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I love the way they make me feel, but it’s also fun to see how I can do the same to them.
I use Tex’s techniques as inspiration for my own trials around Riot’s cock. It’s obviously not the same, but exploring with my tongue, and using different speeds and intensity to see how he reacts as I explore. It's not long before his hips are moving, thrusting gently into my mouth. He must be eager to go deeper, but it’s a little scary.
“Put your hand around my base,” Riot suggests. “It feels good for me, and that way you can control how deep I go.”
I lose my grip on Ghost as he moves to straddle my chest. I can't see him in this position, but I try to reach for him with my free hand, to find his length again so I can make it feel good.
He brushes my hand away, and stops me with his commanding voice, "No, baby. Concentrate on the cock in your mouth and the feel of us touching your body. You’ve got everything I need right here." There's a little plastic pop, before something cool and slippery drips onto my chest. Did he finish already? No, toocool. He grabs both of my breasts and squeezes them together, wrapped tight around his cock. When he thrusts, he moves easily in the slickness he put there.
I gasp around Riot. It feels strange, but not in a bad way. My breasts are sensitive, and it’s a very intense feeling to have Ghost sliding against me, so close by.
Being surrounded by three naked men is deliciously sinful. After being so starved for touch, this is like finding an oasis in a desert. A week ago, I was afraid I’d die without ever experiencing life, and now I'm being worshiped by three hard, dangerous, drop dead sexy bikers.
It makes me feel safe. Seen.
Loved?
It's too early for that. I'm not sure what my future will be, and right now I can’t imagine having to choose between them. Tex, Riot and Ghost are all mixed up together in my head and in my heart. If it came down to it, I think I’d rather leave and have this memory than be forced to settle down with just one and see the others move on.
Jealousy I haven’t earned stabs me right in the heart. I shove it away and clear my mind. I refuse to spoil this moment by worrying about the future.
I grab Ghost's thigh, my nails digging into his skin as Tex's tonguing gets more intense. My back arches. If Ghost wasn't keeping me pressed down to the bed, I think I'd fly away. I close my eyes and hold on, remembering how it was with Riot, and feeling that same surge just out of my grasp, but even more intense.
After all, last time I only had one man pleasing me.
Now I have three.
I'm getting spoiled already. Maybe the biker sluts are onto something. If more women knew what they were missing, there wouldn’t be enough men to go around.
Ghost slides off my chest, disengaging my claws and leaving me to dig my fingers into the sheets instead, but he makes up for it by leaning in and capturing my nipple in his mouth. His short beard tickles as his tongue swirls around my nipple. He nips lightly, making my core clench. And then Riot eases away from my head, sliding the pillow away and sucking my other nipple into his mouth.
I'm not going to last long. There's no way with all of this.
Pressure builds inside me, like a volcano preparing to erupt. My breathing comes faster and faster. There isn’t enough air. My climax is… right… there.
“Oh Fuck! God!” I scream as my thighs squeeze tight around Tex's head and I come apart in a thousand pieces.
I'm drowning. I'm flying. I'm falling.
There are no words to fully describe that fleeting feeling of momentarily being one with everything in creation and flying among the stars, but it’s addictive. With the way they touch me, kiss me, lick me…
I’m going to crave this high every day for the rest of my life.
With a gasp, I collapse onto the bed, my thighs releasing Tex instead of trying to rip his head off. Do I pass out? I'm not sure, but when I open my eyes, they're all looking at me.
“There you are, honey.” Tex's grin is wide. He's looking real happy with himself. And he has every reason to be.
"You're amazing," I breathe.
"And we're only getting started," Riot says, taking himself in hand and stroking as his hungry gaze rakes over my naked body.
But it's Ghost who moves between my legs. Instead of putting his mouth there, it's his cock. Not in me, just resting it on the outside, on the mound, but his intention is obvious. His gaze is lust-darkened, gray bordering on black. A nervous shiver races through me.
"Ready to learn something new?" he rumbles.
It's a big step, and I want it. I really do, but I'm scared too.
Apparently my reluctance is obvious. He strokes the outside of my thigh gently. Sparks trail his fingertips wherever he touches me, so I have to focus to listen. "Not gonna force you, baby girl." Ghost's voice is calm, soothing. Comforting. And underneath it all, there's a need aching to break out. "Nobody gets to control you anymore. Not even us. Not without your permission."
