Page 59 of Entangled in Them

Chapter Twenty-six

Rue

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“THAT WAS FUCKING INCREDIBLE, Rue,” Ryan told me, still breathing hard, and I basked in his praise.

I was good at swallowing cum. I always had been. It was one of the things men liked about me—my ability to swallow every drop without any spillage. I could see it had pleased Ryan, and that made me happy as well.

Now I needed to find my own release, my arousal burning and churning inside me like lava in a volcano. So many gorgeous naked men, all desiring me and each other. I thought I might lose my mind if I didn’t come soon.

Between them, Kodee and Ryan help me to my feet. Kodee caught me around the waist and lifted me up and placed me on the table.

“Lie back,” he instructed.

I did as he’d said, the wood smooth and cool against my hot skin.

He positioned himself between my thighs and ducked his head to lick my clit. I gasped and tilted my hips to him, already desperate. I needed to be fucked, and fucked hard. I’d spent days around these men, had been kissed and touched and licked, but now I needed cock. Ryan stood behind him, kissing his neck and shoulders, his hands tracing the muscles of his biceps. I still had the salty taste of Ryan on my tongue.

Kodee licked me like he had in the kitchen, his tongue tracing every fold before dipping inside me. I threw my head back, one arm above my head, on the surface of the table. The other hand reached down to press his face harder against my pussy. I was conscious of Dillon watching as well, still masturbating slowly. I deliberately sucked in my stomach and thrust my breasts out toward him, making my moans of pleasure louder, wanting this to be hot for him.

Kodee grated his teeth across my clit, and I shivered in pleasure, then he lifted his mouth from me to look in my eyes. “I’m going to fuck you now, Rue. Are you ready for me?”

His cock was thick and long and heavily veined, and he gave it a couple of strokes before positioning the head at my entrance.

“Yes,” I gasped. “I’m ready.”

“It’s been killing me,” he said, “having to wait so long to do this.”

He grabbed my hip with his other hand and held me in place as he shunted forward. The head of his cock stretched my opening, and then he sank deep, my pussy stretching around him as he filled me perfectly. I groaned in pleasure.

Dillon reached out and palmed my breast. He teased and twisted my nipple, while his gaze darted between my face and the spot where Kodee’s cock vanished inside my pussy.

“Fuck, that’s so hot,” he said. “It had better be my turn next.”

I stared up at Dillon, my lips parted, while Kodee fucked me, with Ryan behind him. Kodee’s thrusts were exactly what I wanted, hard and determined, shunting me across the table and making my tits bounce with every stroke. I loved feeling so full, and having all three men staring down at me while one of them was fucking me turned me on like crazy. Dillon reached down to rub my clit, and my cries grew louder. I twisted my head, opening my mouth to take Dillon’s cock. He seemed more than happy to feed me what I wanted, and I licked and sucked him with frantic little movements.

“I’m gonna come,” I gasped. “Oh, God, I’m close.”

My world condensed to the energy gathering inside me, an electrical storm ready to break. Everything was about our bodies slapping together, the sounds of licking and heavy breathing, the scent of sweat and sex in the air.

“Oh, God. Oh, fuck, yes.”

My orgasm shattered through me. Stars danced on the backs of my eyelids as my eyes squeezed shut, and my body bucked and arched on the table.

Above me, Kodee groaned and gave in to the sensation of my pussy milking his cock. He thrust deep one final time, and his face scrunched up as he came inside me.

I lay there, panting, the world still spinning. My skin was coated in sweat, the wood of the table slippery beneath me. I caught Kodee’s eye as he slipped from my body, and we exchanged a smile.

Dillon stepped in. “I hope you’ve still got something left for me, Rue?”

I grinned at him. “Always.”

Kodee stepped away, and a rush of hot fluid flooded between my thighs. I didn’t even care. Dillon took his place, and he helped me up and then flipped me over. I found myself bent over the table, my breasts now pressing against the place my back had been only moments ago.

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