The Renovation (Contemporary Reverse Harem 2)

Holy shit. This was really happening.

But I was ready and I was turned on. I’d never wanted anything so much in my life.

My clothes were peeled off, and I was laid out on the soft rug on the floor. All around me, the guys were dropping their clothes, too, and in an instant, I was surrounded by gorgeous men with ripped abs, powerful arms, and four very hard—and very large—cocks.

You know that kid in a candy store feeling?

Yeah, I know you do.

“Are you in, baby? It’s not too much?” Tanner asked.

I looked around at all my loves and gasped, “I’m yours. All of yours.” I pulled Tanner into a kiss.

I heard soft conversation after that, and I might have even said a few things myself, although I don’t remember much besides the expectation of where eight talented hands were going to take me. I shivered in anticipation, goose bumps exploding over my body. I moaned as Wyatt took his turn kissing me. I lost track of who was doing what when my eyes fluttered closed. My back arched to push my nipples into somebody’s mouth, and two of the others positioned my legs wide apart. Kisses began to run up both my calves and then inner thighs. I was lost in the heat of it all.

Somebody’s tongue found its way to my pussy and dragged slowly—agonizingly slowly—through my slit, pushing aside my lips to give more access. Pleasure burst through me in a spike just as my nipples were squeezed and twisted to the point of pain. I felt a piece of fabric on my head and Carter—I could tell his voice anywhere—asked if I was okay with a blindfold.

Hell, yeah.

He gently pulled what felt like a sleep mask over my eyes, and the sensations running through me multiplied. There were mouths and hands of four amazing men making me feel like a queen.

A finger entered me, followed by another, pumping slowly. A mouth landed on my clit and drew it between lips that were pillowy and forceful at the same time. I writhed on the floor, all sensation magnified because I couldn’t see.

“How are you, baby?” Dig’s voice whispered in my ear.

“Mmmm…good,” was about all I could manage.

“Okay, darling. Because we’re gonna make you feel better than you ever have in your life.”

Someone’s mouth, wet from my pussy, ran over my own. I loved the taste and smell and opened my greedy mouth for more.

Everything—all of it—was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Every single inch of my being was taken care of by my boys, making me feel like I might shatter under the pleasure of it all. Someone’s dick was placed in my hand, and I began to stroke it. Another found its way to my mouth, and the fingers in my pussy were replaced by a cock that entered me very slowly, a little bit at a time, allowing me to adjust. On the other side, I felt the rhythm of someone stroking himself into my breasts.

When one of them was fully seated inside me, I was rocked by the motion of fucking. At the other end, I held someone’s balls, directing a cock in and out of my hungry mouth until my cheeks hollowed. The pressure inside me built like an ember about to spark into a roaring fire.

“Come for us, beautiful,” Wyatt murmured in my ear. “We want to see you come.”

I was surrounded by sensation, and moaning—so much moaning. A thick, hot stream of semen landed on my breasts, accompanied by a loud growl. The load was abundant and ran off me on to the rug below.

The pounding in my pussy was fevered, and the cock in my mouth pistoned until my lovers came in me at the same time.

Holy fuck.

I pounded my one empty fist on the floor as an orgasm shattered over me. Even though I had the mask over my eyes, there were flashes of light while my entire body spasmed. I’d never come like that, not even close. But then, I’d never been with four men at once.

I gasped for air as the guys around me did the same, me still full of cock on both ends, and now in my hands, as well.

And all I could think about was how I wanted to do it again.

I pulled the mask off my eyes and what a sight to behold. Four of the most fucking gorgeous men walking the face of this earth were all hovering over me, admiring me, loving me, and taking care of me.

And this was just the beginning.

Chapter 30

DIG

True to his word, Carter pulled off Jayma’s house reno with time to spare. That guy was a fucking rockstar, no doubt about it. He’d even fronted the money for everything.