Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 75656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75656 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 39
ELENA
Buck gets me moving toward the hallway. His actions aren’t hurried, but there’s a decisiveness in them that makes my knees weaken.
Weston stays close behind, his hand spanning my stomach as his mouth finds the sensitive spot behind my ear.
Calder comes along beside me, one hand at my lower back and the other skimming down my arm until our fingers lace.
By the time the four of us cover the short distance to Buck’s bedroom, my whole body is humming.
Tonight, he leaves the lamp off. Light comes in from the hallway, but in the room’s semi-darkness, the men seem bigger and closer, and every touch feels more intimate.
While Buck kisses me, Weston slides my pants down my legs. Buck breaks away just as Calder lifts my sweater over my head, and then their hands are all over my bare skin, stroking and teasing, making me hotter and hungrier with each second that passes.
They work together so well, I have to wonder if they ran contingencies for this situation, too.
As Weston’s rough but skilled hands caress my hips, my thighs, and the backs of my knees, Buck and Calder both tug the cups of my bra down and latch onto my breasts, the hot strokes of their tongues making my head fall back.
It should be chaos, but it only feels inevitable, like something that was always going to happen. And beneath all the heat and desire, there’s an unmistakable tenderness that keeps catching me off guard.
It’s in the way Buck pauses to make sure I’m okay every time the action changes, the way Weston keeps touching my face, my throat, and my wrist, as if he needs to connect with my pulse, and the way Calder looks up at me like he’s wrecked by how much he wants me, as his mouth does devilish things to my nipples, licking, nipping, and teasing me with the rough scruff of hair on his face.
When all my clothes are gone, and every inch of my bare skin has been touched and tasted, Buck lifts me onto the bed. I draw Weston down with me for a kiss, while Calder kneels behind me to press his mouth to my shoulder. Buck stands there for a moment, watching with an expression so raw and openly affected, a new rush of heat floods through me.
I hold out a hand to him, and as he climbs onto the bed with us, something deeper moves across his face that I feel in my own chest.
I kiss Buck while Weston’s hands glide over my thighs. Calder runs his mouth down my spine, and I arch into him. Weston presses a thumb into my slick heat and strokes my clit while Buck cups my breasts in both hands, then feasts on them.
I pull Weston’s shirt off, push him onto his back, climb over him, and make him lose that careful composure he wears like a second skin. I reach for Buck’s belt as I pull Calder down to kiss me at the same time, and the heat between us keeps rising.
Every time one of them looks at me, I feel something settle more deeply into place. And every time I touch them, they feel more like mine. Not in the sense of ownership, but belonging.
They’re mine, and I’m theirs, and no one is left out.
I get Buck’s cock out of his pants and eagerly wrap my mouth around it as everything accelerates from hungry exploration into something deeper and more desperate.
Weston pinches my nipples with rough fingertips, while Calder spreads my legs and buries his face there, making me cry out his name around Buck’s cock.
I refocus and suck harder on Buck, loving the taste of him as I challenge myself to take him deeper. He groans and palms the back of my head, telling me how beautiful I am and how good I’m making him feel.
Calder’s tongue presses inside me, fluttering, as his fingers spread me open. When he circles my clit, then sucks it gently between his lips, my body jerks. He keeps at it, slower, softer, then faster and faster, and suddenly, I see stars.
Hands—I don’t know whose—hold me as I lose control, my pussy throbbing at Calder’s mouth, waves of pleasure pulling me under again and again.
It starts a chain reaction. When my eyes open, Buck’s usual iron composure is long gone. His body stiffens, his head tips back, and he erupts with a low, animal sound. His cock swells, then starts to release in my mouth, hot spurts of cum shooting down my throat.
I take what I can, but I’m still recovering from my own release, and Calder’s still licking, and I can barely hold myself upright.
Buck pulls off his t-shirt and uses it to wipe my face, kissing me as he goes.
When I’m able, I reach for Weston and take him in my mouth. Calder repositions himself behind me, and while I’m on my knees, swiping my tongue over Weston’s rock-hard cock, Calder nudges his own at my drenched opening.