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"Back," I yell, pulling Jessica with me. Riot grabs Rebecca, and we all race to get the hell away from the dock and up on higher ground. We just barely get high enough before the wave spills over it, clearing anything loose right off the dock and throwing the boats against it.
I turn in time to see the yacht crack in two, the bow and stern coming up in opposite directions. The whole fucking thing is going down. A couple of crew jump over the side and start swimming, but unless they're fast, the drag from the ship's gonna pull them in anyway. Jesus.
"Alright, let's get some boats together and look for survivors," Hellfire orders. "If we're lucky, Cooper got himself away, and theship's cook doesn't deserve to drown just because his boss was a fucking asshole. Poe, get some more of those boats going. See what you can do, but boys, no risks. Enough people have died today. And be quick about it. Cops are gonna be here real soon asking questions I don’t want to answer."
40
JESSICA
I wake up,feeling like it was a dream. Yesterday was so surreal. But it's real. Mom and I talked late before she took the spare room at Bonnie's. They won't be back until later in the day, so she could have my bed. I was tempted to stay, but then I wouldn't have woken up like this, naked between my three favorite men. Not that anything other than some intense cuddling happened last night. As much as the guys like to insist that the best way to burn off energy and adrenaline is wild sex, there were too many emotions zooming through me still, not to mention that by the time we regrouped in Ghost's quarters, I was exhausted. I let them undress me, and then I immediately zonked between the three of them.
Sexy, right?
That said, now that my eyes have popped open and I'm scanning around me, there's an awful lot of exposed male flesh for me to look at. Ghost's rolled over so all I've got is his broad and scarred back, so I'll let him be, but to the other side of me, Tex is sleeping with one arm covering his face and the other one resting on the top of my thigh. His textured skin is warm against mine.And though he's not awake, something farther down definitely is. He's wearing boxer briefs, but the tip of him has slipped out the top and hardened into the kind of morning wood most trees would be envious of. The temptation to reach out and give it a feel is strong. I mean, it's basically out and peeking at me, right? Maybe even give it a little kiss. I bet he wouldn't mind getting woken up that way.
It must be early, because even Riot is asleep. He's mostly on his stomach, facing away from me with one arm under his pillow and one leg bent up, and the other one stretched out. It emphasizes his muscular butt in a way that makes me want to tug his briefs down and explore further. Yeah, of all the ways I've had to wake up throughout my life, this has to be one of the best. And now that Victor is gone and Mom is safe, well, the relief is enough to make a girl feel excited. I mean, they never found Victor's body, but the guys are all certain that he went down with the ship. I'm willing to believe that.
They found Cooper's, but while I really would have loved to get to know him better, as someone who knew my parents so well, I'm not taking it nearly as hard as Mom is. But what he did, for us, for the club… well, without him, I never would've ended up here in the first place. There wouldn't have been any Outlaw Sons to kidnap me, never mind everything else. I owe his memory a lot.
But no. I refuse to dwell on sad things right now. There'll be plenty of time for that later, and right now, I have the three sexiest men in the world basically naked around me. I'm going to take full advantage of that.
They all look delicious, but Tex is definitely the one that's the most out and ready, so I start there. Rolling over slowly and carefully so I don't wake anyone yet, I slide down the bed untilI'm face to face with his morning erect cock. Carefully hooking my fingers in his briefs, I tug them down a little more, just to get more of him out. When I release the pressure of the waistband, his full length springs up and almost bops me on the nose. I feel like I shouldn't giggle around such an obviously mighty weapon, but I allow myself a smirk anyway. He won't know.
Then I lean in and give it a soft kiss. It twitches and Tex mumbles something sleepily, but he doesn't wake up. I kiss it again. It's a little fun to play with it without any performance anxiety.
"Hm?" I think he might be starting to wake.
I wrap my fingers around his thickness, at least as far as they'll go, and start teasing the thick ridge around the head with the tip of my tongue while I stroke slowly. I still feel so new at this, but they're good teachers, and if I don't practice, how am I going to learn, right?
"Oh, fuck," he whispers. He shifts a little.
I take the whole head of his cock into my mouth, tasting the salty drop that just formed at the tip as I nurse on it. I keep looking up at him, and his expression when he finally moves his arms and opens his eyes to find me down there is totally worth it.
"Jesus," he laughs softly and smiles. He brushes a few stray hairs out of my face so he can see better. "You can fucking wake me up like that anytime you want. Fuck, that's good."
I start to bob, eager to make good on the promise I basically made by waking him this way. He moans, his strong fingers sliding into my hair until he's guiding my head up and down. He's so thick between my lips, his pulse thrumming through his whole length. I think he's even harder now that he's awake. Gone from casual morning wood to horny steel.
Riot rolls over, grinning when he sees what we're up to. He pulls his briefs down, revealing a cock that's rapidly growing big and hard. "This a private party?" He gives himself a couple of strokes, like he's trying to help the process along.
I shake my head, never letting Tex out of my mouth. Next I know, Riot's shifting down to caress my butt. He places a kiss on one cheek as he slides a hand down to between my legs. He finds me so excited and slick that his finger slides right in. I moan around Tex. And then he moans. There's no way Ghost is going to stay asleep much longer. I'm surprised he's not awake already, but maybe his killer instinct only kicks in if someone gets close. Sex next to him isn't nearly as dangerous.
Riot gives my butt a little swat. "Up. All fours. Knees spread." His tone is gruff, almost drill sergeant. I obey immediately. It gives me a better angle anyway.
He slides in underneath me, on his back, so that when his huge hands settle on my ass cheeks, he pulls my pussy right down to his mouth and his beard brushing against the insides of my thighs. His tongue dives deep, and then I'm squirming on his face while he drives me wild.
We form a pleasure chain, Riot plowing his tongue through my folds, before he dips it inside me or flicks it up over my clit. At the same time, I do my best to bring Tex over the edge, to give him the best wake-up call of his life. He lets go of my hair and reaches down to palm my breast, then captures my nipple between his fingers and starts rolling it. Sexy surges shoot through me in a steady stream from his touch to the building heat between my legs. I moan and flutter my tongue along the thick vein up the underside of Tex's length. I roll my hips, pressing myself harder against Riot, pressing my clit against the texture of his face.
A hand wraps itself in my hair again. My first thought is Tex, but he'd have to reach over me for that angle while his other hand is busy with my breast. I glance to the side and find Ghost watching me with lust-darkened eyes. When he realizes I've seen him, the corner of his mouth quirks up. "Good fucking morning," he growls.
Not yet, but I've got my hopes up.
Ghost uses his grip to give push my head down on Tex just a little bit firmer, up and down a couple of times, before he suddenly lets go so he can peel off his underwear. He must've been watching for a bit, because he's already fiercely hard. There's something about them taking control of me that's so incredibly sexy. I do my best to please them, but when they decide to straight up use me… is it weird that I find that so hot?
Riot tongues me harder. Faster, like he's trying to draw my attention back to him instead of mooning over Ghost's cock. It's working. Each swipe sends a rush of pleasure through me, making my insides tingle as my wave's starting to crest. The only question is whether I can get Tex there before Riot takes me over the edge.
Tex moans harder and louder, his hips rolling gently, putting more of himself in my mouth with each thrust. He's getting close, but so am I. I close my eyes, just let the sensations flood me, take me higher, take me closer. God, how are they so good at this? I'm losing the race, I think, but I feel like I'm winning anyway.
I explode from the depths of my core, the shock wave spreading through me and raising goosebumps the whole way. My body goes tight and Tex falls from my mouth as I lose control. The orgasm tears through me, driving me completely over the edge. Idig my fingers into the bed sheets, hanging on for dear life while my body quivers and my mind floats. I swear I'm seeing colors that don't exist, and it's all because of Riot's extremely talented tongue.
