Page 179 of Hell Breaks Loose

Just as Tell’s hands dip into the hollow of my back, over my cheeks, spreading me apart and playing one finger over my ring. Every one of their touches hint at what’s to come, promising days of unequaled fun.

And where their hands continue hinting at my future delights, Evan’s vanish.

Leaving me to look up, finding him just out of reach, taunting me like he does, sitting back on his heels, looking like an absolute snack.

He’s completely naked.

Rock hard and ready.

And grinning arrogantly down on me as I begin to suck in deep, stimulating breaths to ever deeper exploration of my center behind me. A thick finger opens my entrance, one, then the other.

Easing me into a state of total acquiescence.

It’s what I have been waiting so long for.

For all three of them to have their way with me.

To take me to new heights of satisfaction. Devastating rapture.

Already, I’m squirming in anticipation and the first waves of enjoyment.

And as Tell pulls my wrists behind my back, dragging me up onto my knees, I’m reminded of our first uninterrupted encounter…

Without warning, Tell slaps my ass, making me flex, clenching up and shivering through my core as I writhe on my knees.

Closing my eyes makes it more tense, never knowing when he’ll strike, never knowing where he is. Another. Another.

My aching middle is trembling, feeling the slick of my arousal soaking into my panties with every squirm. I’m about to start begging, desperate for him to touch me when he tears my ruined underwear down, immediately replacing the fabric with his tongue along the folds of my aching sex.

“Oh, Tell!!” I scream, nearly collapsing in ecstasy.

His tongue is fire on my skin, exploring my lips from behind, circling my apex and teasing my entrance with his fingers.

Tucking my knees in tighter, I spread myself for him, arching my back, pressing my chest into the mattress to give him better access to the place where I need him most. He laughs, that deeper, huskier laugh that makes my legs quiver, right before he slides one finger into me, bracing his thumb higher up, pressing against my star, making me tighten nervously.

But it’s the sweetest form of torture and anticipation.

As soon as I feel his tongue pierce me, I’m easing back into a deeper arch, driving my hips straight back and open to accommodate his tongue, to let him in as deep as he wants to go. He licks deep and long, roiling the tip of his talented tongue around in circles that have my head spinning to match.

The only thing missing is to taste him in turn.

And he is more than willing to cater to my desire.

Tell levers me over his head, right over his face, pulling me down over his mouth with fierce demand. When he buries his tongue in me again, I can’t help but drag him from his shorts, thrust him into my mouth.

Wicked lashes deep inside me have me moaning in seconds, vibrating along his shaft. Each gulp of my sucking lips make him cock his hips harder, every flick of that masterpiece sends me into a fucking seizure of bliss.

All the while, I catch Gavin out of the corner of my eye leaning back on the huge bed, stroking his thick, stunning column with one fist, pumping in time to my head.

Just when I think it can’t get better, I feel Evan in the cleft of my ass, playing with my rear, soaking one finger before drilling it into me, warming me up for pleasures to come.

And all I can think about is our bickering, sniping, and angry beginnings.

In his dance studio, at each other’s throat.

Until we gave in to what we couldn’t fight anymore.

Looking back over my shoulder, I see that same look he gave me back then. Only now, it’s more loving. Hotter. Deeper.

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