Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 69621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69621 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 348(@200wpm)___ 278(@250wpm)___ 232(@300wpm)
“When it comes to ass play, you know who’ll be the winner,” Josh says to Heath, but he’s looking at me with a smirk. “Ella’s ass is not such an easy target as mine. She’s less experienced.”
Josh has the mischievous glint in his eyes that gives me butterflies. He’s goading me.
“I may be less experienced, but if you want a filthy puppet, I’ll give you a filthy puppet,” I say, and push back against Heath’s fingers. “Why don’t you try me for size?”
Heath’s laugh is gentle but deadly.
“Be careful, Ella. This is only day one, remember? You have a full week of proposals yet to perform.”
His words only drive me on. My clit sparks, wanting to serve and succeed.
“Make me a puppet, Heath.” I bounce my ass against his squelching fingers. “Whatever you do to Josh, do to me. I’m not coming second.”
“You can compete, if you really want to. Sing your songs. Use your words. Tell me how desperate you are to have my fist in your oily fucking holes.”
Josh and I are both a flurry of grunts, groans and fucking whimpers as we go for it, looking at each other all the while we beg Heath to plug his fist in deep. I splay my ass cheeks as wide as I possibly can, cursing under my breath as he twists his knuckles deep to loosen me.
This is fucking crazy.
Competing with my boyfriend to take Heath’s fist deepest and hardest, lubed up with olive oil on a kitchen floor.
I see the grimace on Josh’s face when he bucks up against Heath’s fist, and he’s outdone me. I hear the squelch as Heath’s hand sinks all the way in. Fuck it. I’m still at the knuckles. Heath is still twisting and loosening me, since I’m not ready to take him. My ass is still protesting, burning despite the olive oil, but I’m out of my head with the need to keep up. I want to feel the pop of force as my ass accepts him.
“Please!” I say. “Heath, please, just do it.”
“Very well,” he says.
It’s a white heat that has me biting off a yelp when Heath plunges in in one. I breathe hard, trying to stay relaxed around the hand inside me, but Heath is already fist-fucking Josh with a passion. I can hear the beautiful slick rhythm as he pulls his fist in and out, and Josh is grinning, bucking… giving it more, more, more as he takes it like a pro.
I give up on splaying my ass cheeks and brace myself on the floor instead, and I may be a cheater on all fours, but it puts me back in the game. It’s me bucking now, taking Heath’s hand in and out of me like a dirty little slut.
“Unfair advantage,” Josh says, and mirrors me – going doggy position to buck just as fast.
“Bastard,” I laugh. “You’re so competitive, you know that?”
“Says you. Queen of the leaderboard.”
Josh reaches out to pull me closer, and I inch over to him, our sides pressed together as our client treats us like a pair of gloves. Josh’s breaths are in my face, his eyes just inches from mine, and the competition eases. I want to kiss him so fucking bad, but he beats me to it, managing to land his lips on mine before I get the chance.
Heath clears his throat.
“I’m buried wrist deep in your asses like a Punch and fucking Judy show, and you two are making out like teenagers. Remember who’s in charge here.”
He slams us particularly hard… once, twice, three times, and then he pulls out – my ass feeling like it’s belching open before he plunges back in again. A ravaged fucking cave. I can’t make out with Josh under this kind of barrage. There is nothing but the thumping invasion of Heath’s fist as he punches his way in deeper.
“Oh the fucking view,” Heath says. “Stunning.”
I look back at him over my shoulder, and it’s an oh the fucking view for myself at the sight of Heath’s smile. His hair is hanging free as he punch fucks us, his eyes a dirty delight as he plunges inside.
“How about we call Ella the winner?” Josh says. “Please, Heath. Share the bounty. I want to see your fist in Ella’s ass. I want to see how deep she’s fucking taking it.”
My eyes are still on Heath as he smirks at my boyfriend.
“Since you asked so nicely, how could I refuse? Here, come and assist me.”
I get a flutter of panic as Heath pulls out of Josh’s ass and sets him free, because I’m already taking so much it’s insane.
Both men are positioned behind me, and my mind whirs – my dirty curva side battling with rationale.
“That’s really fucking impressive,” Josh says. “Here, pull out, just a bit… like that. Fuck, yes.”