Page 149 of Hell Breaks Loose

They’re right there. I could touch them.

But now I’m committed to this torturous game, holding myself back, trying to keep from making a sound as I slip a finger inside, imagining Tell doing the same. Imagining how his cock would feel slipping between my lips, into my depths.

Of course I know exactly how that feels.

And I want it so fucking bad I can practically taste his sticky release on my tongue. Feel the boiling hot magma of his jism filling my core.

The smallest squeak slips through my lips as a pulse of excitement shivers up behind my belly button, coiling inside me like a spring ready to shoot off. It only gets worse, or better, when Gavin groans softly, turning toward me, his face an inch away from my ear and searing the cup of my lobe with his hot breath.

“Fuuuh—” I breathe, curling my fingers tighter inside myself. This is so silly. And making me so unbelievably horny.

I’m heading straight for a small peak, drawing my fingers out long enough to swirl around my apex and back in. My legs are full-on shaking now.

And still, neither of them stirs.

I’m seconds from a trembling release when Tell shifts, turning toward me, as well. Pinned on both sides. With two mouthwatering men rock hard against my thighs.

Without a second thought, I roll over toward Tell, taking his entire length into me in one fell swoop. The slick between my legs slides him in so smoothly.

I barely have a second to catch my breath, to adjust.

Gavin eases into the space where I just was, and he’s ripe for the taking.

My fingers wrap around him, stroking him to the top, plunging down the base of him. Right as I fold at the waist, sucking him into my mouth with a hunger that I can’t deny.

He’s so fucking big.

And Tell fills me so perfectly.

I make it through three rolls of my hips, two deep, throat-stretching swallows, when they both come alive to my touch, taking the entire situation in stride. Or in stroke.

Gavin edges closer to us, his fingers lacing through my hair, caressing my face and neck.

Tell bucks gently under me, matching time to the gyration of my hips.

The motion sways the bed, rolling through all three of us like a sensual tide. Splashing up the beach, back down.

And I keep the pace steady.

Speeding up or going harder will make me spiral over the edge. And I’m building toward something so much bigger by controlling the rise of my climax.

They take the cue from my low, grunting moans, muffled by the swell of Gavin filling my mouth, driven by the thrumming beat of Tell pressing over and over against my inner wall.

I barely have to move, bent around him this way.

Both of my centers of bliss are engaged, the friction of our bodies pressing into my swollen bud, his stunningly hard cock claiming my inner summit repeatedly. Susurrations of rapturous vibrations curl my toes, winding through my calves, through the backs of my knees with a flush of heat, along the backs of my legs, pebbling my skin with gooseflesh. The silent rush makes its way up my back muscles, into my shoulder blades, forcing my chest down into Tell’s stomach, tingling out into my fingertips, to the tips of my nipples, reverberating through my neck and crashing into my brain with a thunderous spray of stardust, showering back down through my body like meteors, steaking simmering heat along in their wake.

I’m flushed.

Trembling.

And my two lovers are solely fixated on me. Waiting for me to soar. Intent on holding the line, carrying me along toward that cliff where I’ll take flight.

I’m so lost in the moment of pure bliss that I almost forget to breathe, tipping my head back to gasp for air right as Gavin cries his pleasure out to me, gushing forth in my fist, onto my tongue.

Right as Tell rocks back and forth harder, deeper, pulsing within me.

It’s more than I can bear.

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