Page 112 of Light My Fire

“Please...” I put a little pleading into my voice.

“Brooke.”

He’s using that deep, commanding voice that absolutely heats me to my core. I know he’s trying to be bossy and thinksthat’s going to get me to listen to him. What it’s really doing is making me need him even more.

“I’ll do anything you want, except not have you inside me tonight,” I tell him.

I feel an actual shudder go through him and I know it’s barely restrained lust.

The power I feel at that is addicting.

I run my mouth up and down his strong neck. “Please, Luke.”

I don’t know what exactly it is that finally breaks him, but he grips my waist. Then he pulls me back and turns me so I’m facing the bed, where Wyatt is still sitting.

“Hands on Wyatt’s thighs,” Luke tells me as he bends me at the waist. I feel his big hand stroking up and down my back and over my ass. “This time he’s going to need to hold onto you.”

Oh my God, I’m still wet, but I feel my pussy respond to the dark promise in his words.

I meet Wyatt's eyes as I brace my hands on his thighs. He covers my hands with his. “You are incredible,” he tells me, his voice rough.

Luke’s hand is between my legs now, stroking through my wetness, circling my clit. “Last time I’m going to ask?—”

He slides two thick fingers into me and I gasp.

“You ready for me?”

“Yes, God yes,” I say, making my voice as strong as I can. “I want you, Luke.”

Jackson moves against my side, gathering my hair back into a ponytail.

“Fuck, this is the hottest experience of my life,” he says to all of us in general.

I feel the head of Luke’s cock against my entrance and I push back slightly. The next thing I feel is a sharp sting against my ass.

I gasp. Luke just spanked me.

“Stand there and take what I give you,” he says firmly. Then he thrusts.

Even if I was going to say something—sass him or tease him or argue—he just stole my breath.

He didn’t ease in, he didn’t hesitate, he’s deep all at once.

“OhGod,” is all I manage.

“You can take it,” Wyatt tells me, stroking his hands up and down my arms. “Let him have that amazing pussy that Jackson and I just fucked.”

“You’re doing so well,” Jackson tells me from my side, brushing his hand over my face and down my neck. “Such a good girl. You’re able to handle all three of your men, aren’t you?”

I don’t hear anything from Luke except harsh breathing and the slapping of skin as he thrusts into me over and over. But I feel him in every inch of my body.

Every nerve ending is on fire, and every single one of his thrusts not only fills up my pussy, but I feel like he’s filling my entire body with emotions I can’t even define.

Having them all three here like this, touching me, talking to me, watching the others take me, feels like a dream. A hot, dirty, erotic fantasy that I didn’t even know I had before the cabin and I wouldn’t even tell my closest friends about. This is deep dark secret stuff.

But I share it with these men. They’re not judging. They’reenjoyingevery minute right along with me.

And I will relive it over and over and over again. I know that. But I never want it to end.

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