Page 106 of Light My Fire

“How about three touching you?” Wyatt asks, sliding his big palm up her inner thigh as Luke lazily circles her clit and I continue to tease her nipple.

“Yes,” she answers breathlessly.

“Not too much for our sweet little virgin?” he asks.

Her cheeks are flushed and her pupils wide. She shakes her head. “Not too much. I want more.”

I lean in and kiss the upper swell of the breast I am teasing. “That’s right. You’re not a sweet little virgin anymore, are you? Have we made you greedy? Did we find your dirty side, sweetheart?”

She’s breathing fast and she nods. “Yes. I think so.”

I latch onto her nipple through the bra, sucking gently. “Have you used that vibrator in the past two weeks? Thinking of us? Thinking of how your three men fucked you so good in that cabin?”

“God. Yes.”

Luke gives a low groan, and he must press harder on her clit, because she gasps his name.

“Let me help.” Wyatt reaches up and pulls the cup of Brooke’s bra away from her breast, baring her nipple to me.

The sweet, hard nub brushes my lips, and I immediately lick over it, then suck hard.

Her soft cry shoots straight to my cock.

Wyatt pulls both cups down beneath her breasts, which bares and lifts them perfectly. Then he reaches for her panties, dragging them down her legs. “I think our dirty girl is ready for some direct contact,” he says.

Luke immediately starts working her clit in faster circles.

“Fuck, Angel, you’re so wet. Are we making you needy?”

“Yes, god,” she says brokenly.

“I’m definitely getting okay with seeing you both touching her,” Wyatt says. “This is fucking hot. Jackson, you should watch two other men with Brooke.”

I lift my head and look down her body where Luke is working her. Wyatt slides his hand up, then slips a thick finger into her pussy.

Her gasp is beautiful.

“Fuck,” I breathe out. “That is hot.” I look at her face. “You like having both of their hands on you? Is that pretty cunt feeling good, sweetheart?”

Brooke seems to be moving a little beyond the ability to speak. Her eyes are shut, and she’s breathing rapidly.

I reach out and brush her hair back away from her face. “Open your eyes, beautiful,” I tell her. “Stay with us. All of us.”

Her eyes open, and she focuses on me. Kind of. She looks a little dazed.

I lean in and kiss her. Her mouth is desperate on mine, her tongue stroking mine hungrily.

I lift my head, staring down at her. “Give her another finger, Wyatt.”

I know when he does because she cries out.

“Suck on her,” Luke commands and I know he means me.

I take one nipple in my mouth and roll the other between my thumb and finger.

“Come for us, Angel,” Luke tells her. “Come apart for your three men.”

A moment later, she cries out, “Oh mygod!”

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