Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 42863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42863 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 214(@200wpm)___ 171(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“F-fuck,” I croaked, my eyes rolling back in my head. I felt Clarke shift against me, rolling over to face me, but I was too lost in how well Tank was jacking me off that I couldn’t focus on her. On anything but how good his hand around my aching length felt. Her tits brushed my chest, her nipples hardened points, and a shiver rolled down my spine.
“Kiss him, little one,” Tank rumbled in her ear. “Help me get our boy off.”
My hips jerked, my balls drawing up close to my body. I was so close to falling apart. To letting go. I should’ve been embarrassed by how quickly I was about to come, but I didn’t even care. Everything was too heightened. Too perfect. Who truly gave a fuck about how fast I nutted when this was so goddamn right?
“Ash…” I groaned, my words throaty and full of need. “Gonna—need—”
“Come for me, baby,” he rumbled right as Clarke sealed her mouth over mine, her tongue slipping between my lips. I moaned into our kiss, my fingers lacing in her long hair as cum erupted from my cock, spilling between us and smothering our bellies. I panted into her mouth, our kiss sloppy and full of need, of pent-up longing and want.
Kissing Clarke was nothing like I’d ever imagined. It was so much goddamn better. She was soft, submissive, but still wasn’t afraid to show me how badly she wanted me. How long she’d been waiting on this, too. Yearning for this.
I shivered when she began sliding down my body, her tongue running over my skin. I rolled to my back, my chest heaving, and then I moaned when she began licking my cum from my skin, her own throaty, breathy moan answering mine.
“Fuck, you two are beautiful,” Tank rasped, his hand running over Clarke’s back and the curve of her ass as she cleaned my skin, not letting a single drop go to waste. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I was riveted. Entranced. How did she manage to still look so innocent despite the dirty things she was doing to my body?
She leaned up, her thighs straddling my hips and flaccid cock before she kissed me again, slipping her tongue inside my mouth. I groaned, swallowing the cum she dropped into my mouth before gripping her hips and pulling her body flush to mine, needing to feel her against me.
“I’ve waited so fucking long to have you like this,” I rasped, nipping at the skin of her jaw.
“Me, too,” she whispered, shivering under my touch. “I’ve always been in love with you, Beck.”
I cupped her cheek, stroking my thumb over her soft skin and her full, kiss-swollen bottom lip. “Never letting you go, baby,” I promised her. “You’re mine.” I looked at Tank over her shoulder. He was already watching me, and his eyes immediately met mine. “Ours,” I corrected.
Tank nodded in agreement before standing from the bed, his cock hanging heavy between his thighs. My own dick fought to harden again, desperately wanting to feel our man inside me. He watched me for a moment before reaching down to stroke his thick cock, his eyelids heavy, need burning in his eyes. Need for us. How had Clarke and I gotten so fucking lucky?
“Will you let me take care of that?” I asked, licking my bottom lip in preparation.
He licked his lips. “Only if you fuck our sweet girl at the same time.”
My hips bucked up on instinct, thrusting against Clarke’s damp core. I looked up at her to find her already watching me, her lips parted the slightest bit, her eyes hazy with lust. I rocked her hips over my hardening cock, letting her wetness drench me. She was so fucking warm. Getting inside of her couldn’t happen fast enough. Especially when Tank’s cum began leaking out of her, drenching my cock even more.
“You up for that, baby?” I croaked, my voice sounding strangled to my own ears.
She nodded. “If I say red, everything has to stop,” she blurted.
Tank caressed her hair. “Good girl,” he murmured, and her cheeks flushed, her eyes brightening. Fuck, he knew how to make her light up, and I loved it.
“Need a condom,” I told Tank.
He rummaged around in the bedside drawer before pulling out two and handing me one. Clarke took it from me and ripped the packet open with her teeth before shifting back to rest on my thighs. I watched with a hungry gaze as she rolled the condom over my thick length before she leaned down to press a kiss to the tip of my cock over the latex.
“Fuck, baby,” I groaned. “Get on your back for me.”
She rolled off of me and to her back, her legs parting to reveal her pretty, pink pussy, already dripping wet and ready for me. I slid between her thighs and leaned down to kiss her before gripping my cock and pressing my tip to her entrance. She nodded at me, her fingers linking together behind my neck. I began to sink inside of her, my eyes rolling back in my head.