Who Falls Hardest (Clearwater University)

Bared to them.

“You’re so damn beautiful like this, Ems,” Reese whispers against my skin.

His lips trail upward over my inner thigh, so close to where I need him most. My clit is throbbing, desperate for attention, and I can feel slick wetness gathering in my pussy, dripping from my slit.

“You want this, Emma?” West’s voice is slightly muffled as he licks a trail between my breasts. He moves up to my mouth just as Trent breaks our kiss, and my response is hardly more than a gasp.

“Yes. So much.”

“Good.”

West’s mouth claims mine in a deep kiss just as Reese finally reaches the apex of my thighs. As West plunges his tongue into my mouth, his friend licks a long line through my folds, tasting my arousal, and I buck against their hold.

“You’re so wet for us,” Reese growls, licking me again, devouring me.

As he does, Trent’s hands roam over my body. The fingers of one large hand find my nipple, and when he pinches it hard and tugs slightly, I clamp my thighs around Reese’s head.

The man between my legs chuckles softly, making no effort to free himself from the grip of my thighs. Instead, he takes advantage of the fact that he’s locked in place, hooking his hands around my legs and lapping at me with long strokes of his tongue.

“Reese! Oh, God!” I rip my mouth away from West’s kiss to cry out, holding onto West’s strong shoulders to try to ground myself.

But none of the men stop. Reese keeps licking me as West kisses me and Trent tortures my flushed, swollen breasts.

My entire body feels electric, as if sparks are dancing through my veins. Sex with each one of these men individually was mind-blowing, but this? This is world-ending.

Being touched by all of them at once makes me feel helpless and powerful at the same time.

I grind my pussy against Reese’s face, completely shameless as need takes over me, making me wanton and aggressive.

“Please,” I gasp into West’s mouth, grabbing onto Trent’s strong forearm as he massages my breast roughly. “Please, I need to—”

“Oh, don’t worry, Ems. We’ll make you come.” His voice is raspy and low. “Again and again and again.”

The dark promise in his voice makes a new wave of heat flash through me, and when Reese wraps his lips around my clit and sucks, I explode. The orgasm washes over me in powerful waves of pleasure that lock up my muscles and make my body jerk and writhe on the bed as a low cry falls from my lips.

“Good girl. Just like that,” he murmurs encouragingly when he finally releases my clit, his tongue lapping at it several times before he pulls back.

I miss the feel of his mouth immediately, but before I can beg them for more, the men are already giving it to me. I’m lifted by three sets of hands and turned over onto my stomach as they shift positions slightly on the bed.

A second later, Trent grabs my hips in a firm grip and pulls them up, bringing me up onto my elbows and knees. I don’t know when it happened, but the men are all naked now, and I’m so fucking glad.

Trent’s cock nudges my ass, and I lift my head to see the other two men kneeling before me, each one fisting his thick length.

Oh, God.

They’re going to touch themselves, jerk themselves off as they watch Trent fuck me. They’ll probably be imagining they’re fucking me too as they do.

“Wait!”

My voice stops everything, and all three men freeze.

“Is this not what you want, Ems?” Trent asks.

“No, it is.” My heart is beating hard and fast. “But I want more. I want all of you. All of you inside me.”

My words hang in the air for a moment, as if they’re imprinting on the cells of the men around me. And then I’m moved again, lifted as if I weigh nothing and draped over Reese as he lies back on the bed. His cock is sandwiched between us, and I wrap my fist around him and rise up on my knees to sink down on his length.

“More?” There’s a teasing note to his voice, and I know he already knows the answer.