Page 10 of Storm

“Look at Ezra watching him,” he continues to whisper to me. Dropping my chin to my chest, I see Ezra has moved closer, standing over Tatum’s shoulder, with his eyes locked between my legs.

He must sense I’m staring at him because they flick up to mine quickly. “You’re as beautiful as a flower. I want to pluck each of your pretty little petals one by one.” His fingers just barely touch the tip of my toe before he pulls away, eyes back on Tatum and his tongue burrowing inside of me.

I hear Richard call out softly in warning. “Ezra. Too much.”

Ignoring him, Ezra settles his palm on Tatum’s shoulder and leans down to grit out, “Fuck her with your fingers. I want to see how she opens for you.”

Tatum answers with a groan and lets one of my legs go to trail the tips over my folds. Kevin is quick to replace his hand, keeping me spread wide open for them. Richard hasn’t moved closer, but I catch his gaze when I turn my head to the side.

While Kevin and Ezra watch Tatum as he devours my pussy, Richard is watching my face. He’s breathing heavily, his nostrilsflaring, and he looks two seconds away from shoving them off me and fucking me himself.

When Tatum slides a finger inside of me, I immediately clamp down on him, hissing at the burn. “Relax, baby girl,” Kevin whispers, stroking my arms again.

My hips are shifting under Tatum’s tongue, and I can feel a building pressure low in my stomach. “He’s going to make me come,” I whisper brokenly to him, pleading for him to understand how far gone I am.

Grabbing my chin, he presses his lips to mine, murmuring, “Let him. Let him know how good he makes you feel.”

Tatum slips another finger in with his first and curls them to rub against my g-spot, making me cry out against Kevin’s lips. “I’m almost there!” I try to jerk my hand down to grab Tatum’s head, but Kevin has my arms pinned above my head.

Pulling his mouth from my pussy, Tatum grits out, “I’m going to fuck you as soon as you come on my mouth,” as he holds his fingers inside of me. Putting his mouth back on my pussy, he sucks my clit hard and pushes against my g-spot until I fucking explode.

Screaming out, Kevin swallows my cries as Tatum flicks my clit with his tongue. I’m barely past my peak when he’s tearing his mouth from my body and standing up, shoving his pants down. Tugging my body down so my lower body is hanging off the edge of the counter, he lines his cock up with my entrance and presses against me.

“Miri, look at me, baby,” he orders. Kevin releases me long enough so I can find Tatum’s eyes. “I’m going to go quick. You good with that?”

“Y-Yes,” I say, nodding quickly, then scream when he drives himself deep inside of me, tearing me and burying himself deep.

“Fuck,” he shouts out, taking a step closer and gripping my hips hard. “Jesus, I didn’t…” he pants out, trailing off. “Are you okay? I didn’t realize you’d be so fucking tight.”

His jaw is clenched, and he’s breathing hard, holding himself still. The edge of the counter is digging in into my back, and I scramble for something to hold while the fighting the pain of his cock throbbing inside of me. I’m angry when a tear escapes, and I do my best to wipe it away, sucking in air quickly.

“Fuck,” he whispers, then leans over me, gathering me into his arms. “Wrap your arms around my neck. I’m going to take you somewhere more comfortable.”

Wincing when I feel him slide against my tender flesh, I bite my lip and do as he says, wrapping my arms around his neck as he lifts me from the counter. He kicks his pants from his feet and I squeeze my eyes shut as I breathe through the ache in my gut while he walks us over to the living room. Lowering us to the carpet in the middle of the room, he stretches his body over mine, staying buried.

“Is this better?” he whispers against my temple, running a hand through my hair.

“A bit,” I grit out through clenched teeth. “I think I need you to move. It feels?—”

He shifts his hips back, then drives inside of me once,hard, and I cry out. This time, more with pleasure than pain. “Por el amor de Dios,” I moan out.For the love of God, he feels so good.

Tatum moves inside of me again, and I dig my fingers into his shoulders as I hang on. Driving into me over and over, I can’t make sense of where my arms and legs are. Everything is tingling and numb, and with the way his body is grinding on my clit, I know I’m going to go over the edge again.

Another body touches me, so I let my head fall to the side, only to meet Ezra’s gray eyes peering into my soul. His face is only inches from me, and when he reaches out to cup my cheek,I melt a little inside. This is the closest he’s been to me since we met, and I’m taken aback by how heartbreakingly handsome he is.

The scar running down the side of his face does nothing to diminish his looks. I think it actually enhances them, making him look slightly dangerous and unhinged.

“Tell me how it feels,” he begs, keeping my face turned toward him.

Gasping when Tatum thrusts harder, his cock at a new angle, I can only be honest. “It hurts,” I pant, then add, “but feels really fucking good at the same time. I feel like I’m going to burst.”

Ezra looks away from me for only a moment to tell Tatum, “Fuck her harder,” before I’m whining for him to come back to me. I don’t know what it is about him, but when his eyes are locked on mine, I finally feel grounded, like I won’t disappear from this feeling of being consumed.

His fingers dig into my skin, gripping me harder as we continue to lie face to face on the ground. “I want to kiss you,” Ezra admits.

I feel Tatum pause for only a moment, before leaning down and burying his face into my neck. “Kiss him, baby,” he whispers against my skin, so I look at Ezra’s lips, then at him again and nod once, giving him permission.

He hesitates before he shuffles closer, bringing his mouth against mine. I’m surprised by his timidness at first, but once our lips connect, he groans and grasps me harder. My mouth falls open, and he slides his tongue boldly into my mouth, tasting me as if he’s never kissed anyone before.

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