Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93417 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 374(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Rhys comes to my side, then maneuvers a hand under my belly to my center, using another vibrator to tease my clit. It’s like my birthday and Christmas all at once. Hollis opens me up, pressing the toy into my ass while Rhys works me over, stroking my clit.
Gavin’s in front of me on the bed, playing with my hair.
They’re hitting me everywhere, and I’m shaking and moaning as my three hockey stars in half-opened tuxes prep me.
Soon, I’m dropping my head, arching my hips, and begging. Just begging. “Please fuck me. All of you. Now.”
Hollis turns off the toy, slips it out. Rhys slows the pressure, stops the vibrator. Gavin cups my cheek. “Say stop if it gets to be too much.”
“I will,” I assure them, but I’m on edge already, my skin tingling, my body vibrating. “Just get naked.”
A minute later, we’ve tangoed around the big bed. They set a hand towel on the covers with lube next to it. My shoes are off at last. “Lie down, Hollis,” I say.
The easygoing man obliges with a dirty smile, offering me his strong body. I straddle him but don’t sink over him yet.
“Gavin, behind me,” I command.
My broody guy moves into position, standing at the end of the bed, palming my ass. Rhys tosses him the lube. With a click and a drizzle, Gavin’s teasing my hole open with his thumb.
It feels so forbidden and so good. A blast of heat roars through my body as he presses into me.
Then Rhys—my possessive and adoring one—kneels by my face, fondling my breasts. “You’re so fucking pretty like this, my love. So fucking beautiful, taking all of us,” he says, running his fingers along my jawline. “You want all three of us to fuck you now?”
Is this my life? Yes, yes it is. As a hot charge rushes down my spine, I say, “I do, right now.”
Rhys’s eyes go from passionate to powerful. “Then sit on my friend’s dick,” he orders, tipping his forehead to Hollis, who’s stroking his shaft lazily under me, just taking his time.
Gavin coasts his thumb out of my ass as I move onto Hollis. I’m so wet it’s easy to sink down. Hollis curls his big hands around my hips and my breath stutters. Sparks fly through me.
“Ride him for a minute,” Rhys tells me. He’s the director, and I’m so grateful. “Brush those tits against his chest.”
I lie closer to Hollis. He sweeps my hair from my face. “Hi there,” he whispers, vulnerable, loving.
“Hey, you.”
“You like this? Fucking your men?”
“I love it,” I say on a breathless pant.
Hollis grabs my face, kisses me as Gavin does something behind me. Then Gavin says, “You want to lift that ass a little higher, sweetheart?”
I obey, breaking the kiss to watch Gavin push another finger into me. I clench but breathe through it as he opens me up.
Heat flashes through me, up my chest, along my neck. “I’m ready,” I tell him.
Gavin pushes into me. Inch by inch.
“Breathe, love,” Rhys tells me, and I listen.
A deep breath, and wow, it goes a long way. I can feel myself relax more. Accept Gavin into my body, like I’ve taken toys.
“Want more?” Gavin asks.
“Yes,” I gasp, and he takes his time again, letting me adjust to the new sensations of this kind of sex.
Soon, I’m stretched so full, so deeply, I’m not sure what to do next. I freeze, and it feels like the past, like all the times my body has failed me.
But Rhys reminds me again, saying gently, “Breathe, love.”
One deep breath, then two. Then, I rock up and down on Hollis, tilting forward as Gavin eases in and out of my ass.
I can’t say all my stretching prepared me for this position.
The fullness of it.
This pressure from it.
But in some ways, all those poses have helped. I can move between them. I can brace myself on my palms. And I can arch the hell out of my back as I take my men to the ends of me.
My muscles shake as I turn to Rhys. He’s kneeling on the bed next to us, stroking his cock, his eyes dark. “I want your dick,” I say.
“You don’t have to,” he says.
“I want to.” I part my lips. He feeds me his cock. My lips stretch and it’s sloppy, this blow job. It’s artless as I suck Rhys while I’m sandwiched between Hollis and Gavin. I can’t move much, but I don’t have to, it turns out.
Gavin sets the pace, passionately and with so much care, Hollis’s hands grip me hard, holding me tight, and Rhys always, always looks out for me.
These are my guys. This is how they take care of me. This is how they love me.
I won’t do this every night. Or even every week. But tonight, this is where I want to be—the center of their world as they fill me in every way, making me shiver, making me tremble, making me shudder. I’m like a bottle of soda, all shook up, fireworks shooting inside me. Sensations flying through me.