Page 108 of Filthy Hot Billionaire
“Please, Kieran,” I whimpered, needing him to join us.
I couldn’t explain what this was, how I could possibly want two men at the same time, but it was there all the same. Sure, I’d let myself imagine it a time or two since I met the delectable man and realized they knew one another. But it was what happened in my bedroom that had sealed my fate, made me realize that two were better than one. The only real question was whether or not I’d be able to survive whatever this was.
Kieran joined us, his hand gliding down my thigh until his fingers merged with Knox’s. I spread my knees wide so I could watch as he sank a single finger inside me alongside one of Knox’s.
“Oh, God.” My words were reedy and thin as I hovered on the cusp of orgasm. “More.”
Knox added another finger, bringing the count to three. I braced my elbows to hold myself still so I could feel the impalement, my pussy clutching them tightly.
“Such a greedy little pussy,” Knox murmured, his free hand cupping my face as he brought his mouth to mine again. “You like that? Both of us fingering you at the same time?”
“Yes,” I rasped against his lips. “I want more.”
“Did your toy feel as good as this?” Knox taunted. “Did fucking yourself bring you this much pleasure?”
I shook my head, canted my hips, attempting to take their fingers deeper. I’d tried numerous times to scratch the very itch that had been niggling at me since the day by the hot tub. I’d even tried a dildo, fucking myself until I thought I would lose my mind. The only thing I’d accomplished was taking my own virginity in the literal sense but never had I orgasmed from my own ministrations.
“Tell me,” he insisted, his breath fanning my mouth.
When his tongue slid into my mouth, I considered what I wanted most.
“You, Knox,” I said, nipping his lower lip. “I want to feel you inside me.”
“I am inside you, Em.” His fingers wiggled as though to prove it.
I inhaled sharply. “Your cock. I want your cock inside me.”
When he pulled back, his green eyes blazed, and I knew that there was no turning back from this. I could tell from the hard lines of his face that Knox would give me what I demanded, but once he did, my fate was sealed.
His fingers withdrew and this time he brought them to my lips. I sucked greedily on them, tasting myself. It was enough to have my pussy clenching, tightening on Kieran’s fingers, which were still tormenting me.
“Christ,” Knox ground out, stepping back as he began yanking at the button on his jeans.
I watched in awe as he released his cock. It was the first time I was seeing it, and my breath lodged in my chest. He was huge. Far bigger than I’d imagined him to be, bigger than most of the cocks I’d seen in the porn that I secretly watched. I had a moment of hesitation, worried that he would cause me pain, and the last thing I wanted was to disappoint him.
Knox didn’t hesitate. Coming to stand between my thighs, he nudged Kieran out of the way as though the leash on his patience had snapped and he was raring to go. He jerked my hips toward him, bringing me to the edge of the desk. Then the three of us watched with bated breath as Knox guided the thick head to my slick opening.
When he pressed the tip against me, he hissed. “Fuck.”
“Condom,” Kieran said firmly.
“Ah, hell.”
“I’m on birth control,” I blurted, not thinking about the other risks. I had never been with anyone, so they were safe with me. I wasn’t sure the same could be said for them, but I didn’t care. I didn’t think I’d survive if Knox stopped. I’d been dreaming about this for so long, my body yearning for his penetration.
Knox met my gaze and I knew I could trust him, knew to the depths of my soul that he would never put me in harm’s way.
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Knox
For the first time in my life, I’d been stripped of all control.
I couldn’t resist the temptation of sliding into the silken heat of Emily’s pussy without a barrier. I had a clean bill of health that would prove I was making a sound decision here, but that meant nothing to me in the heat of the moment. It should’ve had me taking a step back, evaluating the situation. I was nothing if not poised and controlled, thinking things through no matter the delay.
Except with Emily.
With her, all logic fled and the only thing that mattered, the only thing I gave a shit about was feeling her pussy lock down on my dick.
