Page 57 of Holiday Hostage
No one cared if they were dry as we fell into bed together.
I followed Payton down onto the soft mattress and separated her legs, gazing at her body with all the awe and desire that had built since the moment I laid eyes on her.
“Beautiful.” I caressed her thighs, her stomach, and down to her knees.
I bent her legs up and outward, spreading her wide for the feast I intended.
She held out her hands, and Mav and Reed closed in on either side of her.
I licked her, going deep and hard against her clit.
She bucked and drove herself onto my waiting mouth.
I could do this every single time we fucked.
I reveled in the taste of her, the way her body accepted our touches, and the way she always craved more from us.
I flipped us around in a move so sudden she sucked in a hiss of air.
But the moment her weight settled fully on my mouth, she gave up all pretense of holding back.
We all wanted her.
All at the same time.
At different times.
Together or apart, it didn’t matter as long as she continued to enjoy our company.
The next time she came, I soaked up every drop on my tongue.
I waited until her shudders eased before I turned us onto our sides and guided her toward Reed.
They’d been busy while I ate her out, though I hadn’t been able to see what they were up to.
All that mattered was that Payton enjoyed it.
Her eyes were heavy, her face flushed, and her skin hot. She threw her leg over Reed’s hip, and he slid into her.
Mav moved to her back and whispered into her ear.
Payton nodded and reached her hand back, anchoring it on Mav’s hip as he eased into her ass.
The sight of the three of them locked together caused my cock to throb.
I’d have another turn later. For now, I wanted to soak this in, to see every second of Payton’s pleasure play out in her face and body.
Every time her eyes fluttered closed, she snapped them open again. “I thought it might have all been a dream. How can this be real?”
“It’s real.” I brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “And it’s only going to get better. We’re going to make sure you are always pleasured.”
She nodded, her teeth sinking into her lower lip as another orgasm rocked her body. “I’m trying to wait. I want you all to come with me.”
“Don’t worry about us. We’re here for your pleasure, and we’ll take our turns when we’re ready.” Mav’s voice was a low rumble in the room decorated with bold reds and deep gold.
Even the blanket beneath us boasted the splash of colors that highlighted Payton’s soft skin and generous curves.
I sat close by as she rode Reed and Mav with the kind of silky symphony of hungry bodies seeking that perfect release.
