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Ezra and Tatum have always been connected at the hip from their time spent overseas, and she met them about a year after Kevin and I were with her. A different woman came into the picture later on and things just sort of naturally happened when we were taking a night off. Then, the first woman called us, which turned into a night of both me and Kevin, along with Tatum and Ezra, fucking her.

From there, we’ve just progressed intothis. An arrangement with various women for all of us to take the edge off in between our busy schedules. No commitments, no promises. Just sex.

It’s been a while since our weekend was spent with someone organically like this. I’ll be honest, it adds a whole new level of excitement to it. Mainly because I don’t knowwhatto expect from Miriam Delgado.

When Tatum rips his mouth away from her to tug her shirt over her head, my lips curl up into a grin. Reaching down, I squeeze my now fully erect cock and mentally promise it’ll get to fuck her soon.

I vaguely hear Tatum whisper the question about protection. In the contract, our most recent physicals were included, but I know she didn’t see it. When she assures him she’s on birth control, I feel my heart pump extra hard. I’m not opposed to condoms, but I’d prefer to go without.

There’s just something about seeing my cum leak out of a well-fucked pussy that makes me feral. I’m going to fill her as many times as I can over the next few days. Miriam seems to be the perfect choice for our getaway.

CHAPTER 4

MIRIAM

I have barely enough brain cells left to consider the fact that I’m topless in the middle of the kitchen, surrounded by three men, while a fourth gives me my firstrealkiss.

Because I’ll be honest, I’ve never been fucking kissed like this before.

When Ezra walked back into the room, I tried to look over at him, but Tatum wasn’t having it. I’ve yet to have a chance to really study Ezra, hidden away in the shadows. Under the bright lights of the kitchen, I notice a few scars on his face and neck, but his head seems to always be turned away.

A nip to my lip draws me back to Tatum, his hand fisting my hair and literally sucking the air from my lungs. “Eyes on me, baby,” he murmurs against my mouth, then kisses me again. His hands roam up my sides while his thumbs just barely graze the sides of my breasts, causing a deep shiver to roll through me.

I’ve never been topless in front of someone like this, and it’s intoxicating. My hands find the bottom of his shirt, and I twist the bottom with my fingers. Without pulling away from me until the last minute, he reaches behind his neck and tugs his shirt off.

Instantly, the tips of my fingers find his skin and I trail them over the ridges and bumps of his stomach. His stomach caves inwhen I touch the trail of hair that leads below the waist of his jeans.

Grabbing one of my hands, he presses my palm against his hardness, showing me how hard I can squeeze him. “Fuck, you taste so fucking good, Miri.”

Tatum trails his lips over my cheek, the hand in my hair tugging my head to the side, exposing my neck to his grazing teeth. My eyes crack open, and I suck in a breath at the way the other men are staring at me. Kevin’s eyes are narrowed on me, not in anger, but with a focused intensity that makes my nipples throb.

Richard is leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, but when my eyes fall to the front of his pants, I can see his dick straining against the cloth. When he sees me looking, the corner of his mouth ticks up, and he slowly reaches down to squeeze his hard ridge. His eyes and hair are almost darker than mine, and his light facial hair seems to be more from a few days of not shaving.

When Tatum’s teeth bite down on my neck, I moan loudly, which is matched by Ezra’s groan. Finding him, it’s the first time I get to look at him directly. There’s a wild look in his eyes, like he’s ready to pounce, but he’s holding himself back. His muscles are bulging with restraint as he jerks his cock hard. It looks painful, but with the way his mouth is hanging open in pleasure, I don’t think it actually is. He’s almost as dark-haired as Richard, but his eyes are so light, they seem almost gray.

Letting my head fall back, I close my eyes again when I feel Tatum run his tongue over the front of my neck and down between my breasts. Both of his hands cup them, and he squeezes harder than I was prepared for. “Lay back for me,” he says, his voice rough and full of lust. He releases one breast to cup the back of my head as he helps me lie back, the cold counter making me shiver when the stone touches my skin.

“Can I take these off? I want to look at your pretty virgin pussy.” My face heats at his words, but I nod. I’m surprisingly not feeling awkward with the rest of them in the room, but it’s probably because the sensations I’m feeling as he touches my body broke my mind.

Lifting my hips, I reach down and help him tug my leggings off. Just as we work the material over my hips, I freeze and cover myself. “I, umm… I didn’t know I was going to be doing this. I haven’t shaved for a week or so.”

His chuckle radiates through his body and into mine, where he’s still pressed against me. “I don’t give a fuck about that. Let me see you, baby.” Tatum’s reassurance makes me feel a little better, but I still worry about the others’ reactions when he gets my leggings off, leaving me completely naked in front of him.

My eyes find his just as he flicks them up to me with a grin. “You okay?”

“Ask me tomorrow,” I admit, and relax when he laughs. He slides his hands up my legs and spreads my thighs, giving himself an unobstructed view of my folds. Blinking up at the ceiling, I try my best to not be embarrassed by how wet I am. I may never have had sex, but I’ve masturbated enough to know that when I’m fully turned on, my thighs are drenched by the time I orgasm.

He slides his hands behind my knees and pushes them up to my chest, spreading me further. “Goddamn…” he groans out, then drops his chin to his chest. Running a finger through my folds, he brings it to his lips and slides his finger into his mouth. “Can I lick your pussy, Miri? I’ll make you come so hard on my tongue.”

My eyes shoot over to Kevin, who mouths, “Yes,” and I start nodding quickly.

“Yes, please,” I pant out. My whole body is shaking with nerves and adrenaline. Tatum doesn’t wait, falling to my pussyand roughly grazing his tongue across my folds. The rest of my body shivers harder, and I reach shaking hands up to find something to hold on to.

My eyes are squeezed tightly as I try my best to ground myself, but with every swipe of Tatum’s tongue, I feel like I lose more of myself. I feel warm, callused hands settle on the underside of my arms, slowly stroking up in a soothing way as Tatum continues to feast on my pussy.

Tilting my head back, I seeCapitán’sface hovering over mine with a gentle smile. Dropping his head down, he presses his lips to my ear. “You’re doing amazing, baby girl. Widen your hips more for him. He loves to eat pussy, and yours looks delicious from here.”

Holy mother of God… I can’t even handle this shit right now.

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