Page 62 of The Naughty Elf

Sawyer lurches forward as the tears burn the back of my eyes. Those big hands of his lift my trembling chin, and his mouth is on mine, laying the kind of kiss on me that completely shatters my heart.

My hands curl into his shoulders right as he releases my mouth.

Jackson is at my back, slowly turning me to lay his own intense kiss on me. Sawyer drags my blouse off my shoulder and plants another few kisses there.

Heat comes my body, the tension shifting to something needier and more physical.

I can’t say I never entertained the thought of having all three of them at once. God, my daydreams were filled with the prospect, but the manifestation of that in reality is so completely overwhelming that I can’t think to do more than respond to their mouths and hands.

Ashley is next, claiming my mouth with the same vigor he had the night he let his shields down—when he romanced me withhis nerdiness.

I have no way of differentiating whose hands are where, but I am made of fire. Everything they do feeds the flames.

Jackson whispers in my ear, behind me now, grinding my ass back against his hard-on. “Is this okay?”

Nodding like a bobblehead, I whisper, “Yes.”

His low rumble against my ear makes my knees weak.

Hands smooth under my skirt, teasing the band of my undies as I peer down at Sawyer on his knees in front of me. His stormy gaze has me whimpering already. “Tell us when it becomes too much.”

I nod, surprised at how ready I am for him—for them—to do what they please with me because I’m damn sure I’ll enjoy every second of it.

My panties fall down to my feet, but instead of stepping out of them, I’m lifted between them. Jackson has me firm in his grip, keeping me steady against his chest as Sawyer lifts my knees around his shoulders.

“Oh, fuck.”

Ashley laughs softly to my left. “Declarations already, and we’ve barely gotten started.”

He traces my lower lip as Sawyer leans in to swipe his tongue up my core. A gasp pops my mouth open, and Ashley turns my face to kiss me.

Every muscle tightens as Sawyer makes himself at home between my thighs, devouring me just like I’m used to him doing. That man is insatiable. Orally fixated, which is funny given how much he likes to talk. Tongue delving, licking, swirling, he builds me up in a rush, like he has something to prove, because it’s only minutes before I’m writhing, coming against his mouth as Jackson and Ashley hold me open for him.

Fuck, it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever been a part of.

And I’m at the center of it.

“Good girl,” Jackson says against my throat.

“My turn.” Ashley shifts beside Sawyer, who’s still cupping my thighs and holding me against his mouth like he’s sipping from the holy grail. Every part of me quakes as he sucks my clit into his mouth and lets it go with a hardpop.

When he stands, he takes hold of my thigh, supporting me as Ashley sinks to his knees for his own taste.

Wild hunger glows in Sawyer’s dark gaze, slick remnants of my orgasm cover his chin, and he gives off some serious sex god vibes.

But I can’t concentrate on that thought for long because Ashley is eating me like he’s famished, like he’s starving, and the pleasure spikes high right out of the gate.

Cold air hits my bare skin, and I can vaguely acknowledge that my dress is now pooled around my waist. My breasts are freed from my bra.

Jackson plucks at my nipple until the peak is so hard and pointy the rest of my breast feels tight.

Fingers delve into my pussy, and a new orgasm is already cresting. I’ve never come this fast before, but something about the three of them has me primed and ready for whatever they offer.

Sawyer’s mouth descends on my breast, suckling on the nipple Jackson was teasing.

“Suck on it harder,” Jackson says, and Sawyer complies.

The pleasure throws my head back and cants my hips up until I come apart again.

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