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)
I shiver, and a bead of sweat slides down my chest. This is intense.
“You’re going to do so good when we fuck you together,” Chase praises, then adds a little lube and pushes the vibrator another inch.
I draw a sharp breath.
“You okay, baby?” Ryker asks, meeting my gaze.
“I think so,” I say, on a tight pant.
Everything’s tight. My breath, my ass, my whole body. But everything’s deliciously intense, too, as Chase pushes the toy a little deeper, and I let out a shameless moan, then an obscene one as Ryker turns up the heat on the vibrator.
Soon, I’m moaning, gasping, and rocking my body against two toys. Pleasure jolts my body, sharp and strong, till I’m desperately trying to claw at sheets to hold on because I’m lost.
I’m just lost to the pleasure.
I’m falling to pieces again, crying out from my second orgasm. When they turn off the toys and set them on a hand towel on the bed, I collapse onto the mattress. I’m still moaning and probably will be for days, but I want so much more.
I want something I haven’t had yet.
“Chase, I need you to fuck me,” I say, but it’s more like a beg.
He lets out an appreciative groan. “I know you do, sweetness.”
“I’ll get her ready for you,” Ryker says as he moves to the headboard, untying me, kissing my wrists when each one is free. He lifts me up and pushes my messy hair from my face. “Do me a favor?”
“Sure,” I say, breathless.
“Ride him good and hard,” he says, his deep blue eyes flaming with lust.
“Okay,” I say, my voice feathery as I picture fucking Chase. But I have to know why Ryker wants me to fuck his friend like that. “Why?”
He smirks as he cups my cheek possessively. “Because I’m going to play with that perfect fucking ass while you fuck his cock.”
That’s it. I’m cooked. I am officially on fire.
We all move around the bed, getting in new positions, till Chase’s on his back, and I straddle him, sinking onto his covered cock.
“Ah yes. Fucking yes,” the man under me growls, grabbing my hips roughly. Thrusting powerfully. This is the first time he’s seemed lost too—a little out of control as he pumps up into me like he’s dying to come.
Well, he deserves to. I set my palms on his broad, sturdy chest while he roams his up my stomach on a path to my bouncing tits.
“Best view ever,” he says, kneading my breasts as Ryker’s hands come down on my ass.
He’s kneeling right behind me, his hands covering my cheeks while I ride his friend.
Then Ryker lets go of one cheek, his hand traveling to my hair, gathering it in a fist and yanking it back, jerking me up.
He covers my mouth with his while he slides his thick shaft against my ass.
And I tremble everywhere.
“Yes, our girl loves that. She fucking loves being surrounded,” Chase encourages his friend as Ryker thrusts his tongue in my mouth while Chase holds tight to my hips, fucking me deeper, filling me.
When Ryker lets go of my lips with a groan, he stares at me like he never wants to let go. “Kiss him now,” he tells me in a feral command.
Oh, god. He hardly ever gives orders like that. It’s so hot, and I have no choice but to obey.
I bend closer to Chase, my tits pressing to his chest, my hands sliding into his thick hair. I kiss my other lover as he pumps deeper, my hips meeting him thrust for thrust.
Then I feel cool liquid on my ass, and that buzzing again.
Before I know it, Ryker’s sliding the toy back into me. Just an inch or so, testing me, stretching me.
“Oh god,” I groan against Chase’s mouth.
I can’t think. I feel everything. Everywhere. And soon, as Ryker fucks my ass slow and steady, I can sense his hand behind me, working his shaft too as I sloppily kiss Chase.
Ryker’s jerking his cock as he fucks my ass with a toy, and I can’t focus anymore on this kiss. I can’t focus on anything. I clutch Chase’s shoulders as he drives deep into my pussy, then I feel a pull in my belly, a coil of pleasure.
In seconds, it bursts like fireworks, and I cry out, coming again as Chase shouts, “Fuck, baby yes, give it to us.”
I do. I give it to them. All of my pleasure. All of my body. Everything, all at once, as Ryker grips my hip roughly, grunting as he spills hot come over my back.
Chase shudders, cursing, coming, and moaning my name. Not sweetness. Not baby.
But Trina this time.
And it feels different.
Because Ryker says it too, like my name is precious to both of them.
Yes, morning sex does just hit differently.
27
THE SHIRTLESS CHEFS
Trina
I need a nap, but there’s no time for that so I’ll settle for fuel. After I shower, I practically float into the kitchen on a waft of freshly brewed coffee, though the eggs and toast are luring me too.