Page 46 of The Patron Saint of Timber Hollow

I laugh lightly, saying, "I can be quick, can you be?" I'm breathless already. Jay chuckles against my breast, then he's tugging my leggings down, pulling my panties to the side. He licks his fingers, then they're back at my clit, spreading my growing wetness around, plunging deep in me. With his other hand, he pulls my bra down, closing his mouth around the peaked flesh.

"Oh, I can be anything you want me to be," Saint replies, unbuckling his belt, the sound of his zipper lowering almost louder than my heaving breaths. Jay's fingers keep moving, his tongue mapping my neck. For one maddening second, I swear he's going to make me cum from this alone, my internal muscles clamping down around his thick fingers.

My eyes barely flutter shut before Saint slaps my cheek lightly, grumbling, "Eyes on me."

And then, Jay pulls his fingers out, murmuring, "Open up for him, Darlin."

There's only so much I can widen my legs, with my leggings only pulled down to my knees.

Saint lines up his cock without trouble, though, plunging in deep immediately. "Fuck, you're wet, aren't you, Tiny?" He murmurs, eyes rolling back for a second.

"Mhm-" I gasp, threading my fingers through Jay's hair.

"You like being our little slut, don't you?" Jay asks, spitting into his hand.

"Mmh- fuck, yes." I agree; still looking at Saint while he roughly fucks me. Then I feel Jay's wet cock slide between my thighs, rubbing against my clit. My eyes roll back, but then Saint slaps my ass and stops moving, making them spring back open. Jay doesn't stop moving, though, the thick head of his cock sliding in and out of my thighs. I'm so close already. I don't think it will be a matter ofifthey have enough time to make me cum; the question will be howmanytimes am I going to. The thick tip of Jay's cock brushes my sensitive clit with each stroke, making me flutter around Saint.

I have to grab Jay's shoulders to stay steady. They have me up on tiptoes, back bowed so far that my shoulders nearly touch Saint's chest.

Jay coos, "That's it, I've got you, Darlin. I got you."

Again, my eyes flutter shut, and then Saint pistons his cock in all the way, roughly filling me and halting. Making me take it and stretch around him. Jay hasn't stopped moving, stroking against my clit every time he pushes between my thighs.

"Eyes on me, Tiny. Look at me while I fuck you," Saint orders, then draws his cock out almost the entire way, pushing roughly back in. I moan when he does it again, and when Jay closes his mouth around my nipple, Saint has to cover my mouth with his hand to keep me quiet.

"Shh, Gorgeous. Be quiet for us, yeah? You can be loud later." Jay murmurs, fucking my thighs faster.

I mumble something incoherent behind Saint's hand, my nails digging into Jay's shoulders. Saint chuckles, keeping that slow, deep,roughpace.

"Fuck, Gorgeous, you're so wet. It's making it so easy to fuck your thighs like this." Jay's voice shakes, his movements turning jerky with every stroke. I moan in response, eyes locked on Saint's electric green iris.

"Do it for me, Tiny." Saint urges, slapping my ass with his free hand. With every rough thrust into me, his breathing turns erratic, his groans of pleasure coming with each of mine. "Come on, give it to me." He orders again, reaching around to play with my nipples, fingers plunging down my throat.

My pussy flutters around him, muscles contracting one by one as Saint fucks into me; orgasm blows through me as Jay murmurs, "That's my girl. Let Saint use that little pussy while I fuck these delicious thighs, hmm?"

I moan desperately around Saint's fingers in response.

Then Saint's movements turn jerky, and he says, "Fuck, that's tight-" cutting off on a groan. He trades his grip on my jaw for one in my hair, pinning me against him.

"That's it, Gorgeous. Milk that fucking cock." Jay orders, sucking my nipple into his mouth, groaning as my fingers tighten in hishair. Cool air rushes around my skin, where Jay has left hot, wet kisses down my throat and chest.

Then I start muttering, "Oh, fuck, fuck fuck, I'm going to cum!" Release barrels through me just as Saint thrusts into me one more time, cock pulsing inside of me.

Almost immediately, Jay pulls me off Saint, then plunges his cock inside me while Saint holds me steady.

"Oh, oh, fuck, Jay-please!"I start whispering, wanting to scream, when he circles his thumb around my clit.

"Give me one, Gorgeous, let me fill you up too, hmm?" He says hoarsely, kissing up my throat.

"Fuck-"I moan, tilting my hips to meet each of his rough, jerky strokes. Saint circles his hand around my throat, making me meet his green eyes again.

"You look so good like this, Tiny, dripping with cum. You're like a goddamn renaissance painting."

I huff a breathy laugh that turns into a moan when he kisses me, reaching down to stroke my clit. Just like that, I clamp down on Jay, pleasure shooting through my veins, and Jay buries himself to the hilt in me, barely restraining a guttural moan.

The three of us stay locked together like this, leaning against the outer walls of Coyote Bills for a moment, catching our breath.

"You're going back in without stopping at the bathroom, Gorgeous. I want your thighs slick with us for the rest of your shift." Jay orders. I can't help the way I tighten around his softening cock at the thought. It makes him chuckle, hips surging forward before he pulls out.