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Chapter 21
Braylen
What’s six inches long and has two nuts at the end?
An almond joy.
I pull Cherry from Jacob’s arms and ignore her groans of protest.
She needs to wash, her body covered in a sheen of sweat.
I set her down on the toilet, and her eyelids flutter. Setting the shower to warm, I prepare towels and the sweet vanilla shower gel that I bought just in case tonight's date went well.
“Come on, angel. We need to get you all cleaned up,” I say, helping her stand.
Exhaustion is written all over her face, and I want nothing more than to climb into bed with her and pull her into my arms, but aftercare is essential, especially after such an intense moment between her and four men.
“Sleep,” she mumbles.
“Not yet. Shower first, then food and water, then sleep.”
“Mmkay.”
Leading her into the water, I wash her hair first, my fingers threading through her rainbow hair, and I kiss her softly.
She’s still tired, but she still reaches for me, her warm hand wrapping around my pork sword, which is still stiff and aching for her.
I meant what I said earlier. I want to use her tonight while she sleeps, to rouse her from her dreams to me rocking in and out of her.
“Not yet, angel. Let me take care of you, and then I’ll slip my rod into your wet heat while you dream of us,” I mutter softly, kissing up her jaw. I’ll plug all of our come inside of your tight little clam and keep it where it belongs.”
“Yes, please,” she pleads softly, her ass arching into me.
“Are you still aching Cherry?” I ask, my hand slipping between her soapy, wet thighs, spreading her wet folds open and teasing her bundle of love.
“Yes. I need you, please,” she begs. Her hand wrapping back around my steel and stroking me in rhythm with my strokes over her clitoris.
“You are the perfect little whore for us, aren’t you?”
“Please keep going. I-I need to come.”
I pause, “Say it whore.” My free hand comes up to wrap around her slender throat, holding her against my chest as I push a digit inside of her.
I feel how full of our baby gravy she is, and I scoop what has escaped and push it back into her, “Say it, Cherry. Say what you are,” I demand, my fingers pulling out of her.
“I’m a whore! I’m yours. Please.”
“Good fucking girl,” I growl, slamming my fingers back into her, causing her to cry out.
Her O takes over her body, shuddering and shaking as she squirts all over my hand, and I jerk my hips into her hand, my seed releasing across her back.
“Come on. Let’s get you washed up and into bed. Do I have your permission to fuck you as you sleep, baby?” I ask her. “Can I slip my hard penis between those perfect flaps and fill you up?”
“I’d like that,” she says, turning in my arms and smiling up at me.
“Not too sore?”
“Nope, and I think I’m wet enough that you’ll slip right in,” she laughs.
“God, you are so perfect. I don’t think any of us will want to give you up after tonight,” I say, already knowing that what I’m saying is true.
“So don’t? This feels right, doesn’t it? All of us?” she says, but I don’t miss the hope that flashes across her face at the prospect.
“No more decisions tonight, angel. You need to rest, so is tomorrow okay? We’ll make a decision tomorrow.”
Cherry nods her head.
