Page 110 of Four Times Forever

"Where are we?" I asked, climbing into the front.

"I wanted to take us to a hotel so I could make love to you like I've been wanting to forever, but I realized I don't know anywhere around here." He chuckled deep in his throat.

His cock was out, I noticed, and I wanted it in my mouth, but the seats were already pulled up so close in the front.

"Still got enough energy left over for me?" He smiled, following my eyes to his throbbing blood-filled dick.

"Is that a trick question?" I asked, throwing my leg over his hips and straddling him. Right away, he was inside me and we both sighed.

"Mm." He bit his lip, savoring me as I savored him, rotating my hips against his length.

"You still give me butterflies like the first day we met, you know that?" He breathed, cupping the back of my neck and resting his forehead against mine.

He was as red as an apple, exercising all his fucking control not to fuck me with abandon, which was still hot when Ethan, Matt, and Ryan did it, but fuck, this was sexy as well. My body cried for him to move inside me. My hips worked against him, the sound of my pussy slurping that dick down.

"I gave you butterflies?" I panted.

He answered me with a deep, slow kiss. His hands moved to cup my naked breasts, out over my dress. His kisses grew hungrier. He lost control of his restraint and when our lips separated, he pushed my back into the dashboard. I didn't have time to mourn the loss of his sweet lips because his even sweeter dick soared within me, making me cry out, my own butterflies fluttering throughout every nerve.

"Eric..." I panted his name.

"I've loved you from the day we met. I can't believe you gave me a chance." He confirmed, eyes welling up, face tensing, gaze narrowing and sex eyes penetrating me as deeply as his cock.

"Fuck, Eric. I love you." I responded as he squeezed my breasts and brought us both over the edge.

We were laughing with each other in our mutual exhaustion when Ethan popped his head between the two seats.

"Now, let's go meet my jet. Because I'm not done with you yet." His brown eyes darkened as his telling smirk melted my insides.

I couldn't wait. But...

"Surprise!" I yelled, when we stepped inside the jet and there were tuxedos waiting for them.

They looked at each other and back at me, grinning.

"What's going on?" Ryan asked.

"We're getting...married?" I said, wondering whether or not I'd jumped the gun. "If you'll still have me?"

Ethan laughed out loud.

"Of course we'll still have you." He started moving toward me with those eyes that told me he was about to dick me down again.

"Great!" I dodged him. "Because there's a wedding waiting for us back at home. Surprise," I said again, a little weaker.

My cheeks were on fire and my stomach cramped as I crossed my fingers, hoping that they were in the mood for a big old party after being locked away for close to a decade. Nibbling on my bottom lip, I began to sweat.

"Well, fuck. Our woman knows what she wants, how can we say no?" Matt's admiring gaze moved over me along with his sexy ass smile.

"Yeah, but we all have to shower and get ready. The guests have been waiting for quite a while." I scrunched up my face, guilty, because—well, I wanted time with my men before I had to share them with anyone else.

We stopped off at a nearby hotel, fighting the urge to get it on yet again, while tempting fate by showering together, to 'save time'. What a crock of shit. My pussy was still soaking wet after my bath, every brush of the fabric of my bra against my nipples had me close to orgasm, my lace panties stroking my clit.

"Girl, where are you?!" Ann-Marie came bursting through the hotel doors.

I had called her over from the mansion where everything was set up, because I needed help here.

"Where are the guys?" I asked, not wanting them to see me in my wedding dress before the wedding. Heaven knows we didn't need any more bad luck.

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