Page 9 of A Not So Silent Night

The words no more than leave my mouth and Kris fists the shirt at the nape of his neck. My eyes are fixated on him as he drags it over his head. I swallow hard as he tosses the shirt haphazardly to the floor.

Holy fucking shit…

While I could tell he was a big guy, he was hiding an absolutely jacked body beneath those clothes. Nearlyevery inch of his chiseled muscles is covered in black and gray ink, only further accentuating each nook and bulge of him.

Nick tugs at my shirt, and I lift my shoulders from the counter, allowing him to pull it over my head. His fingers then pull at the elastic holding in my bun, carefully trying to free my damp, curly locks. As Nick causes my hair to cascade toward the floor, Kris hooks his fingers under the elastic of the pants. He pulls them down my thighs and lets them slide over my feet to the floor.

Realizing that I am sprawled naked on this counter beneath these two incredibly gorgeous men, I suddenly can’t breathe.

Is this really happening?

Kris’s rough palms slide over my thighs as his eyes rake over every inch of me. “Relax, Olivia.” His voice is soft and soothing. “Nothing is going to happen that you don’t want. And we’ll be sure to go easy on you.”

“This time,” Nick snarls against my ear moments before his lips and tongue roughly kiss along my neck.

“Fuck, Olive,” Kris groans as he climbs over my body, and I can’t help but smile at the cuteness of the name he just called me. He places a soft kiss against my lips and brushes the hair from my face pausing to ask, “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I whisper back while rapidly nodding. My nerves are still getting the better of me, but his gentleness is so reaffirming.

“Naughty little girl,” Nick growls in my ear as Kris’s lips trail down my neck and between my breasts. He pauses at the base of my sternum to look up at me before continuing down my stomach. My breath audibly hitches when his lips reach the sensitive skin at my inner thigh, and I can feel Nick’s smile as he growls against my neck.

“She’s so fucking wet,” Kris’s fingers part the lips of my pussy. “It’s practically fucking dripping on the counter.”

This would be the time someone comments about that?

My embarrassment is immediately halted when Nick wraps his hand around my throat and gravelly[KA1]whispers in my ear, “Watch him, Jersey. Watch how fucking eager he is to lick up every last drop of you.”

CHAPTER 8

Nick

My fingers wrap around Olivia’s throat, and I grip firmly just below her jaw as my tongue slides along the shell of her ear. The two of us watch in anticipation as Kris’s lips and tongue tease every inch of the skin surrounding her perfectly bare cunt.

Her hips twitch, trying desperately to place Kris’s lips and tongue where she wants them.

Where she needs them.

The flat of Kris’s tongue firmly licks the length of her cunt, and he lets out a feral groan as her whole body trembles.

“Does she taste good?” My heavy breathing draws out the jealousy-tinged words—fuck, I want to taste her—as I watch his tongue firmly swipe against her again.

“Like sweet fucking heaven.” Her arousal glistens on his lips as he answers me. He licks them, and I watch him savor her taste again as his hands spread her wider.

Kris buries his face against her cunt, and her fingers claw and dig at my pant-covered thighs. Her tits heave with every labored breath she draws, her nipples tight and needy for my mouth. Leaning over her shoulder, I swirl my tongue around one before sucking it into my mouth.

I can feel Olivia’s body writhing beneath me, breathy whimpers repeatedly passing over her lips. The sweet noises coming from her travel straight to my throbbing cock.

Mercilessly lapping and sucking at her clit, Kris brings her right to the edge before stopping. “Fuck, Olive.” His pussy-soaked face kisses against her inner thigh. “I could fucking drown in you and die happy.”

“Are you going to come all over his face?” I kiss and bite my way up her neck. “Are you going to give him what he wants, Jersey?”

His tongue returns to her clit, and she groans, “Yes.”

My lips cover hers, and I swallow her screams as Kris quickly works her back to the brink. Her cries of pleasure fill my lungs as she repeatedly comes undone for him, and they taste almost as good as they sound.When I finally pull back from her, I drag her lower lip between my teeth, causing her to moan.

Kissing over her swollen cunt, Kris slides her thighs from his shoulders as he stands. A handful of orgasms, and she already looks satiated and exhausted.

She clearly didn’t realize what she was in for.

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