Page 49 of The Final Deal

The timbre of Adrian’s voice sends a chill down my spine. My hands follow his, shoving my fingers under the band of my panties to let them drop to my feet.

Zak has me straddle his lap. His hard cock presses against me, and I can’t help rubbing myself over him.

I paw at his shirt and whine. “Take this stupid thing off.”

He’s quick to pull it over his head and reveals his gloriously sculpted and tattooed torso. Meeting the gaze of la Virgencita on his chest pauses my frantic clawing. He cups my cheek and leads my mouth to his, and his throbbing cock coaxes my hips to sway.

“Quit teasing, babe,” he breathes. He nibbles my bottom lip when I pull away.

I lift myself high enough to let him line up at my entrance. Then, I slowly sink down, relishing his thickness filling me up as we groan in unison.

The other body in the room is unmistakable with the way his presence burns the air around us; I know Adrian is staring, watching me fuck Zak in front of him.

My hand covers his chest and I throw my head back. Mother Mary shouldn’t see what I’m doing to the Ramos twins or what they’re doing to me.

“Oh, yeah, babe,” Zak moans. His arms wrap around my waist and he licks a nipple, sucking on it harshly. He buries his face in between my breasts. “Fuck, like that. Just like that.”

His fingers suddenly dig into my bones to stop the furious movement of my hips. He slams up into me and groans so loudly that it rings in my ears. “Fuck.”

When his grip loosens, I shimmy a little extra to bury his cock and come a little deeper inside me. His kisses are wet and sloppy and don’t stop until I pause for a breath.

Zak takes my chin between his fingers. His voice is rough as he says, “We’re not done with you yet, babe.”

“We?” I whisper.

Zak focuses on something over my shoulder. He jerks his head slightly.

Arms circle around my waist and toss me across the couch. I gasp when hands yank me into place over the arm of the couch, and my legs dangle over the side.

Adrian stands between my thighs, shirtless and shoving his pants down. I gulp, licking my lips when his jeans pass his hips and reveal an extra-hard, throbbing erection.

Ohfuck.

Zak faces us and watches Adrian tower over me and my bare pussy full of come.

Adrian’s cock traces over my slit, rubbing my clit before driving into me.

The shrill yelp that passes my lips gives me away: I’m a total fucking slut for Zak and Adrian Ramos.

Adrian fills me repeatedly in a hard, steady rhythm. His grunts make me touch myself—all I want is more come and to come again with a Ramos cock inside me.

“Tell him you’re a whore for us,” Dree grits out.

My eyes lock onto Zak’s, him taking in the sight of me fucking his brother. He’s hypnotized, staring at me panting and babbling high-pitched nonsense as they take me.

Adrian’s hand circles my throat. “Tell my brother what you are.”

I can’t help moaning the admission. “I’m a Ramos slut.”

Adrian’s pace quickens, his fingers cinching into my hips. “Yeah, you are. Can’t help flashing that sweet pussy at us, huh?”

Two fingers vigorously circle my clit, and Zak’s eyes flare with desire. “Oh, God,fuck me.”

Adrian fucks me harder and faster. My tits bounce in sync with his rhythm, and his moans grow louder. “Fuck. Shit.”

His hips drive into mine one final time with a loud groan that echoes in the room. My fingers roughly swirl over my clit.

I’m full of the Ramos twins’ come.

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