Chapter 35 #2
I draw her hands over her head and grip her wrists together with one of mine, stretching her body out beneath me. I hook my other hand beneath her knee and pull it up next to her chest.
“Wyatt.” Her eyes capture mine as I draw out and punch back into her. “Oh, fuck, that feels good.”
“Eyes on me, trouble. I want to see your eyes when you come for me.” I’m not as gentle as I was before, but everything in me knows she can take it. She was built for me. Her hips lift to each of my thrusts, taking me deep inside her.
“Keep this here.” I release her leg and she pushes it against my shoulder to hold it there. I reach between us and rub her clit while I piston in and out of her tight little cunt.
“Oh, fuck,” she shouts and comes on my cock. Her eyes stay on mine even as they lose focus. Her cunt milks my cock until I can’t take any more.
Groaning, I thrust in deep and kiss her. My release takes my breath away as my cock coats her insides with my warm cum. This is what I always wanted. What I dreamed of. She moans into my mouth as an aftershock clutches around me.
If it was just her and me, I’d stay here, deep inside her, until I could fuck her again, but my girl is on a mission. When I get her alone, we’ll see exactly how much she can take.
Sara
Fuck, I want to do that again. And again. And again.
Wyatt kisses me, thrusting his still hard cock inside me and making an aftershock shoot through my system. He pulls out and I want to draw him back inside. Instead, I reluctantly let him go.
Wyatt just fucked me. My brain spins dizzily. From what he said before, this isn’t exactly how he wants me. But if this is any indication of what he can give me, I’m all in. He returns with a washcloth and leans over to capture my nipple in his mouth as he wipes me clean.
My fingers clench in his hair as I arch my body into his touch. Sparks scatter through me and I almost pull him back down over me and make him start over.
Do I want to get fucked by him while blowing someone else? Hell, yes. But I want to get to know the guys as individuals before more group stuff. I’m definitely interested in the group stuff though.
As I sit up, my gaze meets Drew’s. He smirks and nods toward Finn.
I’m beginning to wonder if the guy wants to fuck me at all, but he did say he got off by watching others. Maybe watching me fuck someone else gets him there.
“Flower.” Finn’s green eyes meet mine and he gives me a cocky smile. Before I can move his way, he comes to sit next to me and catches the back of my neck. “Had enough yet?”
My eyes flick from his to Drew’s and I shake my head.
Dante and Wyatt sit in their boxers on the couch, watching us. Finn rises up on his knees and draws my back against him. His cock slots between my ass cheeks, and I flush remembering someone took me there and it felt better than I imagined.
Is that what Finn wants to do?
Finn grabs my neck and holds my head against his shoulder. His hand slides down my stomach. Sparks follow in the wake of his touch. “I love an audience, flower. This arrangement will work nicely for that.”
Drew smirks as he strokes his cock lazily. My pussy pulses in anticipation. His gaze follows Finn’s hand as he slides his fingers over my clit back to my entrance.
“We could spend days fucking you and not get tired.” His lips move against my ear as he presses two fingers inside me. “Would you like that, flower?”
When I gasp, he tightens his hand around my throat, not to cut off my breathing though, just to hold me there. He slides his fingers back to my clit, working me into a frenzy as I focus on Drew’s hand on his cock.
None of them would be considered small. I’m not even sure they’re regular sized. Dante’s is the biggest in both length and girth. But not by much.
Precum beads on the tip of Drew’s cock and he spreads it down himself. I wet my lips. How will he taste?
Finn draws his wet fingers up over my stomach to my nipple, coating it in my wetness, teasing the tip to a hardened peak. “Do you know how beautiful you look spread open, taking cock into your pussy?”
“I don’t,” I whisper.
“Want me to show you?” he whispers in my ear like it’s something wicked.
“Show me.”
He draws back and I look over my shoulder at him. “Lie down.”
I move onto my back and he grabs my knees to drag me closer.
“Wedge.”
I furrow my brow. Drew passes him a pillow wedge over me. Drew smiles down at me and brushes my hair from my face.
“Lift your hips, flower.”
I do and he slides the wedge beneath them so my pussy is lifted up to him.
“Look up.”
My gaze shifts above us. “Fuck, I forgot about the mirror.”
Finn laughs and spreads my legs. “You can watch my cock slide in and out of your perfect pussy as I fuck you.”
The way he talks makes me so wet.
His cock lines up with my entrance and he eases in. I suck in a breath at the feel of him inside me and watching it happen at the same time. Drew lies on the bed and rests his head beside mine so his hair touches my shoulder. I meet his dark gaze in the mirror.
“We can play with the mirrors in this room all you want, princess.”
I shiver as Finn’s cock fills me full. The sight of his hips pressed against mine floods me with heat. He pushes my legs wider and slides his fingers over my clit. When he draws out of my pussy, his cock glistens with my wetness before he slides it back in.
His finger draws circles around my clit, winding me tighter and tighter.
“You’ll be able to watch as we fuck you together.” Drew’s voice is soft in my ear. “Watch our cocks slide in and out of your tight pussy and warm, wet mouth. We’ll work up to you taking someone in your ass at the same time, until you’re so full you can’t stop coming.”
I cry out, arching, tightening all through my body as my release takes me. For a moment, I hang in that feeling, watching Finn pump into me. His gaze on his cock and my pussy.
I fall back into myself and gasp in a breath.
Finn winks at me in the mirror. “We can do better.”