Page 105 of Shameless

It’s how my guys make me feel.

Safe, loved, sexy, beautiful, wanted. I’ve been chasing this feeling my whole life and I’ve only ever found it with the three men in my bed right now.

It isn’t even about sex. Our connection goes beyond the physical attraction. It’s built on trust and friendship, on the desire to make each other happy.

I feel Crew’s kiss in every fiber of my being and for a moment I get lost in the sensation of his lips, of our bodies joined in the most intimate embrace I’ve ever experienced.

“Fuck me,” Jules is staring at us, the heat in his eyes unmistakable. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

My eyes leave his, to descend over his taut, muscular body and settle on his hand, wrapped around his cock.

Jules is fucking his own fist, slowly gliding from base to tip.

“Babe,” I call him. “I want you too.”

He doesn’t let me ask twice, he stands up on the mattress so that his cock is level with my face.

“Open up, Luls,” he encourages me, feeding me his cock.

I take inch after delicious inch and once he hits the back of my throat, I bask in the feeling of finally being completely whole.

We were made for each other and no matter what happens tomorrow, nothing can change the feeling that I’m theirs and they’re mine.

When Crew begins moving, grinding his hips slowly, the pleasure that had been simmering right under the surface of my skin comes alive.

My inner muscles spasm, flooded with sensation.

“Fuck.” Stefan and Crew groan in unison.

Stefan moves, thrusting upward every time Crew grinds down, the movement pushing my face down on Jules’s hard shaft.

Jules is so deep down my throat that my eyes water and tears stream down my face.

“Are you ok?” he worries, easing out of my mouth.

“I’m perfect. Please don’t stop, Jules. I love the way it feels when you’re deep into my mouth.”

My words of encouragement have the desired effect. Jules enters me again, grabbing a fistful of my hair on the top of my head to control his depth and speed inside my mouth.

In the meantime, Stefan and Crew have found the perfect rhythm, moving in sync.

“Baby,” Crew’s voice sounds extremely strained. “I don’t think I can hold on any longer. I’m gonna come.”

His hands are on my hips, just above Stefan’s, his hold on me tightening as he thrusts so deep that his balls slap against the sensitive skin of the back of my ass and pussy.

“That feels so good,” I moan.

Crew’s cock twitches and pulses right before I feel his warmth spilling inside me.

“Fuck, I can feel you pulse inside her.” Stefan pants, his eyes closed as if he was in pain. “I’m done too, it feels too good.”

His cock feels harder than steel inside me. For a second it’s as if it was getting bigger and then Stefan follows Crew over the edge.

“Sweet Jesus,” Jules’s eyes are fixed where Stefan and I are joined. “I think we should come too, Luls. I’m hanging on just for you. What do you say?”

I can’t say anything. My mouth is full of Jules, but I moan my approval as best as I can.

“I’ve got you, sweet girl.”

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