Page 77 of Comin' in Hot
I have never been more ready for anything.
“Yes,” I whisper, and that’s when it happens.
With a low growl, Wells pushes inside me, and I feel every piece of what he has to offer. But my sharp intake of breath is because when Wells pushes inside me, Brooks seals his mouth over my clit.
They’re giving me what I asked for—everything.
I hear the familiar sound of a lube cap before Brody forces Wells to bend. Not enough to crush Brooks, but enough so that he has leverage before he pushes into Wells’ ass.
“Fuck me, your ass is sweet, baby,” Brody groans before he grips one of Wells’ shoulders.
The look on Wells’ face is so erotic that it makes me catch my breath.
Brooks’ palm presses to my lower stomach as he sucks my clit, flicking his tongue quickly. I buck my body, and he lifts his head, my lust on his face.
“Your cunt tastes like heaven.”
I can already feel myself trembling as he dives back in.
“Oh my god… Fuck. I can’t…” is all I can get out because I’m already panting.
“Hold still,” Wells grinds out, thrusting his cock inside me while he uses my leg to hold me in place.
But I can’t. I want to see.
I try to prop myself on my elbows, but Brooks’ big hand presses to my chest, sending me back down onto my back. He kneads my breast before shoving his fingers into my mouth. So I suck.
We’re fevered, and there’s nothing gentle about what’s happening.
The four of us are need and desire, fueled by a desperation to come.
I can already feel my body climbing. But it’s different from when I do it myself. This feeling is much stronger and moreurgent. I cock my head, trying to see what I can because I can’t not.
Brody’s broad shoulders are fixed behind Wells, his body rocking Wells forward as he pistons in and out of his ass. And Wells does the same into me.
They don’t have to move in sync, but they do share a rhythm.
I’m drinking them in, fixated on the way Brody stares down, knowing that he’s watching himself fuck Wells.
My body climbs higher as I part my lips, taken over by the ribbing effect of Wells’ piercing. It feels like it touches all the nerve endings inside my pussy, keeping me wet and needy.
But it’s the vision closest to me that makes the impossible happen.
Because as Brooks licks and suck my clit, he turns his face to flatten his tongue over Wells’ cock as it glides out of my pussy.
He’s eating both of us. That’s when I feel it.
There’s no music. No candle lit. There’s not even a song playing.
And I didn’t have to warm up to the idea of pleasure. They made me able to lose myself in it.
My stomach begins to contract, feeling hollow as my body grows rigid. Without permission, my legs squeeze around Brooks’ head as my hand weaves into his hair, trying to hold him in place as I grind my cunt against his mouth.
But he reaches up and uncurls my fingers from his head, bringing it to his cock.
I need no instruction. I use the precum that’s all over the head of his dick to make my hand slick before I wrap it around his hard cock. He closes his own around mine, making our grip tighter before he pumps his hips.
It’s so fucking erotic that it’s all I can do not to pass out.
