Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70322 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 281(@250wpm)___ 234(@300wpm)
“Harder,” I pant, grabbing Sloane’s wrist and urging him to go faster. Which he does right away, his finger flying in and out of me so fast I don’t even have the time to scream. I just grit my teeth and let pleasure overtake me, my pussy lips spasming rhythmically.
The orgasm spreads from my pussy and takes over my muscles, making them twitch as if I’m having a seizure.
“That’s a start,” Drake whispers, taking his finger out of me. Sloane does the same, and then the two of them take their hands to my shoulders and yank on my dress, pushing its straps down my arms and baring my chest.
Hooking his fingers on the right cup of my bra, Drake tugs it down to reveal one hard rosy tip. Before I can even prepare for it, he leans into me and parts his lips, wrapping them around my nipple and sucking it inside his mouth.
Taking his cue from Drake, Sloane does the same, pushing the cup of my left breast down and guiding his mouth toward my nipple. I run my fingers through their hair as they suck on me, and a bright grin creeps up on my lips. Is this really happening? Not the sex, I mean, but all this happiness I’m feeling; is this real?
I almost pinch myself to make sure that no, I’m not dreaming, but Sloane does it for me; he pulls my nipple with his mouth, pinching it with his teeth, and a subtle cry of pleasure tumbles out from between my lips. “That’s, ah … that’s good,” I gasp, grabbing him by his hair and pulling him into me, forcing him to crush his mouth against my breast.
Their hands go down to my waist and, moving in synchronicity, they pull my dress down. It falls around my ankles, all bunched up, and I just kick it off to a corner.
“Let’s get this off,” Drake continues, his hands trailing up my spine until he finds the clasp of my bra. Unhooking with one deft effort, he then grabs it and tugs on it, pulling it off me with one harsh movement.
Wearing only my thong now, I feel more than ready for what comes next—whatever it is.
Squeezing my tits harshly, my flesh molding to their fingers, they both go down to their knees at the same time. Drake goes in first, diving into me and pressing his open mouth against the wet patch of fabric on my thong. He sucks my juices over the fabric, a delighted expression on his face, and Drake joins him; with both men’s mouths pressed against the wetness between my thighs, I have no other option but to scream again.
Perhaps it’s my scream that does it, but the moment I do it they act fast, grabbing my thong at the same time, they pull it against my outer thigh and tear if off my body. There’s a ripping sound and, just like that, I’m standing fully naked while a savage hunger flickers in their eyes.
Grinning wickedly, I raise one leg and place it over Drake’s shoulder, angling myself so that the two of them can get at my pussy easier. Which they do right away, their mouths going back to my pussy as if what I have between my legs is a magnet.
I gasp and moan at the same time as their mouths make contact with the sensitive nerve endings on my drenched folds. Using their tongues at the same time, they demolish my clit and then jab at my insides, pushing me to the edge of pleasure. All it takes is a little push and I’m going to—OH GOD!
Fireworks go off behind my eyelids as a sudden explosion destroys everything inside my skull, decimating every sane thought my brain has ever produced, and leaving only the most sinful and decadent ones. Grabbing them by the hair, I pull them into me and thrust at the same time, rubbing my juices all over their faces as I come.
I sway my hips from side to side, my body completely out of control, and then I just go limp; it happens from one second to the next, almost as if someone flicked the OFF switch inside of me.
I take my leg out from Sloane’s shoulder and slide down the wall, no strength left in my legs. The moment my ass hits the ground, I close my eyes and lean against the wall, out of breath.
“Tired already?” I hear Sloane’s voice, but it sounds like it’s coming from somewhere very far away. I open my eyes, feeling lightheaded, and smile.
“Not a chance in hell,” I whisper, forcing myself to kneel in front of them. I reach for their crotches, my arms moving like striking snakes, and press the palm of my hands against the bulging shapes tenting their pants. I massage their cocks for a few seconds, feeling them throb against my fingers, and then something inside of me snaps.