Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
But no. I refuse to dwell on sad things right now. There'll be plenty of time for that later, and right now, I have the three sexiest men in the world basically naked around me. I'm going to take full advantage of that.
They all look delicious, but Tex is definitely the one that's the most out and ready, so I start there. Rolling over slowly and carefully so I don't wake anyone yet, I slide down the bed until I'm face to face with his morning erect cock. Carefully hooking my fingers in his briefs, I tug them down a little more, just to get more of him out. When I release the pressure of the waistband, his full length springs up and almost bops me on the nose. I feel like I shouldn't giggle around such an obviously mighty weapon, but I allow myself a smirk anyway. He won't know.
Then I lean in and give it a soft kiss. It twitches and Tex mumbles something sleepily, but he doesn't wake up. I kiss it again. It's a little fun to play with it without any performance anxiety.
"Hm?" I think he might be starting to wake.
I wrap my fingers around his thickness, at least as far as they'll go, and start teasing the thick ridge around the head with the tip of my tongue while I stroke slowly. I still feel so new at this, but they're good teachers, and if I don't practice, how am I going to learn, right?
"Oh, fuck," he whispers. He shifts a little.
I take the whole head of his cock into my mouth, tasting the salty drop that just formed at the tip as I nurse on it. I keep looking up at him, and his expression when he finally moves his arms and opens his eyes to find me down there is totally worth it.
"Jesus," he laughs softly and smiles. He brushes a few stray hairs out of my face so he can see better. "You can fucking wake me up like that anytime you want. Fuck, that's good."
I start to bob, eager to make good on the promise I basically made by waking him this way. He moans, his strong fingers sliding into my hair until he's guiding my head up and down. He's so thick between my lips, his pulse thrumming through his whole length. I think he's even harder now that he's awake. Gone from casual morning wood to horny steel.
Riot rolls over, grinning when he sees what we're up to. He pulls his briefs down, revealing a cock that's rapidly growing big and hard. "This a private party?" He gives himself a couple of strokes, like he's trying to help the process along.
I shake my head, never letting Tex out of my mouth. Next I know, Riot's shifting down to caress my butt. He places a kiss on one cheek as he slides a hand down to between my legs. He finds me so excited and slick that his finger slides right in. I moan around Tex. And then he moans. There's no way Ghost is going to stay asleep much longer. I'm surprised he's not awake already, but maybe his killer instinct only kicks in if someone gets close. Sex next to him isn't nearly as dangerous.
Riot gives my butt a little swat. "Up. All fours. Knees spread." His tone is gruff, almost drill sergeant. I obey immediately. It gives me a better angle anyway.
He slides in underneath me, on his back, so that when his huge hands settle on my ass cheeks, he pulls my pussy right down to his mouth and his beard brushing against the insides of my thighs. His tongue dives deep, and then I'm squirming on his face while he drives me wild.
We form a pleasure chain, Riot plowing his tongue through my folds, before he dips it inside me or flicks it up over my clit. At the same time, I do my best to bring Tex over the edge, to give him the best wake-up call of his life. He lets go of my hair and reaches down to palm my breast, then captures my nipple between his fingers and starts rolling it. Sexy surges shoot through me in a steady stream from his touch to the building heat between my legs. I moan and flutter my tongue along the thick vein up the underside of Tex's length. I roll my hips, pressing myself harder against Riot, pressing my clit against the texture of his face.
A hand wraps itself in my hair again. My first thought is Tex, but he'd have to reach over me for that angle while his other hand is busy with my breast. I glance to the side and find Ghost watching me with lust-darkened eyes. When he realizes I've seen him, the corner of his mouth quirks up. "Good fucking morning," he growls.