Page 70 of Some Like It Hot

Despite my recent orgasm and the sensitivity from Blake’s mouth, I want more. I need more.

Aidan’s fingers sink into my pussy and I moan in appreciation and frustration. Blake was right. I do need to be filled up. But I need more than fingers.

“Aidan,” I moan.

“I know, sweet thing. I know. We’ll give you everything you need,” he says huskily against my breast.

He pumps his fingers deep, in and out, and keeps moving down my body, kissing, licking, giving me little nips. I’m wiggling under him, trying to press harder against his hand.

Then his hand is gone and I feel him move off the bed. I look toward him. “No,” I protest.

Blake grips my hips. “Fuck, I love you greedy.” His voice is rough and I feel tingles skitter over my skin.

“Easy sweetness,” Simon says near my ear. He’s now stretched out on my other side. His fingers stroke up and down my side to my thigh. He’s watching my face. “We’ve got you.”

I lift my hand to his cheek. “I know.” I pull him down for a kiss.

His lips are hot and greedy on mine, and I’m lost for a moment.

Then Aidan is back at the side of the bed. He puts one knee on the mattress, leaning over to pinch a nipple, then takes it in his mouth, sucking hard. “You’ve got the best tits,” he mutters.

I hear the sound of a condom wrapper opening, and prepare to feel Blake’s cock at my entrance.

“You ready for me, sugar?” Blake asks, rubbing his covered head through the wetness he created with my orgasm.

I nod. “So ready.”

“Hang on tight, beautiful,” Blake says gruffly, gripping my hips.

I look up at Aidan. He’s staring at me with so much heat in his gaze, I feel singed.

Blake shifts his hips and thrusts, sliding deep and we both groan.

“Fuck, Elise, you’re…” He trails off as he pauses, then pulls back and thrusts again. “You’re so fucking tight. You feel so damned good.”

He’s holding my thighs as he withdraws and then sinks deep again.

“Oh my God, yes,” is all I’m able to manage.

Now Simon is kissing my neck, Aidan is sucking on my nipple, and Blake is stretching me so good.

Simon just fucked me last night, but I feel so tight around Blake and so full. I grip Simon’s arm. With the way Simon is lying against me, I can’t get my arm up to touch Blake.

I try to move my arm that’s next to Aidan. I need to grab onto Blake’s shoulder or something. I wiggle it out from between our bodies, but Aidan catches my fingers.

“You’re good. You’re all ours,” he says gruffly. He draws my arm up over my head and pins my wrist to the mattress. “Simon and I are hanging on to you tight.”

Simon presses more firmly against my side, and I feel him wrap a hand around my closest thigh. “Damn right,” he agrees. He pulls my thigh wider and higher.

Blake groans as he sinks even deeper. “Fuck.”

“Just let yourself go, love,” Simon whispers against my ear.

I feel untethered. Like I have nothing keeping me grounded, no leverage.

But then I let out a breath and relax, sink into it, focus on the guys and…it’s incredible.

Aidan and Simon hold me tightly between them, Blake fucks into me deep and hard, and I feel every inch of all their bodies, every touch, every kiss, every dark whisper, every dirty word, every bit of praise.

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