Total pages in book: 238
Estimated words: 231781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1159(@200wpm)___ 927(@250wpm)___ 773(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 231781 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 1159(@200wpm)___ 927(@250wpm)___ 773(@300wpm)
“Kiss her on the mouth,” I heard Aydin say.
I looked over to see Alex staring up at him. “I want to kiss you on the mouth.”
He shook his head, his expression calm, but his breathing ragged.
He licked his lips. “Touch her on the cunt,” he whispered. “Like that night I watched you on the screen. Do it.”
He grazed his hand over her breast through her shirt, barely touching, and her mouth fell open, and I didn’t think she was breathing.
“Touch her,” he begged, hovering over her lips. “Fuck her for me in the bed.”
She swallowed. “No,” she whispered. “I do what I want, when I want, and nothing for your pleasure.”
“Nothing?” he asked, touching her lips with his fingers. “For him but not for me?”
She glared up at Aydin. “I feel safe with him. I feel like a whore with you.”
His jaw flexed, and his fingers curled over her breast like a claw. Her nipples hardened, poking through the fabric like bullets.
Will’s head collapsed into my neck, breathing hard and groaning, and I could tell he was close.
But my blood rushed hot, my orgasm crested, and I was already there. I whimpered, squeezing my pussy around him and holding on for every thrust as my body bobbed up and down, moaning loud and not caring who heard.
Part of me hated Alex. She was gorgeous, tough, and everything Aydin said she was in the bedroom. She was more Will’s friend than I ever was, and the hardest part was that she was stunning in every way.
She had to have been through shit, given her occupation. There had to have been days that brought her to tears, but you’d never know it.
And here the rest of us were, hurt and using it as an excuse to destroy ourselves, while she just kept trudging along day after day, getting closer and closer to what she wanted.
“What if I want to touch you someday?” I whispered to Alex, but leaned my head into Will, holding him close. “What if I want to kick them out and climb into bed with you, just us?”
Will grinned, kissing me without missing a step.
What if I felt safe with her, too, and she deserved better than how Aydin was treating her, and I wanted her to know that?
The lump in her throat moved up and down, and Will moved inside of me, both men watching us and holding us.
I gazed at her, droplets shimmering across her skin as Will nibbled the corner of my mouth.
“What would you do?” she asked, our heads together again. “If the boys weren’t allowed?”
I couldn’t hide the smile that peeked out.
“Yeah, what would you do?” Will panted in my ear.
I closed my eyes, loving the control they made me feel. “I wouldn’t be able to stop myself,” I told Will, loud enough for Aydin and Alex to hear. “I’d lock the door, turn off the light, and climb on top of her, sucking her tits into my mouth before spreading her legs and settling in between, nice and warm.”
Will’s body shook as he thrust faster and harder, losing control, and I looked over, seeing Aydin with her pants open and his hand inside, rubbing her through her panties. She clasped his hand in both of hers, like she wanted to stop him but couldn’t find the strength.
“Then what?” Aydin asked me but stared down at her, brow etched in pain.
“I’d kiss her,” I said. “If I were you and I had her under me, I’d kiss her and breathe her in and feel her body pressed to mine as I tasted her…”
“You like to taste things,” Will taunted me, groaning. “Show me. Show me what you’d do with her in your mouth.”
My belly pooled with heat, and I could feel it seeping out of me as he slid in and out.
“What does she taste like, Emory?” Aydin panted.
I glanced over, the cords in his forearm flexed as he worked her, and her eyes closed, the pleasure taking over.
“Warm,” I whimpered. “She’s warm and soft, and I love the feel of her clit against my lips as I lick between her legs.”
Aydin groaned, and I could see the bulge in his pants growing larger as Alex gripped his shoulder with one hand.
“Open your eyes,” he told her. “Look at me.”
She opened them, holding his gaze as he fingered her.
“She widens her knees,” I continued. “And holds my mouth there because it feels so good.”
“Yeah,” she pants, staring up at him as she bites her bottom lip.
I turn to Will. “I lick her up the sides,” I tease him, gliding the tip of my tongue across his lips and flicking the top one as I looked into his eyes. “And I tug on her clit, sucking it into my mouth.” I catch his top lip between my teeth and drag it out before sucking on it hard and swirling my tongue, playing with him.