“Fuuuuck,” All three of them seem to groan simultaneously.
“Take his cock before adding the choking.”
I nod. John gives me his set of keys. Austin easily holds me with one arm, pulls the front of my skirt up, and stares between my legs at the wettest virgin pussy that’s ever existed. At least that’s what I’m assuming he’s thinking. When he makes eye contact, I’m shocked at how that feels more vulnerable than the moment before. He moves in for a gentle kiss, then leans back and nestles his tip at my entrance.
My lower lips spread around his strained, shiny tip. The stretch burns but the hunger my entire body has for him wins out.
And I’m not the only one who feels the primal hunger. Austin’s eyes and the clenching of his jaw as he starts pumping slowly, convey the same feral need. Bear tightens his grip. I glance at Austin, wanting to embed every bit of this memory in my mind.
The shutter sound of John’s camera clicks as I glance his way. I can’t wait to see the picture. I’m in control. I’m not conforming to anyone’s rules but my own. And for the first time in my life, I’m good enough just because I’m being me.
Austin stretches me over the full length of his shaft, filling me, pleasing me, and making me wonder if a first time like this can ever be topped.
My orgasm builds exponentially as Bear increases pressure around my neck. The world disintegrates as our bodies mesh into one. Energy and euphoria swirl through me. The keys are clenched in my hand so hard, they’re digging into the flesh of my palm. I’m caught in the whirlwind, dragged to the brink, and thrown over as my body tightens rhythmically around Austin’s cock.
Stars explode behind my closed eyelids and air rushes back into my lungs as Austin relaxes his grip. Sensation floods me from everywhere. I’m crying out.
Each thrust of Austin’s bare cock finds another crevice of my soul to ignite. He swells. I stretch. It’s a dance governed by love.
No. I don’t mean that.
His fingers dig into my ass as he roars his release, claiming me with every primal instinct. I’ve known at some level I wanted this. I want the most natural thing I’ve experienced my entire life.
My thoughts shatter as he climaxes inside of me. His warm seed filling, trickling, dripping.
I’m spent, but desperately want to experience sex with all of them. My clothes disappear at some point. Bear takes me against the wall, no hand on the neck since he wants me to keep my eyes open. Then John has me straddle his lap so he can enjoy my tits while he slides me over his shaft.
With the O.T.T. policy, there are no napkins or paper towels to clean up with. Austin pulls an extra shirt from his locker, slides it off the hangar, and hands it to me.
“After we all clean up, we can grab a mop from the janitorial closet.” Bear winks at me. “Can’t leave the floor wet. It might be slippery.”
“I have some tissues in my purse. I can get it.” I clean up and dress quickly.
“We’ll get it,” John says.
“It’s not much. I’d prefer if you guys just go ahead and leave before me.”
“Why?” Austin’s tiny question is full of concern.
“I need a minute.”
He wraps an arm around me, “You okay, Kitten?”
“I’m more than okay, Daddy. I’m going to let Monica know I’m fine then I’ll head out.” And I’m afraid that if I walk out with them, I’ll get into their car instead of mine. With my insistence, they leave.
I slump into a chair and drop my face into my hands. I had no idea sex could feel like that. Not just physically but emotionally. They’ve unleashed a beast. I want them more than I want a career. I want the freedom they give me to be me. I don’t have to prove myself.
I absolutely have to continue this with them.
But I’d be a fool to quit my job to do it. Which means I’m going to break the rules.
Ten
Bear
Rolling the sex toy remote in my fingers, I wish it could reach from the office to Lexi’s house. I pull my hand out of my slacks pocket, letting the remote fall from my fingers.
Stopping at the mail room door, I’m at work an hour early. I couldn’t sleep and figured my best chance of seeing Lexi was here.