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Except he can’t see what he’s doing. So it reads more like ELOCIN 9 AVE.
Wells finally breaks, and Brooks follows. They join me in a fit of laughter that won’t stop. But Brody stays in character. Or maybe he switches movies because he sounds more like Joe Pesci than Mark Wahlberg.
“Oh, I’m funny? My love amuses you?”
He’s stalking toward us. But instead of protecting me, Wells holds me in place by my waist. Brody closes the last few feet of distance with a little jog before he sweeps me up in his arms and tosses me right over his shoulder.
My hands hit the small of his back as I look up to see Brooks and Wells trailing behind. They’re stripping down, sluttily taking off shirts and basketball shorts.
I’m carried straight to the bedroom and tossed on the bed.
Breathless and turned on, I stare back at them. The three of them stand at the edge, each individually fucking gorgeous, but as a unit—godlike.
I sit up with my feet on the bed before I slowly spread my legs open, stretching the shirt between my legs as I arch my back and lift my chin.
“This isn’t the way the movie ends. The bad guy doesn’t win.”
My gaze lands on Wells, who’s looking at me with so much hunger in his eyes that it makes me shiver.
“But since we’re doing a rewrite,” I add, “why don’t one of you show me how to fuck someone…” I pull back the shirt, exposing my pussy. “And, guys, I’m a visual learner. So go slow.”
chapter sixteen
. . .
Don’t leave…Stay here.
Only the sounds of our shared lust fill the air. We’ve been making love for an hour in the stateroom of the sailboat they surprised me with.
I’mon a sunset cruise. At least I will be right after we fuck our brains out.
“Yes, don’t stop,” I whine, gliding my hands over slick flesh as we lie together with entangled limbs, chasing bliss.
I lick my lips, my eyes held by Brody’s. We’re facing each other on the bed, his cock deep inside me, while Well and Brooks take us, respectively, from behind.
Warm huffs of breath mingle between Brody and me, our faces inches apart, as I grip his shoulders, my fingers digging into his flesh before our foreheads touch.
“I’ll never get enough,” he breathes out.
Brooks grips my thigh, moving my leg further up over Brody’s hip as his fingers weave through my hair right at the nape of my neck.
“Your ass is heaven, Stunner. Fuck.”
Jesus.My body’s covered in goose bumps, and I’m already trembling because we’re hedonists, undulating and rubbing our bodies on each other, owned by our desires.
And oblivious to anything outside our bubble.
“Goddammit, it’s so good,” Wells grunts, holding Brody’s hip, then grabs his ass as he runs his tongue over Brody’s defined shoulder.
With each thrust, Wells forces Brody’s cock deeper inside me, and it takes my breath away. Because I want more. It’s as if Wells reads my thoughts because I feel his hand cradle my jaw before his thumb dips inside my mouth.
There’s something divine about being completely full.
I close my eyes and suck.
“That’s our girl,” Brooks praises from behind me. “Suck it.”
Wells moves his thumb in and out of my mouth, and it must make Brody jealous because he kisses Wells’ palm, pushing his way in, until he’s replaced Wells’ thumb with his tongue.
