Page 110 of Light My Fire

But I don’t want to rest. My body is still tingling and hot all over. I know I should be satiated, maybe even sore, but I’m not. This all feels so dirty, forbidden even. I was a virgin two weeks ago. What am I doing lying in bed with two men who just watched another fuck me?

But even thinking about the situation causes a restless energy to go through me and I wiggle, suddenly needing to move.

“I don’t think we’ve worn her out yet,” Luke says. He drags his thumb over my lower lip again. “I think we have a very needy girl here who wants another cock in her cunt.”

The graphic words shoot heat straight through my pelvis. Without thinking, I stick my tongue out and swirl it around the pad of his thumb.

His eyes darken. “Put a condom on,” he tells Wyatt. “You’re up.”

Wyatt’s hand tightens on my hip briefly and I hear him mutter, “Holy fuck.”

I can tell he’s turned on. His voice gets that lower husky tone when he is. I can also feel his throbbing erection against my hip.

He shifts and I hear the bedside table drawer open and a condom package rustle.

“Lie on your back,” Luke says.

I assume he’s talking to Wyatt since I’m already on my back.

I liked the cowgirl position Jackson taught me, so I start to roll toward Wyatt. Luke stops me, his big hands on my hips.

“Come here,” he says. He gets off the bed, then drags me to the bottom of the mattress.

“Move to the bottom of the bed,” he tells Wyatt.

Wyatt moves until his legs are dangling off the end of the mattress, but he stays on his back. His cock is long and thick and hard, encased in a condom. He strokes his hand from tip to base, over and over, his eyes glued on me.

“Right here.” Luke starts to lift me as if I’m going to sit in Wyatt‘s lap, but I’m facing away from Wyatt.

“I don’t get to see her face? Or those pretty tits bouncing while she rides me?” Wyatt asks. I feel his hands settle on my hips.

“You get her tight pussy around your cock,” Luke says as they continue talking about me as if I’m not here. “I want to see her face, tits, and the way she looks stretched out over you.”

Wyatt groans. “Fuck. Okay. We can always trade places another time because that sounds hot as hell.”

Luke’s gaze locks on mine. “Yeah.”

Luke helps position me over Wyatt’s cock, and there’s something incredibly hot and deliciously naughty about that.

I feel Wyatt’s hand underneath me, where he’s holding his cock, guiding me with one hand on my hip. Luke’s hands are on my waist and together they get me into position without me doing anything. I feel like I’m just a toy here for their pleasure and I flush with how much I like that. Then Wyatt pulls me down, slowly, but firmly, and I sink onto his cock, taking his entire length all at once.

He fills me up, and in this position, I feel every inch. I’m grateful for the previous orgasms and Jackson’s help in getting me warm and stretched out.

Speaking of Jackson, he strides back into the room as Luke lifts me, then lets me sink down again. I cry out and grip Luke’s forearms hard.

“Jesus,” Jackson says huskily, stopping a couple of feet away and just taking in the sight.

“Use me for leverage,” Luke tells me, drawing my gaze back to him. “Hold on to me while you fuck Wyatt.”

Oh, my God. I’m burning up. Wyatt has my pussy full, I’m holding onto Luke as I start to lift and lower, and Jackson is watching me with lust and awe that I swear I can feel seep into my skin.

I move a little faster, and I hear Wyatt swear, and his fingers dig into my hips. My breasts bounce, pulling both Luke’s and Jackson’s eyes. I tip my head back feeling completely wanton and like the object of every one of these men’s sexual fantasies.

It’s addicting.

“Jackson,” Luke grits out. “Get over here and play with her clit.”

“Love to.”

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