“Baby Girl?” Blake murmurs, and I turn my head to meet his gaze. He’s standing in the hallway entrance that leads down to the beds at the end. Blake groans, biting his lip as his eyes run down my body. “Skirt next,” he orders.
“Skirt? Next? Where?” I hear Liam shout before the sound of scrambling reaches me as his head pops up behind Blake, his eyes widening and mouth dropping open.
“Oh, hell yes. Leo, get your fine ass in here! Angel is stripping!” he yells, and I hear Leo’s footsteps heading this way, making me grin as I hook my fingers in my skirt.
But then, suddenly, I feel heat behind me, making me shiver, and fingers cover mine. “Let me,” Kingston rumbles into my ear, making my pussy pulse at the hunger evident in his voice. I let go, and his fingers slide into the stretchy waistband, the rough pads of them dragging along my skin, making me shiver and lean back into his touch.
I feel the guys’ eyes on me, watching, hungry. Wanting me. It’s a heady feeling that fills me with a sense of power.
He slowly pushes down my skirt, and I feel him kneel behind me. He kisses my ass softly before biting down, making me jolt forward as he chuckles and then drags my panties down too.
Blake comes forward, those dark eyes on me. He stops meters away, hooking his hands in the front clasp of my bra. “You want us, Baby Girl? All you have to do is ask, you know that. We want you every minute of every fucking day.”
His talented fingers flick the clasp open, and he steps back, pulling the bra with him. Smiling, I tilt my head and run my hand down my side, five sets of eyes watching each and every movement. “Yeah? Fine, I want you. All of you. I want to come so much that I can’t walk. Think you can handle that?” I murmur.
Instead of answering, Blake nods at Kingston, and his arms circle my waist. He yanks me back until I feel his hard cock pressed against my ass as he leans down and kisses across my bare shoulder and neck, no doubt feeling my pulse pounding as he licks and kisses across it. Groaning, I tilt my head to give him better access, even as my eyes roam over my men. Leo is smiling, his body glistening as he flexes, and Liam is leaning into him, his head on Leo’s shoulder as they watch the show we’re putting on.
My pussy clenches at the sight, remembering how hot it was when the three of us were together. Obviously knowing where my thoughts are, Liam strokes his hand down Leo’s chest to his joggers and cups his hard cock over the material and squeezes, eliciting a grunt.
Just then, Kingston nips my shoulder as his big hands palm my breasts and squeeze, hard. I whimper, unable to help myself, my pussy pulsing as I squeeze my thighs together to try and relieve some of the pressure.
Blake notices and grins. “I think our girl is needy, don’t you, Damon?”
Damon’s eyes are hooded as he watches me, his hand slipping down his chest when my eyes flicker to him greedily. Licking his lips, he runs his touch farther down and slips his fingers inside his joggers, making me shiver as Kingston tweaks my nipples. The pleasure arcs through me, as if connected directly to my clit.
These Wild Boys play my body so easily.
They know what makes me scream, jerk, moan, and come, and right now, all five of them are focused on me and intent on bringing me immense pleasure.
I can’t wait.
“Not needy or wild enough,” Kingston teases as his hand drags down my stomach and cups my pussy, forcing his big hand between my thighs.
I widen them for him, and he rewards me with an open-mouthed kiss on my shoulder. “Not wet enough for our big cocks.”
Fuck me.
Is it possible to explode from lust? I feel like I’m going to find out.
“Damon, help our girl out,” Blake instructs, and Kingston pulls away, making me groan.
“If somebody doesn’t lick, touch, or fuck me soon, I’m going to do it myself,” I growl, my chest flushed and heaving with my ragged breaths. Even my legs tremble with my desire.
“You heard Blake,” Liam teases. “Get your sexy ass onto Damon’s lap, Angel.”
Looking around, I bite down on my lip before tossing my hair over my shoulder and grinning at Damon. I prowl towards him, lean in, and press my hands to the back of his chair, hips angled backwards. He frees his hand from his joggers and reaches out, tugging me onto him. Laughing, I ghost my lips across his as I straddle his lap.
Suddenly, a hand tangles in my hair and yanks my head back. The pain burns through my scalp, making me groan and grind down onto Damon’s hard cock as my eyes lock with Blake’s, who’s standing behind me.
“Kiss him properly, Baby Girl, no teasing,” he demands. “You know you aren’t in charge here. Out there? Yes. But between us…” He leans down and bites my lip, pulling it out before letting it go. “We are. We control your body and your pleasure, so be a good girl and kiss him like you mean it.”
Using my hair like a handle, he angles my head until I’m looking at Damon. He licks his lips as he drags me back and forth, using my hips to pull my bare, wet pussy across his jogger-clad cock. The friction has me gasping, tugging at Blake’s hand in my hair as I lean forward. But he doesn’t let go, he keeps me on the edge of pain, controlling my head as I kiss Damon.
It’s sloppy and feral, both of us kissing hard and fast, filled with desire beyond just us, but for all of us, for the connection we have. Releasing the chair, I drag my hand down his chest and back up, tweaking his nipple and making him moan into my mouth.
Blake lets go of my hair and caresses down my shoulders and back to my ass. Gripping the cheeks, he squeezes and kneads before slapping them. “She’s supposed to be getting wound up, not the other way around, Damon,” Blake teases. “Liam, get your mouth over here. She likes your tongue best.”
I kiss Damon harder, taking all my desire out on him as our tongues tangle. He grips my chin and tilts me as he thrusts up, grinding into my pussy. But then hands are on my legs again, more hands on my hips. I’m lifted, breaking the kiss, and my legs pulled backwards at a weird angle. I grip the chair with wide eyes, but then my shins meet warm skin…a shoulder, two shoulders actually. My legs are splayed, opening me indecently as I’m draped across them. Damon holds me up and brings my mouth back to his as warm breath blows across my wet pussy.
I bite Damon’s lip but have to let go when fingers part my pussy and lips wrap around my clit and briefly suck. They release the sensitive bundle of nerves, and a tongue glides up and down my center with teasing strokes before lashing my clit.
Only Liam eats my pussy like that. Like he’s dancing, like he’s performing for me.
Big hands part my ass, keeping me open for Liam’s tongue, which he dips inside me and then flattens it, dragging it back up to my clit and sucking again. Fingers prod at my entrance, circling it teasingly, and just when I’m about to snap at them, they thrust inside me.
“Fuck, look how wet she is,” Leo growls.
“And pink. I swear I love her pussy so much,” Kingston adds. “I could live inside of her and die there happy, don’t you think?” he muses, making Liam chuckle against my sensitive flesh.
Pleasure spirals through me as his fingers curl and drag along my walls and find that spot. I smash my lips onto Damon’s, needing an outlet for the pleasure winding through me.
“I like her ass too,” Blake comments. “Watching those pert little cheeks part around my cock, my hand in her hair while I fuck her like an animal… She loves that, don’t you, Baby Girl?”