Monsters' Gift (Crude Hill High 2)

She pushed her hand inside my pants and grabbed my dick. I was already way ahead of her, unbuckling my belt, releasing my fly, and she pulled my cock free. I grunted as she ran her hand up and down the length, her thumb sliding across the peak. Pre-cum leaked from the tip and I gripped her neck, drawing her in, kissing her. With my other hand, I discovered she hadn’t even bothered to wear any panties.

Feeling her slick heat, I fingered her pussy, running my fingers up and down her slit. Her clit was lovely and swollen. My need knew no bounds. Pushing her hands away from me, I bent down and took her cunt into my mouth. I slid my tongue inside her, feeling her begin to erupt against my tongue. I closed my eyes, enjoying her rocking against my tongue. I wanted her to take her pleasure, for her to be completely consumed by me.

Behind me, I heard my friends, and I had no doubt they all had their cocks in their hands, enjoying the show.

I ran my hands up her body, touching her tits. I gave them a squeeze, pressing them together. They looked so perfect. One day, I intended to slide my cock between those mounds and to use them until I came all over her chest with her mouth open to receive my cum.

There would be time for that because with Earl’s help, I’d make sure she lived long enough for us all to enjoy the experience. All in good time. I came back to the present and all I was focused on right now was getting her off with my mouth. Staring up the length of her body, I watched as she closed her eyes, licked her lips, and then opened her eyes to watch me. Her gaze didn’t just stay on me, though, it went behind me to my friends, and the look that crossed her eyes turned me on.

Her pussy was so freaking wet. She was aroused from seeing them, I just knew it.

Drawing my tongue up across her clit, I sucked her into my mouth, using my teeth to create just the right amount of pain that had her arching up. It was at the point where it was either too much or not enough, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was make her come, and when she did, it was such a beautiful sight. She didn’t hold back and I needed that. I craved every single part of her and all of her reactions. They were all mine to enjoy.

I wasn’t done with her yet.

We hadn’t worn condoms since she’d come back into our life, and I wasn’t about to start now.

With my cock at her slit, I slowly began to fuck her wet lips. The tip brushing across her clit. It made her quiver with each touch. When I couldn’t take another moment, I went to her entrance and began to fuck inside her. Going deeper than ever before. In and out, I took my time, building up the pace until I grabbed her hips, held on tight, and fucked her harder and faster than ever before, making her take all of me. Every single inch.

The desk didn’t give way and I was so thankful for whoever’s bright idea it was to have it nailed to the floor.

She took all that I gave her, wrapping her legs around me, and I felt the first stirrings of my orgasm.

I didn’t hold back, though.

I gave it all to her, and as I came, her name spilled from my lips. She was everything I wanted and so much more. I could never be without her. Didn’t want to and I knew as soon as our fathers were gone, we’d all finally be free.

Chapter Sixteen

Emily

Another new day.

Still stuck inside their home.

Well, I guessed it was my home now as well. It still seemed surreal to me to think of this place as my home, but this was how I was supposed to view it.

“Could you pass me the cumin?” Ashley asked.

I ran my gaze across the jars of spices.

After last night in the office, we’d all slept in the same bedroom, but when I woke, none of my men were to be seen, and I had Ashley’s pretty face smiling at me. I loved her, but not enough for her to be that close, or to see me naked.

Back in London, I’d rarely slept naked because of Ashley bombarding into my room at any point, offering me up spoonfuls of food.

“I don’t think we have cumin,” I said, noting coriander, cardamon, cinnamon, and a few I couldn’t even pronounce.

“Nope, it’s here. I asked Earl to get it.”

“And you don’t think he screws up?”

“I know he doesn’t screw up.”

“He’s a lot older than you.”