Saving Savannah

Oh my God.

Then he buried his face in my already-drenched pussy, and the rest of the world came screeching to a halt.

Holy FUCK.

Slowly, sensually, he dragged his tongue along the most sensitive areas on the outside of my glistening slit. I shivered and bucked, holding Roman’s head tightly against my chest. Kissing Zane wildly, as if somehow the three of them were in tune with one another.

“MMMMmmmm…”

I moaned into Zane’s beautiful mouth as a finger slid inside me. One finger became two, gliding in and out, pumping me slow and deep.

I sucked in my next breath as a shuddering gasp. Trying to determine if I might be dreaming, or if this whole thing were actually real.

They’re just. Too. Perfect.

Erik’s hand was working true magic between my legs. His thumb fluttered over my clit, as his mouth continued kissing and licking and sucking gently on my most sensitive areas. Somehow my fingers wound their way into his hair. I rolled my knuckles tight and bucked upward, showing him his affections were more than appreciated.

Are you seriously doing this?

In my mind it was already done. There was no reason in the world I shouldn’t screw the living daylights out of the three hot moving guys I’d been flirting with for most of the day. There was absolutely no downside to just letting myself go, and marking the first night in my new apartment as an experience I’d always remember.

But you don’t even know them!

That part was naughty… maybe even a bit dirty, too. But it was also the part that was most appealing to me. Not knowing them made it somehow okay, and giving myself over became that much easier. Besides, after tonight there was a good chance I wouldn’t see any of them again. Strangely, it took the pressure off.

Besides, in my own weird way I trusted them. They’d been funny and fun. Incredibly sweet instead of crude, and totally laid back instead of pushy. The three of them had been just as ready to kiss me on the cheek and say goodbye as they had been to carry me into the bedroom. To me, that actually meant something.

And right now, it was all so natural. The way they moved, almost as one. The camaraderie and chemistry between us. Each of them had fallen instantly into an individual role, while pleasuring me at the same time. Almost like they’d done this before…

Had they?

Right now I didn’t care. Erik’s churning, swirling mouth had me at the very edge of nirvana, a feeling made even more intense by his long, talented fingers. Up top, the other two men had traded places. Roman was making out with me so slowly and sensually it was like he was the god of kissing. And Zane had his face buried between my breasts, giving them both ample attention. Tracing circles along my stiffening areola with the tip of his hot, pink tongue.

I felt the bed shift, and my thighs spread even wider. Erik was kneeling between my legs now, as the others stopped what they were doing to watch. He pushed the head of a fantastic-looking cock against my eager entrance, before pausing to look down at me.

“You okay with this?” he murmured softly.

I bit my lip and nodded, trying to be coy. Trying not to look as horny and desperate and ready as I actually was.

Erik lowered his hard body against mine, his incredible tattooed arms going to either side

of my head. I sighed softly, as his lips hovered just above my own.

“Because unless you say otherwise,” he growled throatily, “I’m going to fuck you.”

I grunted back at him and bucked my hips in response.

“You’d better.”

Six

ERIK

I shifted forward slowly, pushing my way past her warm, honey-coated entrance. Feeling her body stretch to accommodate me, as the heat and wetness between her legs welcomed me inside her for the very first time.

Oh…

It felt warm. Welcoming. So much friction, so much heat…