick tip of his cock.
I can smell his need—sharp, maddening. My belly knots around the promise he made when Eli shoves my legs to my chest and slams into me.
“Fuck!” The scream shreds into a stifled rasp as Jayden grips my throat.
“‘Suck, Baby,’” he says, guiding his dick into my mouth. “Show me how fucking good our man is owning your pretty cunt.”
My throat opens up on another yelp when Eli hits home, and Jayden shoves deeper into my mouth.
I can’t breathe. I can’t scream. I can’t move with him straddling my shoulders, and my world narrows to the brutal slide of his cock down my throat while Eli pounds into my pussy.
So good… I want more. Deeper. Harder. Faster. I want them inside me. I want to be filled by them. To have a piece of them living and breathing in me. Something that not even they’ve had.
I’ve never wanted like this. Never needed the way I need this. Them. Their seed. Their heartbeats. Their existence. Inside. Me.
Eli’s thrusts force my throat to tighten around Jayden’s length. Tears stream into my hairline. My fingers claw the sheets, searching for an anchor.
“That’s it, Baby, all the fucking way…” JJ grinds, slick skin driving over mine, the hard globes of his ass rubbing my nipples.
Fuck.
