Tri-Tip (Grade-A Beefcakes 3)

I’d been so worked up to begin with that I was so close. My brain shut down.

I felt the firm flick of Kemp’s tongue. I heard the wet pumping of his fingers. I breathed in the musky scent of Gus’s cum on my thighs. My own arousal. I looked up and saw two men, their gazes squarely on my pussy and their friend’s head as he pushed me over the edge.

My muscles tensed, heat spread and sizzled through my body. I cried out, gave over, sunk into the most brilliant, blinding pleasure ever. I fought against their secure hold, but they wouldn’t give. I was caught in the pleasure they could give me. No escape. Nothing but… bliss.

And that had only been Kemp’s mouth. His fingers. I had three dicks to experience. As I caught my breath, Kemp lifted his head to kiss my knee and wipe his mouth with the back of his hand.

Oh, he was very pleased with himself.

And he should be.

Kemp pushed to his feet and began to strip.

Poe’s hand slid down, ran over my pussy. I gasped and tore my gaze from the inches of gorgeous body Kemp was revealing to look at Poe.

“These curls, sweetheart, gotta go. Later, I’ll shave you bare. For now, up.”

He and Gus moved me about as if I were tiny, lifting me and maneuvering me so I was kneel

ing on the bed. They quickly rid me of my shirt and bra so I was bare.

Then they stopped. And stared.

Kemp, now naked and stroking his dick, stared.

“Holy shit,” Poe murmured.

“She’s gorgeous, isn’t she?” Gus asked. He cupped a breast. “They’re fuller than I remember.”

Poe’s big hand worked the other. I felt the rasp of callouses against my tender skin.

“I’m… I’m big everywhere,” I murmured.

My nipples had always been very sensitive and they were learning that now.

Their hands began to rove over my breasts, shoulders, waist, hips, ass and even over my pussy.

“You are big,” Poe said, his hand squeezing my ass. “Just right for a guy like me.”

“Get on all fours, baby girl,” Kemp said, stepping up to the edge of the bed.

I knew as soon as I leaned forward and put my hands on the mattress, I’d be right in line to suck him.

I licked my lips.

Poe grabbed the box beside me on the bed, ripped it open and pulled out a long strip of condoms.

“Suck Kemp’s cock like a good girl and I’ll fuck your pussy,” Poe said as he shucked his clothes.

Kemp arched a pale brow as he continued to stroke himself. While Poe gave the command, I could say no. Right here, right now, I could yank my consent. Kemp was waiting, making sure I was choosing to obey.

Like he’d said, their dominance only worked if I gave them my submission.

I wanted them to have it. I was still buzzing from the orgasm, but my pussy ached to be filled. I’d been soothed, but not sated. I wanted more. I needed more.

I leaned forward, set one palm on the bed, then the other. I knew my breasts hung down, swayed. My ass stuck out and as Poe grabbed a condom and crawled onto the bed behind me, he could see everything. I wasn’t just stripping off my clothes; I was bare to them in all ways. Emotionally, too, for they were taking me places I’d never been but always wanted to go.

Dark places. Naughty places.