Page 153 of Cross the Line
God, please…
I’m so hot. So sensitive. So wanton. That when Jayden rips out of my mouth and lifts off me, I choke on my greedy gasp for air.
Adrenaline spikes through me. Heightening my senses. Every slam of Eli’s hips hits the fuse at my core, and sparks fly all over me.
Without warning, my body detonates.
White-hot fire rips through me, wave on wave. “Fuck yes, Angel,” Eli grunts into my ear, yanking me to the edge and lifting me against him. “You take my cock so damn good.”
“Mmm…” I pant into his shoulder as he holds my shaking body against his, and Jayden brushes my hair from my face, wiping my spit from my mouth and jaw.
“You’re so fucking beautiful when you come for us,” he says.
“And now we’re going to fill you up, Angel. So good. So, so good…” Eli rumbles.
“I’m going to fuck this greedy cunt so deep.” Jayden’s palm presses to my throbbing pussy from behind. “Just the way you want it… Gonna make it hurt so fucking good.”
“JJ,” I half cry, half beg when he swipes his hand away, pulling back.
“You ready, Angel?” Eli nips at my jaw when I look over my shoulder at Jayden.
He’s kneeling on the bed. Thighs spread, cock hard and proud as he sits back on his heels. Big, beautiful, and so strong. The hard cut lines of his body are corded and tight when he opens his arms for me, and Eli deposits me on his lap.
My back to JJ’s front. His pulse hammers into my back with the same marrow-deep desperation coursing through my bloodstream.
“You’re already so fucking wet, Fin,” he whispers into my ear like a secret, even though Eli made a mess of me. “Fuck, I love how hot you get for him. How you drip for him like a needy little slut.”
Oh shit.
His remark hits so heavy in my core that I shudder deeper into him.
I shouldn’t like the crass words. It shouldn’t add to the out-of-control inferno in my belly.
But it does.
Because I’ll be anything for them. Anything they want. Everything they need.
That’s me.
“Please, JJ, get inside me,” I whine when he grips his cock and slaps it over my pussy.
The blunt tip smacks my clit as Eli guides my palm to Jayden’s shaft, palming it over mine.
“Get his cock nice and wet,” he orders, voice strained as his stare holds mine.
Jayden grips my thighs, spreading me wider.
Then Eli spits into his other hand, and with deliberate slowness, he lowers it to where JJ and I are connected. My stare follows as he cups Jayden’s balls with his slick touch.
“Fuck,” Jayden hisses, breath hot at my ear. His grip bruising. “Eli… Eli…”
Eli’s stare burns past mine, dark, and so intense that a thrill shoots through me, rocking my body over JJ’s to the teasing rhythm of Eli’s palm as he rolls and tugs at his balls.
It’s hot. The view is magnificent, torturously beautiful.
“Please, Babe, I won’t last if you keep doing that,” Jayden grinds out the plea.
“You don’t need to last, Baby,” Eli says, mouth at my ear, grazing Jayden’s jaw. His chest is pressed to mine, allowing me to feel every word vibrate between them when he adds, “You just need to fill our girl.”
