Our Love Story

I close my eyes, my pussy getting all riled up as Enzo starts moving his tongue harder against me. “No. You are all so good to me.”

Mason pulls his thick cock from my mouth, and all I can think about is how badly I need Ethan against me too.

As if reading my mind, Ethan moves to where Mason had stood, and while my pussy is worked over by Enzo, I take all of Ethan’s thick cock in my mouth. I run my hands over his balls, loving the way they feel in my hand, and when I put his big cock in my mouth, I look up at him and see him staring back at me. “I fucking love you, Chloe,” he tells me.

I close my eyes, sucking him while my pussy is ravaged by Enzo. Enzo’s tongue grinds against my pussy, but then I can tell he needs more.

“Come in me,” I tell him. My pussy is demanding and his cock is so hungry. We shift slightly, and I sink against Enzo’s cock. Ethan moves closer so I can continue to suck him off. My throat is ready for his come. I move my mouth faster so I can feel his hardness deep in my throat.

“Oh, fuck,” Ethan groans, as his throbbing dick explodes in my mouth. I swallow, wanting his milky come to slide down my parched throat.

Enzo’s cock fills me up and I ride him, tits bouncing, as I finish Ethan. He takes his emptied cock from my mouth, and I wipe my lips, savoring his salty come. Noah, Mason, and Ethan watch as I grind my pussy against Enzo’s cock. They love watching me get off, and right now, seeing they are so entranced by my naked body, I feel like the most beautiful woman in the world.

Forget the princesses at this theme park. I feel like I’m the one wearing a tiara.

“I’m so close,” I moan as Enzo runs his hands over my back. I feel bad that he’s on the floor of this lookout, but when I look into his eyes I see nothing but pleasure. “You like that?” I ask, leaning closer to his face so he can suck my tits the way he loves to do.

“Oh, Bella,” he growls as the walls of my pussy tighten. An orgasm rolls over me and I whimper, the power of my climaxes hitting hard.

“Fuck, Enzo. Fuck me,” I cry as he unloads himself in my cunt.

“Oh, love.” We get off together and as we come, thunder rolls across the sky. I look up, and a magnificent fireworks display covers the sky in pink and blue.

The view is spectacular and my men circle around me. I roll off Enzo, and we watch the show in all its glory.

This day has been so perfect, so utterly magical, that I can’t imagine a happier moment in all my life. This, right here, is everything a girl could want. And I make a wish as the fireworks elicit oh’s and ah’s from everyone at this park.

My wish is simple: That I would always be this close with my men. That, through thick and thin, we can stay together.

I make my wish, my men surrounding me, holding me, touching me, cradling me.

The night sky is filled with bursts of color and my heart –– it’s bursting with love.Chapter 44ENZOAfter a long day at Disney, it’s no surprise that on our plane ride to Oahu, the five of us are exhausted. This time we aren’t flying on a private jet. Not now that our sponsorship with Black Bull is over. But damn, I wish we were.

Flying coach is the responsible thing to do. And maybe if it had just been the guys and me, we would have splurged on something stupid like fancy transportation, but it’s not just us anymore.

Now we have Chloe to think about.

And spending our money on nonessentials, just when we are trying to grow our company, would be a stupid ass move. We all know that, in theory. In reality, our sweetheart is squished between Mason and me. She deserves better. Hell, she deserves the goddamn world.

We should have, at least, splurged for first-class for her, but she resisted that when I suggested it a few weeks ago when she was booking our tickets.

“First of all, it’s an unnecessary expense,” she said. “And also, Enzo, the last thing I want to do is sit somewhere away from you guys.”

I remember shaking my head at her, thinking her comfort is more important than anything. But now that she’s nestled in the crook of my arm, I’m glad she’s next to me.

Especially since takeoff had been so rough on her.

“I still feel nauseous,” she sighs.

I immediately wave down a flight attendant. “Can we have some club soda?” I request. The attendant nods and soon she returns with the water.