Page 30 of Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

My eyes land on a pair of hand-crafted leather cuffs and curiosity gets the better of me. “Are you planning on restraining me this evening?”

“Maybe. Are you going to be good for us?” Chance teases with a wicked gleam in his eyes.

Brody drags the tip of his index finger over the top of my cleavage. “Oh, I know she’ll be good for us. Isn’t that right, baby?”

Feeling bratty, I reply with a slight shrug. “Maybe.”

“Sounds like you’re ready to play.” He briefly searches my face, looking for any indication that I’ll stop him. When he doesn’t find it, his patience crumbles and he tugs me into his arms. Brody steals my breath with a fevered kiss before scooping me up and carrying me to the bed. Noah and Chance are right behind us as their lustful gazes observe our every move.

“Tell us what you want,” Noah instructs, and Brody releases me from our kiss. But I’m struggling to give an answer while he trails his lips down my neck, nipping and sucking at my delicate flesh. “Don’t overthink it. There’s no judgment here. And between the three of us, I’m sure we can fulfill any desire you have.”

My eyes close and my pussy pulses as my mind filters through my recent fantasies starring my sexy bosses.

I want to be yours in every sense of the word. To be your filthy slut who you fuck hard and mark with all your cum until I feel utterly used and cherished and wanted.

My eyelids flutter open and I find Noah staring at me with a villainous grin as if he can read my mind. “Say it,” he demands.

“Own me,” I tell him, and I see his breath hitch. “Make me a fuck toy for the three of you until I’m screaming and begging for more.”

His smile is smug as he moves to the edge of the bed and sits down beside me. “Then get on your knees and suck my cock.”

I fall to the floor immediately, kneeling between his powerful thighs while my fingers fumble with his zipper. Freeing his girthy dick, I stroke it once before pulling him deep into my mouth. He inhales sharply as he fists my hair, the ache of my scalp a welcomed pain.

“Fuck, this mouth of yours is perfect. I wanna see you cry while you choke on my cock,” he groans, and I eagerly try to take him in deeper.

In my peripheral, I spot Brody pulling out his long, thick dick, roughly stroking himself as he uses his precum for lube. Wanting to give him a good show, I lean back and swirl my tongue around Noah’s crown before slowly licking the engorged vein that runs along the underside. Then I tease his slit and take him to the back of my throat, gagging on his length as I try to swallow him whole.

“Christ, Selena. You look so fucking beautiful with a mouthful of cock,” Chance praises from behind me, and I beam with pride. Then he crouches down and skims his fingers over my inner thighs before thrusting them deep. The intrusion makes me gasp, but I spread my legs and let him farther inside me.

Noah takes the opportunity to shove my face down on his cock, until my nose presses against his abdomen and tears spill from my eyes. “Suck my dick, you pretty little whore.”

My jaw aches when he thrusts into my mouth, but I’m distracted by Chance brutally fucking my wet pussy with his fingers. I blink away my tears and glance at Brody to find him harshly stroking his cock, on the edge of his orgasm. We’re allabout to come when Noah holds me in place and spurts his salty release down my throat. I take it all, feeling my own orgasm take over, drenching Chance’s hand while Brody comes on my breasts. I lick Noah clean, then stick out my tongue to show him I didn’t waste a single drop.

“Filthy fucking girl,” he mutters hoarsely before leaning forward to kiss me.

Our tongues dance together as he tastes his own cum, and the erotic act has a fresh wave of arousal surging through my core. Before I can think, he breaks the kiss and stands, and I want nothing more than to have his delicious cock back in my mouth.

He grips my chin and looks deeply in my eyes. “You can have more later. If you’re a good little slut for me.”

I sink back on my heels and he disappears to somewhere else in the room.

Suddenly, I’m lifted from the floor and Chance spins me around to face him. “I need this off,” he declares while eyeing my dress as if the garment offends him.

I pull the material over my head, leaving myself in a pair of red lace panties. Brody grabs the fragile material and yanks hard, causing me to gasp when he rips it from my body. “What are you?—”

“We’ll buy you as many panties as you want but these…” He lifts the torn lace to his nose and deeply inhales. “These are mine,” he announces and stuffs them in his pocket.

My tongue snakes across my bottom lip before Chance pushes me back onto the bed, gliding his finger through my slit. “This pretty little pussy gets so wet when you suck cock. Did you know that?”

I did know that because I like sucking dick. But nothing turns me on more than when that dick belongs to one of them.

“Our girl’s a cock whore,” Chance says to Brody. “A dirty little slut who’ll let us do anything we want to her.”

Then, without warning, he dives in and laps at my pussy. His licks are slow and steady, edging me closer to another sweet release. I moan loudly when he teasingly swirls around my throbbing clit. Then his grip tightens on my thighs and pushes them farther apart. He forces my knees to the mattress, devouring my cunt and fucking me with his tongue. My breaths come faster as my orgasm stirs in my belly, but before I can reach that blissful edge, Chance pulls off and Brody takes his place.

“Mmm, I finally get another taste.” He closes his mouth around my clit, and I throw my head back into the sheets to let out a scream.

“Fuck!” I cry while my hands dig into his thick hair and my nails rake across his scalp.

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