Page 18 of Gifted To His Dad

We all groan when he licks a path through my slit, lifting my hips higher so he can thrust his tongue into my core.

Griffin grips his cock through his jogging pants, and I desperately want to see it. I glimpsed it when I accidentally walked into his room, and I need to know if it’s as big as I remember.

“You want to taste her, don’t you?” Cole asks, running his tongue over my clit.

“Fuck,” Griffin moans.

“What about you, Eve? Do you want him to taste you?” Cole looks so turned on it makes me want to let go and just chase the pleasure.“We won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. But don’t worry about me.” He bites the inside of my thigh. “This is hot as fuck.”

There’s no jealousy, only lust in his voice. It feels like permission.Acceptance.For the first time in my life, I can have everything that I want.

He thrusts his fingers back inside and curls them, hitting that sensitive spot. “I’ll ask again. Do you want him to taste you?”

I nod, craving it.

Cole shakes his head. “This time, I need you to use your words.”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“I want him to…taste me,” I beg.

Griffin growls, and they switch places so he’s between my thighs, his hot breath against my core. He’s more aggressive when he takes me, mouth devouring every inch, humming as he licks a path up my seam. “You taste so good. I could drown in you.”

I gasp when his tongue buries inside me, filling me over and over before he replaces it with his fingers. My brain goes fuzzy as my nerves come alive at his touch. His palm is rough on my thigh as he holds me open, devouring me thoroughly until I’m calling out his name and begging him for something I can’t even understand. The only rational thought I have is that I need more. More of him. More ofthem.

Griffin flattens his tongue against my clit before sucking on it as his fingers curl, pressing that deep, sensitive spot within me. Any last thought I’d been holding on to shatters under what this man is doing to me.

I wrap my trembling legs around his back, no longer able to hold them up on my own. Tension builds as shivers travel through my body, coiling as Griffin drives me higher and higher until it feels like I can touch the sky before he drops me down and lets my orgasm suck me under.

I’m shaking as my orgasm pulses through me for what feels like minutes instead of moments.

The back of my head drops to the table as I struggle to inhale.

Griffin wipes his face, then sucks his fingers into his mouth, moaning around them.

It’s so hot that it goes against the laws of physics—even after that mind-bending orgasm, my body craves more.

Griffin steps away, letting Cole replace him between my thighs.

My boyfriend’s clear green eyes stare down at me with lust as he runs the tip of his cock along my entrance. “You are soaked for us. So ready to take my cock.”

He slowly fills me until he bottoms out.

Griffin grips my thigh, pulling it wider, and looks down to where his stepson and I are connected. “You take him so well, Baby Girl.”

The veins in Griffin’s forearm stand out. How can someone’s forearm be so hot?

He pushes down his pants and fists the tip of his cock. His thighs flex as he strokes himself faster, the tip growing wet with precum. My heart’s racing in my chest, a heavy lust rushing through my veins, heading straight to my core. It practically begs me to touch it. He’s staring at me with dark eyes, not looking away as he fucks his hand.

I dig my nails into Cole’s hands, where they grip my hips as he thrusts harder into me, leading me closer and closer to the edge.

“Your pussy’s clenching around me,” Cole grunts, slamming into me, his hot gaze on mine. “Come for us, Eve.”

With his words, I’m coming again. This time, it’s all-consuming. Like it’s being ripped through me, body and soul, as my release takes over me.

“That’s it. Come for us,” Cole says, filling me with spurts of hot liquid.

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