Chapter 27 Dakota #2
But there’s no time to feel empty, Stiff moves behind me, covers himself, and then sinks in with a hard thrust. My hands fist the blanket as he fills me with that glorious cock of his, leaving me to focus on getting Lash off with my mouth.
He’s getting thicker, and if possible, even harder as I bob faster and faster, dragging my tongue along the throbbing vein underneath, and his moans are getting needier and needier.
Jackal slips down underneath me, balling his jacket under his head so he can get his mouth on my breasts.
Again, I’m drowning in pleasure, coming in from all angles at once. It’s enough to drive a girl crazy.
Stiff covers me from behind, leaning his weight into his thrusts.
We aren’t even trying to be quiet, but I occasionally hear other screams of pleasure from below, so unless someone comes looking, we’re just a small, hidden part of the orgy.
Lash’s grip in my hair tightens, though I’m not sure if he’s aware of it.
He closes his eyes and tilts his head back, his breathing short and ragged.
And I’m right behind him as I ride Stiff’s cock and Jackal’s mouth sucks hard on my tight nipples.
Jackal slips a hand down my stomach, his fingers finding my throbbing clit.
I can feel my next orgasm building, the tight curling of everything inside as my thighs start to tremble and my toes curl.
A throaty moan builds deep inside me, making all of me quiver.
I’m so close, so incredibly close. I shut my eyes tight, draw a deep breath around Lash’s thickness and prepare to get carried off in another explosi—
Stiff pulls out. “Switch!”
“Noooooooo—”
Lash is already moving behind me while Jackal regains his spot in front.
Stiff runs his strong fingers up my spine, starting at the small of my back, sending pleasure rushing through me to mix with my confused pre-orgasm tingles that suddenly have nowhere to go.
“Easy, babe, it’s worth the wait,” he says in a dangerous purr.
“But—oh!”
Lash bottoms out in one stroke, turning my objection into a growling sound of desperation I don’t think I’ve made before in my life.
Oh God, that feels so good. I want to say it out loud, but I don’t have the breath for it.
I grip the blanket, my knuckles turning white as I arch my back like a cat in heat, pressing my ass back against him.
He grips my hips like he’s going to climb me and then hammers his cock into my wet pussy so hard I grunt with every thrust.
I had him so close, I know it. I can’t believe he’s lasting through this, even as my core tightens and my moans come back with a vengeance. I’m so ready for this.
I look up and find Jackal stroking himself without the condom, while he watches me with lust-darkened eyes. I open my mouth and he feeds his length between my lips, a heavy weight on my tongue. I can’t do much, but the way Lash is rocking me, I don’t have to, as long as I can keep my lips tight.
Stiff keeps running his fingers over my skin, murmuring things like, “Good girl,” and, “Come for us, baby, let me see it.” He finds a breast and cups it, capturing the nipple between two fingers and giving it a squeeze. Just a little bit of a sting, but so much pleasure.
“Fuck,” Lash groans and pushes deep, holding me against him with his fingers digging into my flesh. I can feel pulse after pulse as his cock swells and twitches inside me.
I let out a guttural groan as I finally come, and the vibration seems to be what sets Jackal off, because he moans deep inside his tattooed chest and then I taste him all over my tongue.
I don’t have the presence of mind to swallow, so it just runs out over my lips and chin like I’m in a cheap porno and I don’t care.
I’m coming so hard around Lash that it’s all I can do to not collapse.
When I finally come back to earth, Lash is pulling himself out slowly.
Even worn out as I am, I’m already missing the feeling of him inside me.
I roll over, landing on my back. Jackal is sitting back against the headboard, breathing heavily, and last man standing is Stiff, who’s jerking his cock hard to catch up while stroking my thigh and fucking me with his eyes.
I couldn’t take him right now, I’m too exhausted, but I bring my hands up to my breasts and cup them, look up at him through my eyelashes and say with a husky voice, “It’s my turn to watch. Show me how you come.”
“Fuck,” he groans, and then his cock swells in his fist. It jumps with each pulse as his thick cum shoots out to spatter onto my belly and breasts.
I slide my fingers through it without taking my eyes off him, giving him a show while he works his way through all of his orgasm. He’s so freaking hot like that.
His breathing settles, and he sits back on his heels with a sexy, satisfied smile. “Fuck, that was sexy.”
I laugh. “I’m a mess. You guys made me a mess.”
“Fucking sexy mess,” Lash agrees with a wink. He stretches out naked on the floor, exhausted. “Give us a little bit and we can go again if you want.”
“No way. If I stay here too long I’m just going to fall asleep.” My eyes drift shut for a second and I jolt awake. “Uh, guys?”
“Yeah?” Stiff asks.
“How am I supposed to get back to the apartment?” The idea of putting clothes over my cum covered skin is absolutely disgusting.
Jackal laughs. He finds his T-shirt and helps me put it on. It’s not nearly as bad as my own since it’s about three sizes too big and falls to my thighs. “There, that and you can borrow one of our jackets. You can use my shower first if you want.”
“Tempting, but I should get back to Logan.”
Lash shakes his head. “He’s fine. Bonnie texted earlier. He’s already asleep in the pillow fort he and Anne built together, and they’re prepared to stay there all night. I believe her direct message was to tell you, “Everything is good, enjoy getting railed.”
I smile and relax back on the bed. “Well, in that case, who am I to argue?”