Page 73 of The Hat Trick

Vince grumbles, but I think I’m the only one that hears it.

“Anything else?” Brent asks, softly.

“No one can know. You guys are famous athletes, and this would make me look like some jersey chasing slut.”

“I don’t know about being considered famous, but thank you for the ego boost, baby,” Vince jokes, nibbling at my ear, and I scrunch my shoulder with my unattractive giggle.

“Either way, this stays private,” I make sure to let them know I’m serious.

“Will you still come to games?” Brent questions, and his tone makes it known that he will respect whatever decision I make.

“I will, not all of them,” I look up at Vince to make sure that’s clear, and he rolls his eyes, “but yes, I will go to some games.”

“And when you do, who will you leave with?” Matt asks.

“Whoever hasn’t pissed me off,” I snap back at him.

“That’s another thing when it comes to communicating, if you’re upset with any of us, say something. Don’t just sit on it, I guarantee you we want to know,” Brent explains.

“Oh, don’t worry,” I direct my gaze at Matt, “I’ll tell you.”

“Bunny, you act like you don’t love it when I drive you crazy,” he winks at me.

I smirk, “Take notes, McQuaid, you’re going to need them.”

I swing my leg over Vince’s lap, straddling him immediately while attacking his mouth with my own. His hands grip my hips automatically while he meets my feverish kiss with the same intensity, and just like that the time for talking is over. I want them. They want me. This is happening.

Vince adjusts me to wrap more tightly around his body while he stands from the couch, I gasp into his mouth at the show of strength while he handles me like I’m a feather and he starts walking. I don’t know where we are going, I don’t know if the other two are following, I’m so consumed in him I don’t even care. They can catch up if they want.

I’m thrown down on the bed, my hair flies in front of my face as I squeal in shock as my back hits a soft mattress. As I move my hair out of my face and get a look at the view that is at the foot of the bed, I feel like I could combust right now.

Vince is standing at the foot of the bed, blue eyes on fire. Matt and Brent are standing just inside the door. Matt looks like he’s about to pounce on me if no one else does while leaning against the wall, and Brent’s stare is intense, controlled like he always is.

I run my tongue along my lower lip before pulling it between my teeth. Vince reaches behind his back and pulls his shirt off, revealing the sculpted body I’ll never get tired of seeing.

“Who are you wanting tonight, baby?” he asks, his silky voice turned husky with desire.

“All of you,” I reply softly, barely able to get the words out.

Vince turns to look at the other two. “You hear that? She wants all of us,” he turns back toward me, “where do you want us?”

“Anywhere, just do something,please,” I beg.

Matt pushes away from the wall, stalking forward to stand next to Vince. “Such a needy little slut for us, aren’t you, Bunny?”

I catch Vince’s gaze on me to see if I have a negative reaction to what Matt just said. My thighs tighten to ease the ache and I nod in his direction. I love Brent’s praise, but something about the degradation coming from Matt is just as heady.

“First, I need to taste this desperate little cunt of yours.” Matt reaches up to rip at my pants, removing them from my body at an impressive pace, taking my panties with them before everything is thrown to the side.

I barely have time to react before he’s leaning down, yanking me forward by my thighs and latching his mouth onto my center. I cry out at the sensation as he begins to eat me like he’s never had a meal in his life. I grip his hair, pulling him tighter against my pussy while bucking my hips to meet his greedy mouth.

Suddenly, my head is yanked to the side by my hair and another mouth is on mine. I gasp, immediately knowing it’s Vince’s plush perfect lips. His tongue pushes into my mouth while Matt pushes his inside my pussy. I’m being consumed by both of them, and I still desperately want more. I’m begging for more in the way I push Matt’s face deeper into me, and battle Vince’s tongue.

My shirt is pushed up over my chest, Vince’s mouth breaking away from mine only for a brief moment. My bra is off in a second and I don’t think I’ve ever been so relieved to be free of all my clothes.

Then, another set of hands are on me, gripping my breasts before rolling my nipples between rough talented fingers. I try to break away from Vince’s mouth to catch my breath on a moan, but he doesn’t let me, yanking my hair tighter in his fist while the other two play my body like professionals.

Brent’s lips wrap around one of my painfully pointed peaks and he sucks while Matt laps at my clit and I bite down on Vince’s lip. I’m finally able to rip away from him to take a deep breath, but then another mouth is taking my own and this time it’s Brent while Vince moves to my chest.

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