Page 14 of Stuck On Them

He went to where my feet were hanging off the bed, his hand wrapping around my ankle. “We’re not done yet, Paige.”

“Five more minutes,” I muttered, closing my eyes.

His hand suddenly cracked across my ass and I yelped, scrambling to my hands and knees. He caught me around the waist and flipped me over. My cheeks flooded with heat and my stomach clenched in need. I wanted him to spank me again but he grabbed a pillow and shoved it under my ass to lift me.

We were still angled in a way where his friends could see both of us and he put my legs on one of his shoulders, the head of his cock teasing my entrance.

“I can feel your pussy throbbing for my cock, Paige.” The way my name rolled off his tongue was like a caress to my clit. “Whose pussy is this?”

He pushed the tip in.

“Yours,” I panted. “It’s your pussy. Now fuck it like you own it.”

He filled me with one smooth thrust, taking my breath away. “You’re so fucking tight.” He stilled for a moment, giving me time to adjust to his size. “You good?”

I nodded enthusiastically as he pulled out, leaving just his cockhead inside. I lifted my ass a little and he groaned before thrusting back in. His pace was borderline brutal, but it felt beyond amazing.

“More.” I gripped the comforter, glad there was something to hold onto. “Please, give me more.”

“You want more?”Thrust. Thrust.“This wet pussy wants me to own it?”

“Yes!” My breaths were coming hard even though I was doing minimal work, and sweat beaded on my brow and between my breasts.

He held my legs tighter to him and leaned his body back, hitting a new angle so his cock rubbed directly against my G-spot. “Pinch those sexy little nipples.”

I released the comforter, my fingers aching from squeezing so tight. “It feels so good, Ry.” I played with my nipples, zings of electricity going straight to my clit.

His thrusts were deep and fast, our skin slapping together, and the sounds of my wet pussy making me even more turned on.

“Pinch them hard,” he said through clenched teeth, reaching around my legs and sliding two along my clit.

“I’m so close.” I thought coming on his face was the best orgasm I’d ever had, but what was building in my core was about to knock that out of the water.

I pinched my nipples, and he squeezed his fingers on either side of my clit, moving his hand with impressive speed. Sparkling lights danced across my vision and then my orgasm slammed through my body. My mouth opened but no sound came out.

“Fuck, yes.” He groaned loudly, his cock slamming into me one last time before he joined me on the orgasm train, his hips moving in small circles and thrusts as he filled the condom.

I wished it was filling me.

My orgasm ebbed, and although my ears rang and my extremities tingled, I managed to prop myself onto my forearms to watch tattoo man come for a second time. The other man stared back at me, his hand covering his crotch.

Ryker was still, and I found him staring down at me. “Your pussy is perfect.”

I fell back onto the bed, throwing my arm over my eyes. “No. I think that was all your dick’s doing.”

He pulled out, and I whimpered at the sudden loss of contact. My legs were lowered, but I didn’t move, not ready to face the awkward aftermath.

There was movement from the three of them and I wondered what the heck they were doing until I heard the door open and then click shut. He wouldn’t just leave me without saying goodbye, would he?

I was too scared to look, but after a minute, I heard the sound of a light switch and then running water. It turned off and I listened closely for the sound of his feet against the carpet.

“How are you doing?” He pushed my knees apart and ran the warm washcloth over my sensitive flesh.

“Good.” I bit my lip, slightly embarrassed he was cleaning my nether region.

“Just good?” He finished cleaning me and then pulled back the covers, climbing into the bed. “Come here.”

His foot kicked my arm from under the covers and I groaned, rolling over and crawling next to him. He pulled me close to him and we sank into the pillows, my head resting on his shoulder as he stroked my arm.

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