Page 48 of Hell Breaks Loose

My hands are theirs as I stroke circles over my belly, down my hips.

Each of them had a way, their own special way of touching me.

Each time I touch myself, I flash through all three, the memories of the sensations setting my head spinning, my body arching in anticipation of more.

Evan’s eyes lock onto mine as he pinches my chin between his fingers, raising my lips to his, claiming my mouth. Just as Gavin’s massive hands find those curves, the dip right inside my hips, massaging his fingers down toward my center. All the while, Tell nibbles my ear, my neck, tweaking my nipples and sending chills through my entire body.

Reaching back, I grip him, his rigid length flexing in one hand. The other finds Evan in front of me, guiding him toward my core, slipping his rock hard shaft between my thighs, dragging my clit along him, all while Gavin presses into me from behind. He slips up between my slick, soapy ass cheeks, idly grinding into me, driving me wild with the promise of that pumping rhythm sliding into me instead.

In seconds, I’m burning up, sweat beading on my forehead.

Two fingers spear into my folds, spreading me apart. Getting me ready for them.

Another hand slips down behind me, caressing my other entrance, toying with the idea of being with all three of them, of taking them all at once.

Tell’s thumb spirals over my clit, making me bite down on my lip hard.

Right before a finger slips into my opening, curling tightly against my front, pressing that sweetest spot. But just for a second.

I need them to make it last.

To build the tension and anticipation until I want to fucking scream.

God, I love the way they all made me scream.

“Evan…” I moan, his cock plunging into me.

“Tell,” I whine, his fingers massaging every inch of my skin. Then he’s in my mouth, swallowed to the hilt.

“Gav…” I whimper, already feeling the pulsing waves washing through me as he slides in, filling me completely.

Water splashes and ripples with my writhing, rocking back and forth.

“F–fuck…” I gasp, my legs tightening around them, bracing for the onslaught of bliss burgeoning within me.

In that moment, they’re all there, all around me.

In me, against me.

Gavin, then Evan, then Tell.

Pounding their love into me, one at a time, then together.

My mind won’t settle on one scenario, flickering between highlights of our passion in the past and fantasies of more to come.

They know every nook and sensitive spot, how to make me unravel.

I don’t bother covering my mouth as I begin to shake, splashing water all over the bathroom floor.

“Yes! Yes!” I cry out, planting my feet and pushing back into the wall of the tub.

An all-consuming aura cascades down from my scalp to my toes as I soar over the edge. One wave, then another, of searing ecstasy barrels through me, keeping me clenched around my hands until they hurt. But I don’t let up until the final rush explodes like a starburst in my core, releasing every bit of stress.

In the afterglow, I trace circles on my skin as the water level drops.

Must have knocked the drain plug loose.

Which is perfect, the cool air prickling my skin, hardening my nipples and relieving my scorching blush. Sighing, I slump back, catching my breath.

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