Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
The rest of our clothes disappear, and when Ryker’s long, thick cock swings free, he grabs it, strokes it, and moves up on the bed too. “Let me see how wet you are for me,” he says in his gruff voice.
Suddenly shy, I barely part my legs. What if I can’t relax? What if Jasper was right? What if this is why he strayed?
Ryker growls, admonishing me. “Nope. Nice and wide. I want to see everything,” he says.
But even as I let my knees fall apart, I look the other way, still unsure of myself.
Ryker sighs, but he doesn’t sound annoyed. More…thoughtful. He presses a kiss to my inner thigh. “Been dying to eat you out. Taste you dripping on my tongue. Feel you come on my beard,” he says, so crass, and so clever, since those filthy words do the trick.
I relax, spreading my legs.
“Yeah. That’s right,” he says, then he looks up, locking his eyes with his friend. “Weston, you better play with her tits while I eat her out. Blow her brains out so she doesn’t have to think,” he instructs, and way to read me.
Way to solve me.
“I’m there,” Chase says, climbing onto the bed in his naked glory, his dick nice and thick and pointing at me. “Move, sweetness. Gonna get behind you.”
I sit up, letting him slide behind me so he’s against the headboard, and I’m in his arms. “Lie back on me,” he instructs.
I obey, settling into the big, strong canvas of his chest, feeling his hard dick against my back.
From between my thighs, Ryker says, “Good. Now put your hands on your thighs and show me your pussy.”
With a shudder, I push my thighs apart more, feeling vulnerable and wildly daring at the same time.
“Turn her on while I eat her,” Ryker says to Chase.
“Chef’s special,” Chase says, as his hands roam around to my chest. He squeezes my tits while his leaking cock thumps against my spine, and Ryker’s beard brushes against my inner thigh.
It’s a lot. A good a lot. I’m overwhelmed once again. Ryker hasn’t even kissed my pussy and I’m already moaning, writhing.
He rubs that scruff along my legs, then stares at my center. “Need to taste you,” he says, in a carnal groan.
“I barely got enough of her on my fingers. Tell me,” Chase rasps out, his tone desperate. “Tell me how she tastes.”
Ryker buries his face between my thighs and French kisses my pussy.
I scream in pleasure as the fireworks show begins.
This won’t take long.
This won’t take long at all.
Not as Ryker laps me up, stopping only to give his opinion on the main item on the menu. “She tastes like all my fantasies,” he says before he returns to lapping, licking, sucking.
This is like nothing I’ve experienced.
This is nothing I’ve even dared imagine.
This is better than anything I’ve read.
Chase’s fingers pinch my nipples while Ryker keeps me spread open with his hands, his lush mouth devouring my wetness, his talented tongue devoted to my aching clit.
I moan and thrash. Beg and arch. I rock up against Ryker, and I wriggle against Chase.
I’m melting into the men, sweat sliding down my breasts, desire taking hold of me.
My brain goes offline.
All I can do is feel as Ryker eats me with such passion I’m lost to the pleasure. I’m lost to myself. Lost to the orgasm that slams madly into me, sending a hot, sharp rush of ecstasy blasting through my core. “Yes, yes, yes,” I call out, coming on his face as I’m devoured and adored all at once.
A few minutes later I’m still in bed with them, each man on one side of me. They’re stroking me, kissing me softly.
What is this world I stepped into when I stole those tickets? “This is the real VIP treatment,” I say with a heady smile.
“And you fucking deserve it,” Chase adds.
But they deserve pleasure too. When I take a tour of Chase’s body, my gaze lingering on his thick cock, hard as steel, then on Ryker’s shaft in his fist as he lazily strokes, I frown.
“This isn’t acceptable,” I say with a pout.
“What’s not?” Chase asks, all sleepy sexy.
“I’m going to take care of you both,” I announce, determined.
“Yeah?” Chase sounds doubtful.
I don’t feel doubtful though. I feel confident. Like I’ve got a secret up my sleeve. And I sure do. I stretch out my arms, smiling wickedly. “I earned it, didn’t I?”
“You sure did,” Ryker confirms. “How do you want us?”
“At the same time.”
Ryker furrows his brow.
Chase laughs skeptically.
I get on my knees between them. With both guys lying down, I take a cock in each fist. And I show them just how well I can use both hands. I stroke and jerk till Ryker spills into one palm, Chase coming hard in the other.
Being ambidextrous has its advantages. Guess that was a double dicking in its own special way.