Page 22 of Snowed In with the Bosses

ALEXANDER

If I lived forever, I’d never get enough of Clara. Her fingers in my hair, the scrape of her nails over my scalp, it drove me wild and demanded I please her more, all at the same time. She body spasmed and I smiled up at her from between her legs. “What else do you like, Clara?” I loved saying her name. It put a light in her eyes and brought a little hitching breath that pulsed in her throat.

“I like your dick.” She rolled her hips. “I like it inside me.”

“Where?” I curled my finger inside her pussy. “Here?”

She moaned and thrashed. “Yes. There. Right there.”

“Mmm.” I sank into her depths, my fingers plunging in and out of her glorious heat. “I like this pussy. It’s so sweet and needy.” I rubbed my chin over her clit, using the bristles from a morning of not shaving to spark her sensitive skin. My tongue followed, and she clenched around my finger.

“Alexander. Please.”

That breathlessness shot straight to my dick. I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anything in my life, more than my next breath. The force of it threatened to shatter my control, but I held on for her. “What about Ethan and Liam? What do youwant them to do to you?” Hearing her say fuck and ask for her pleasure was too much for some, but it rolled off Clara’s tongue with a smooth grace I found enchanting. “Do you want them to keep watching?”

Her head bobbled, and she bit her lip as her nails scored my shoulders through my shirt. “I want your clothes off, then I want you to put your magnificent cock inside me.”

Matching groans from Ethan and Liam said they liked what she did to them. If they were frustrated at being left out of the game, they hid it well.

“Can I…” She swallowed hard when I added a second finger and nuzzled her clit with my tongue. “Fuck that feels good, Alexander. I never want you to stop, but I want more.”

“More?” Liam asked. His chair scraped the floor as he shot to his feet.

Clara reached for him while making that noise in the back of her throat that drove us all wild.

Liam covered her lips with his, his broad hand latching onto her breast. We’d all discovered how she liked her nipples played with, and Liam gave her right tit a pinch and a twist that caused her to buck into my mouth. Another spasm tightened her pussy. I lifted from my knees, unable to take the throbbing in my dick any longer. I shed my shirt, pants, and boxers, then motioned for Liam to move.

“Do you want just me,” I asked as I guided her down onto the couch. “We can take turns like last night. Or do whatever you want.”

She rose up enough to loop her arms around my neck and pull me down with her. “I want you first.” A quick, breathy inhale as I slid my cock home with a satisfied grunt. “Then.” She threw her left leg onto the back of the couch and put her right foot on the floor, stretching wide for me. “Then I want Liam and Ethan at the same time.”

“Fuck me,” Ethan whispered in a barely audible voice. “Is this real?”

I stroked deep and swiveled to look at him. “As real as it gets.” My focus returned to Clara, to the way she felt around my cock and the slightly glazed look in her eyes. “How do you want them? You need to tell us so we get it right.” I withdrew my cock to get her attention.

She cried out and wrapped her hands around my shaft, stroking and teasing. When I didn’t return, she shot a devilish smile at me and then Liam before sliding a hand between her legs and pushing two fingers deep. “I want one of them here.” She arched into her hand. “And the other in my ass.”

“That is a glorious sight, but you’d better hurry the fuck up, Alexander.” Liam’s face was twisted in a snarl. Sweat glistened on his forehead and he palmed his chest like it ached.

I understood the feeling. Watching Clara finger herself was a delicious torture. She knew her body, knew how to play it to her satisfaction. We were still learning, but I’d be damned if I let her get off on her fingers when my cock was ready and waiting. I dragged her hands away and set them on my chest. “That’s all we needed to hear.” She took my cock in, her body convulsing around me as I pumped slowly in and out, withdrawing to the head and plunging back inside. Her hips rose to meet mine, and I did what I’d envisioned earlier, hooking her legs over my shoulders and plowing my cock as deep as it could go. “Come for me, Clara.”

“Almost.” She let out a deep moan when I shifted positions, bracing my feet against the end of the couch and using the leverage to deepen my strokes.

My balls slapped her ass, sending a tingling sensation across my skin. “Is this where you want Ethan?” I palmed her ass cheeks and spread them far enough to press my thumb into her back entrance. “You want him back here, fucking your ass?”

“Yes.” She bared her teeth in a victorious smile and came in a wave of tightening muscles.

I drove into her one last time and let myself go. Chest heaving and vision blurring, I pulled out and staggered back.

Ethan and Liam crowded close to the couch as I collapsed onto the nearest chair. Clara welcomed both men with open arms. Shudders of pleasure continued to twitch through me, and a rising tide of joy came over me when Clara met my eyes over Ethan’s shoulder. Even though I’d finished and given her an orgasm, she still wanted me there, wanted me close. I read her face as easily as any contract, and watching her with my best friends brought up a new level of confidence in our future.

Ethan slid behind Clara on the couch and positioned her over his erection.

Her mouth opened in a slow, deep inhale as he took her ass. They moved together, his hips thrusting upward as she rode him with her back pressed to his chest. He slowed to give Liam a chance to join in. Liam wasted no time in settling his cock between her legs and thrusting home.

God the sight of her thrilled me…and made me want to join in again. Maybe next time she would be ready to take all three of us, but I refused to push her. After hearing about her earlier experiences, the last thing I wanted was to ruin what we had.

Her moans mingled with their groans and the gentle glide of bodies coming together. She was so perfect, in this moment and every other moment we’d been together, not just during sex. The low glow from the emergency lights limned her in golden light, darkening her nipples and painting her with an artist’s hand. Liam cupped her breasts and pushed deeper, drawing out a lingering gasp of pleasure.

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