Trading with the Boys

“Yes,” he said gently. “We’re all friends here, right?”

Somewhere behind me, Jacob moaned his assent. Tate, nuzzling me from beneath, whispered as well:

“We’ve been friends pretty much forever,” he murmured busily from between my breasts. “So why not? The three of us have shared just about everything else…”

He went back to dragging his tongue over my areola. Jacob went back to that slow push-pull of some really good doggie-style.

Oh my God…

I felt Cole’s hand on my face again. My eyes opened, and he stared into them.

“I’ll ask one last time,” he asked softly, “before I go back downstairs…”

Little alarm bells went off in my head, as my stomach rolled. I definitely did not want that.

“Is this something you want?” Cole repeated.

This time there was no hesitation. The answer, the honest answer anyway, was more than obvious.

“Yes,” I breathed huskily, leaning forward to kiss him again. “Oh my God, yes.”

Cole kissed me some more, then broke into a smile.

“Thank God,” he said playfully, undoing the button just beneath his navel. The zipper came down. His pants slid off. “I’ve always fantasized about doing a bride in her wedding dress…”

As he freed his manhood, all thick and hard, I could hear Tate chuckle from somewhere between my breasts.

“Told ya.”

Thirty-One

SERENA

The rest of the evening just didn’t seem real. It was the type of delirious, far-flung fantasy you might expect to distill from only your wildest, craziest dreams. Or even better, your deepest, darkest desires.

They took me in my would-be wedding dress, mounting me one by one by one. Spreading my thighs so wide and plunging so deeply inside me I was left screaming with joy, only this time I didn’t have to worry about making so much noise it would tip off anyone working downstairs.

And that’s because the person downstairs was now working on me.

I tickled the back of Cole’s beautiful head as he filled me for the first time, all while kissing and cooing into his mouth. We fucked slowly at first, his hard body rocking me deep into the big, comfortable couch. I threw my head back in exultation as his wonderfully-curved member touched all new places inside me, gliding through my G-spot at the bottom of each magnificent thrust.

Then he looked me straight in the eye… and I knew what was coming next.

Oh FUCK.

My sexy contractor’s whole lower body began moving like a piston, his hard, muscled ass smashing himself into me again and again. He screwed me so furiously I found myself clutching the couch, my wedding train bunched up all around me. He was smashing me so hard I thought he might break something. Deep down inside, there was a more sinister part of me that almost wished he would.

OhmyGOD…

The others had hung back a bit, giving us the moment. Now they converged on me, unable to keep themselves at bay.

This is crazyyyyyy!

One by one they took turns feeding me, and in the heat of the moment I welcomed them down my eager throat. I was dizzy with lust. Overwhelmed by the raw excitement of having three gorgeous men working me over at the same time, while suddenly frantic with the all-consuming need to come.

Eventually I exploded around Cole, clawing his ass as I came. Then it was Tate, pulling me on top of him. Jacob, flipping me over to do me from behind again, while I opened my mouth and tasted myself on Cole’s incredible thickness.

You’re out of your fucking mind, Serena.