Page 31 of The Patron Saint of Timber Hollow

Like the world's greatest weighted blanket, he's everywhere.

Every molecule of my body feels sleepy, almost trance-like. I don't know what woke me, but I keep my eyes closed and breathe slowly and deeply. Eventually, I drift back asleep, completely content.

Heat spooling low in my belly rouses me this time. I moan softly when Jay runs his warm hands along my ribs, over my hips.

"Good morning, Darlin'," he murmurs against my skin, and I moan in return, widening my hips in invitation.

Jay's mouth trails hot kisses across my neck and down my jaw, and I moan againloudly. His hot tongue traces the outline of my nipple through my tank top. I arch into the contact, gasping— and then Jay kisses me, drinking down the sound, sliding his tongue over mine, grabbing my neck.

Andthenall my synapses and neurons start firing in sync— and I remember as my eyes snap open that it wasn't just Jay and me inthe bed. Saint came to watch movies with us. I had fallen asleep and didn't realize everyone else would, too.

Saint's green eyes glow as he kisses down my arm and on my wrist before he pulls back. He settles between my legs, Jay rising on his knees next to me.

"Is this okay, Darlin?" Jay asks, his blue-green eyes intensely focused on my face. His bare chest covered in tattoos is always a distraction, even more so now than usual.

"Whatthis,are we talking about?" I clarify, with my heart racing, and an echoing throb begins between my legs.

"Sex, Gorgeous. Withus."Jay answers with a sly smile, the fabric of his boxers tightening. My mouth waters.

I look at the other person in the room and ask, "And what do you want, Saint? It's not justmyopinion that matters, Jay."

"You want to know if I want to fuck you, Tiny?" Saint asks, eyes flicking down my body, lingering on my hips, the scrap of black lace between my thighs. "Yeah, I want to fuck you." His hands drift to his lap, gripping the outline of cock with fierce pressure. Bedhead looksgoodon Saint, curls flowing wildly around his face.

Indecision ripples through me, but another glance at Jay reveals how hardhe'sgotten in the last few seconds, his boxers practically bursting at the seams.

"So, what do you think, Gorgeous?" Jay asks, half-lidded eyes roaming over my body, hot hand trailing down my thigh, hooking under my knee.

Who am I kidding?

"I think you're wasting timetalking,"I answer, pulling my tank top off and throwing it to the ground.

"That's my girl." Jay groans, pulling his boxers down and fisting his hand in my hair. I go willingly, closing my mouth over the thick head of his cock. He lets me set the pace, shifting his hips in time with my movements. "Fuck, that's it, baby girl. Just like that."

Jay moaning like that, for me, should be classified as a narcotic.

Then he reaches down, grabs the thin strap of my underwear, and rips them clean off, baring me to Saint, who hums with delight. I try to take Jay's cock out of my mouth to look at Saint, but Jay keeps me in place with his hand in my hair.

Jay's fingers trail idly over my clit, and dip into my center, making me moan around his cock. When he removes his hands, the loss of contact makes me groan.

And then, Jay reaches out, grabs Saint by his curly hair, and drags his face to my pussy. When his tongue laps around my clit for the first time, Jay plunges down my throat, quieting the moan that I release as pleasureshootsthrough my body.

"Feels good, doesn't it, baby girl?"

I moan a loudmhmas I suck and lick Jay's cock, plunging as much as I can down my throat every couple of strokes.

"I don't want to see your face again until she's screaming your name, Saint." Jay orders, gripping both mine and Saint's hair in fists.

"Yes, Sir." Saint quips, and I laugh, slapping Jay's cock on my tongue, staring up into his blue-green eyes. Then Saint dips two thick fingers into my pussy, resealing his mouth over my clit.

"Fuck!"I pant, reaching down to grab Saint's hair with Jay, our fingers interlocking in the curls.

Saint groans, green eyes flashing as he licks and sucks at my pussy, roughly fucking me with his fingers. Jay shifts, leaning down to flick my nipple with his tongue, sucking the peaked bud into his mouth.

"Oh, my god,"I moan, back arching, reaching out with my free hand to claw at Jay's side.

Jay chuckles and says, "I thought you didn't believe in god?"

"I'm not sure anymore. This feels pretty heavenly." I answer, opening my mouth for Jay. Saint chuckles against my center, thumb swirling around my asshole.