Fucking hell. Yes, please.
I smile against his lips. “Only if you promise not to hold back.”
Cruz groans, knowing that he could possibly hurt me, but I’m sturdy. I’ve survived against all odds, so at this point, I doubt that I’m going to suffer death by cock. Though if I had to choose a way to go, that’s definitely at the top of my list.
His eyes sparkle with excitement as he pulls his hand out from my sweatpants, grips the waistband, and shuffles it down my legs.
Within moments, I’m lying between two of my favorite people in the world, more than ready for them to rock my world.
I pull my knee up over Grayson’s hip and Cruz reaches in behind me. I feel his cock right at my entrance, and as he slowly pushes into me, I suck in a breath. He fills me completely, stretching my walls and making me feel more alive than ever.
“Fuck,” I breathe, my pussy clenching around him and making him groan low in my ear. “You need to start moving.”
He doesn’t hesitate, pulling back out, painfully slow and making my eyes flutter with the overwhelming pleasure. He pushes back into me, faster this time, sending himself even deeper. “Oh, shit. Yes, give it to me, Cruz. Right there.”
Cruz’s lips come back to my neck as he starts to really work my pussy, and without missing a beat, my hand curls tighter around Grayson’s monster cock.
He pulls back just a little and looks down at my weeping pussy, watching as his friend pushes deep inside of me, his cock glistening with my wetness and making me feel more desired than ever before.
Grayson’s cock flinches in my hand as his eyes burn with need, loving what he’s seeing. His hand comes down over mine, squeezing even tighter as he becomes mesmerized by watching his best friend fuck his girl.
“Grayson,” I beg, desperately needing his eyes on mine. He reluctantly pulls his gaze away from my pussy, and as he meets my stare, my tongue rolls over my bottom lip. “I need you to fuck my mouth.”
I feel the vibration through his chest as he growls his appreciation. He instantly adjusts himself on my bed and I raise myself up onto my elbow until his beautiful, pierced cock is right there, ready for the taking.
I lick my lips, the hunger showing brightly in my eyes.
Grayson curls his hand around the back of my head, collecting my hair in his tight grip until he’s holding me close with complete control of my head. “Open up, Ellie.”
Fuck, yes.
I open wide for him and swallow a gasp as my lips close around his giant cock. I instantly feel his piercing at the back of my throat and I take him deeper, because fuck, why the hell not? A guy like Grayson deserves the best a girl can give. Shit, all the guys do, even Carver.
With his cock being so big, I have no choice but to grip it and work him with my hand at the same time. My tongue roams over his tip and each time I feel him at the back of my throat, I push myself further, prepared to choke on his dick if that’s what this bitch has to do.
Grayson’s grip tightens in my hair, moving me up and down and taking control of just how fast I take him. Cruz grips my hips, holding the rest of me still so he can plow into me over and over again, and with my other hand free, I slip it between my legs and show them exactly how I like to touch myself. Though, by this point, I’m pretty damn sure that they know exactly how I like to be touched. Hell, they do it better than I could ever do it myself.
Grayson’s other hand trails down my body and pinches my nipple, sending an electric current pulsing through me and making my pussy clench, which only has Cruz groaning behind me. He leans into me and gently bites my shoulder as I drown in the feel of him moving in and out of me, giving me everything he’s got. He pushes deeper, hitting the places deep inside of me that only King, Grayson and Cruz know exist.
Grayson’s cock flinches in my mouth and I look up and meet his eyes only to see the pure desperation burning beneath the surface. He needs to come, but not yet. We’ve only just got started.
Just to tease him, I flick my tongue over his tip and watch as he groans. Every muscle in his body clenches as he holds onto it, probably thinking of old grannies on their back just to keep from blowing his load.
I grin as he shakes his head, gripping my hair even tighter, stopping my movements. Instead, he fucks my mouth, moving into me and making my eyes begin to water as he hits the back of my throat, but damn it, that look in his eyes … holy hell.