Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 75288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
All three men keep hold of me, supporting me as I dissolve into pure pleasure. Silas had slowed his pace, but when I catch my breath and recover, he starts to go faster and faster, until he’s pounding into me with a force that rocks the bed with each thrust, even with Boyd’s weight holding it down.
Whoever said older men are past their physical prime had no idea what they’re talking about.
From the angle he’s at, Silas hits the perfect spot inside me, and I start to come again. Atlas pulls back, and I scream Silas’s name before I lose control. He grips me tighter and thrusts harder, and then he goes stiff. With a grunt, his cock starts to pulse deep inside me, filling me full, giving me everything he’s got.
He stays inside me for several seconds after his cock is no longer throbbing. When he pulls out, he folds his body over mine and rests his head on my back. He slides an arm around my middle and holds onto me like he never wants to let go.
“I love you,” he whispers in my ear, filling my chest with warmth. I’ve heard it countless times now, and it’ll never get old.
“I love you, too.” I slide my arm over his and twine our fingers as we breathe together. Eventually, after the beat of his heart slows, he pulls away, marking my back with kisses as he goes.
Boyd brings me down to rest on top of him, and we kiss as his fingers soothe my flushed skin and brush my hair back from my face. He’s still fully dressed, but his cock makes itself known, pressing against me, making me eager for more.
“I want to ride you,” I whisper against his lips.
“Fuck, woman.” He mutters the words, making it sound like I’m going to be the death of him, and I laugh as he hastily opens his pants and pushes them down and out of the way.
He grips the base of his erection, aiming it toward the ceiling. I rise onto my knees and brace my hands on his shoulders so I can climb on for the ride.
The head of his swollen cock is nearly purple with arousal. Precum seeps from the tip before I make it disappear inside me. I sink down, savoring every inch, until my pelvis meets his.
Boyd lets out a tortured breath. “I’m never gonna get enough of you, babe.”
I lift my hips a few inches, then grind down on him. “I hope not.”
We go at it for a few minutes, Boyd’s hand squeezing my ass, his eyes fixed on my breasts as they bounce against his chest with my every rise and fall.
I’m dimly aware of the other men watching, even though I can’t see Silas. A few steps away, Atlas is working his cock in his hand. “Ready for more?” he asks.
Though I haven’t been part of his team as long as Silas and Boyd have, I can read a lot of Atlas’s signals now, too. I know exactly what he has in mind, and I nod eagerly.
I’ve done this a few times, so far only with Atlas and Boyd, and it’s been mindblowing.
“She’s getting wetter at the thought of it,” Boyd reports. He’s not wrong.
Atlas retrieves the bottle of lube, warms some in his hands, and starts to prepare me for what’s to come. He stretches me little by little, first with the tip of a finger, then a full digit, all while I keep riding Boyd.
When he decides I’m ready, he nudges at my back entrance with the head of his well-lubed cock.
As I pull back partway from Boyd, Atlas eases in. He and I both pause, giving me time to stretch and adjust. The feeling of fullness is incredible. The knowledge that both he and Boyd are inside me at the same time is wonderful.
When I start to move again, Boyd holds my hips and takes over. He thrusts up inside me with a rhythm that’s a perfect complement to Atlas’s. As one man pushes in, the other pulls back, over and over.
Their years of teamwork are readily apparent as they maneuver in and out of my body like the best executed mission.
From the corner of my eye, I spot Silas leaning against the wall, already hard again. I jerk my head to gesture him over, hoping he can read my silent communication, because I can no longer form words.
I can, however, wrap my lips around Silas’s cock when he comes close. I take him in deep, and then all three of my men are filling me, fucking me, making love to me. It’s more pleasure than I could have ever imagined I’d experience, but it’s about so much more than the physical sensations.
Everything we’ve been through together, and every pain and joy we’ve shared, live in this moment and flow between us, connecting us, lifting us higher, together.