Page 124 of Off The Rush
“Are you okay?” JD asks tenderly, as he watches us from the sideline, pumping his cock in anticipation.
“More than okay,” I assure him, a thrill running down my spine as I realize just how much I trust these men with every part of me.
“Good,” JD says with a smile. “Because we’re just getting started.”
Alec and Luka begin to move in synchrony, their powerful thrusts driving me wild with pleasure. They fuck me hard and aggressively, just the way I like it, while JD continues to watch, his eyes dark with lust.
Turns out JD enjoys the show.
“Emma, you’re so incredible,” Alec pants, his grip on my hips tightening as he drives himself deeper into me.
“Fuck,” I manage to choke out, feeling the familiar tension building once more in my core.
“Almost there,” Luka grunts from behind me, his hands firmly gripping my waist as he continues to pound into me relentlessly.
“Let go, Emma,” JD encourages, his voice a mix of affection and desire. “We want you to feel good.”
The heat and intensity of Alec and Luka’s thrusts become almost too much for me to handle. My body tenses, my breath coming in short gasps as I feel the edge approaching.
“Guys…I’m gonna…I’m gonna come,” I stammer, barely able to form words through the haze of pleasure.
“Let it happen, Emma,” Luka murmurs, his voice low and reassuring.
“Come for us, baby,” Alec adds, his grip on my hips tightening ever so slightly.
That’s all the encouragement I need, and with a cry of release, I tumble over the edge. The orgasm rips through me, wave after wave of pleasure crashing down around me. I feel Alec and Luka both tense up and follow suit, their groans of satisfaction mingling with mine.
As we slowly come back down to earth, I’m gently lowered onto the bed, my legs still shaking from the intensity of the experience. I glance over at JD, who’s been watching the entire time, his hand still wrapped around his throbbing cock.
“Your turn,” I whisper, my voice husky from exertion.
“Are you sure?” he asks, concern etched across his face even as he continues to pump himself.
“Absolutely,” I assure him, offering him a smile that I hope conveys just how much I want this. “Please, JD.”
He crosses the room in two strides, wrapping one arm around my waist and lifting me effortlessly against the wall. My legs wrap around his waist instinctively, providing extra support as he aligns himself with my entrance.
“Ready?” he asks, his gaze never leaving mine.
“Always,” I reply, my heart pounding in anticipation.
With that, JD plunges into me, his powerful thrusts driving me up the wall—literally. As he fucks me aggressively and passionately, I can’t help but marvel at the connection we all share. It’s something I never could have imagined five years ago, but now, I can’t imagine my life without it.
“JD…I’m getting close,” I pant, feeling that familiar build-up again.
“Yes, you are, baby. I can feel you rippling around me,” he grunts, sweat beading on his forehead as he maintains our position against the wall.
“I love you,” I say, reaching up to cup his face in my hands.
“I love you,” he agrees.
My hands grip JD’s shoulders, my nails digging into his skin as the intensity of our connection reaches its peak. I can feel the heat of his body pressed against mine, and the rough texture of the wall behind me adds to the sensory overload.
With a final powerful thrust, we both reach our climax together, the sensation overwhelming us both. As JD shudders against me, I can feel him releasing inside me, the warmth spreading through my core.
The room is quiet for a few moments, except for our ragged breathing, as we come down from the high. JD gently lowers me onto the floor, our bodies still entwined, and presses a tender kiss to my forehead.
“Ready?” he asks softly.
