When Rivals Lose (Bayshore Rivals 2)

My entire body trembles and my chest rises and falls like I’m running a triathlon. Like a rubber band pulled too tight, I snap, euphoric pleasure floods every cell of my body, and my channel grips onto Oliver’s shaft with a vengeance, refusing to let go.

He continues to thrust through my orgasm, his teeth gritted, and his grip tight, until he finds his own release only a moment later, his cock swelling before his sticky hot seed fills me.

Oliver stays inside me for another moment, his cock softening. We are both panting, unable to catch our breaths, but he doesn’t care about that, and neither do I. His lips find mine again. He kisses me with nothing but raw passion, and I moan into his mouth.

I can’t get enough of him… them.

Our lips are still touching when he pulls out of me. As soon as he does, Banks’ grip on my hip tightens, and he pulls me into his groin. His cock slides between my folds from behind with ease, coated with his brother’s release and my own.

“Fuck, Harlow… I don’t know if I can do slow,” Banks admits, his hot breath fanning against my shoulder. “I want you so bad, and I’ve wanted you for so long that I haven’t had sex since that first night we kissed. I was done for after that night, completely mesmerized by you.”

“Take me however you want,” the words come out on an exhale.

Slow, fast, it doesn’t matter to me. All I want is him inside of me.

“Lord, help me, you make it so hard to be a gentleman when you say things like that.” Without warning, he slips inside of me, bottoming out with ease, the head of his cock meeting the end of my cervix. Again, I’m full, so full, but like my body should, it adjusts to Banks’ length the same as it did to Oliver’s.

Pleasure overtakes me as Banks fucks me, literally fucks me, his thrusts as harsh as his kisses, and as hard as his love is.

Oliver lowers his head, taking my nipple into his mouth and between his teeth. Gently he bites down, and a lightning bolt of pleasure zips through me, causing my toes to curl. A loud moan fills the room, my moan.

For a split second, I think I should be quiet, but I can’t come up with a good reason why. We are out in the middle of nowhere, who is going to hear me? Sullivan? I’ve already had sex with him, and he knows I want his brothers as much as I want him. If he wakes up, I’m certain he won’t care, that is if he’s not already awake.

“Shit, you’re so tight, and perfect. You’ve ruined me for anyone, you’re it, Harlow.” Banks grunts every word, and it sounds like he’s barely holding on. His grip tightens, his force bruising, and I want to fall deep into his touch. I want to let him swallow me whole.

“I can hear how wet you are, the sound of all our juices coming together. It’s hot as fuck, the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or heard.” Oliver declares, his lips pressing hot kisses over my chest. Oh, god. It’s happening again. I don’t know how but it is… the pleasure is building, and this time it almost hurts. It feels like it’s being ripped out of me.

“Come with me…I need to come…” Banks is unhinged, wild, a beast that is staking his claim on my heart.

“Yes… yes…” I moan, panting so hard, I might pass out. Pleasure blooms inside me like a flower opening up for the first time. Oliver sucks on my breast so hard that there’s an edge of pain to the pleasure. Using his other hand, he kneads the sensitive flesh, walking the line between pleasure and pain.

Banks’ fingers dig into the skin around my hips as he holds onto me with all his strength as if he is scared I’ll disappear. He thrusts inside of me over and over again, and it feels like he goes deeper every time. It feels like he’s branding himself inside of me, making sure I will never forget what it’s like to have him there.

“I’m coming,” I just barely manage to get out before I explode, going off like a bomb. The orgasm is so powerful, I see stars before my eyes, every muscle in my body convulses in their holds. Every cell in my being is on fire, and for a moment, I don’t know where I am, all I know is unyielding pleasure.

Banks grunts and stills inside me after one last powerful thrust. My swollen lips part, and a gasp releases from inside my chest when I feel the warmth of his release flood my channel. With his face buried in my hair, we both come down like floating feathers, from our high.