Page 58 of Her Silver Fox Mountain Men

I whimper and shudder, turned on and then some as the delicious sting travels through my whole body. “I need you inside me, James, right now.”

“My pleasure,” he growls, the tip of his cock already probing my entrance.

A split second later, he spears me with his full, thick length, biting into my shoulder at the same time. He’s got one arm around my waist, keeping me in place as he fucks me hard and deep.

“Oh, fuck!” I cry out when his hand moves downward and slips between my legs, finding my clit swollen and desperate for release.

Just then, the front door opens.

We both freeze. I clench myself tightly around his cock as we hear Roman and Oliver come in. The mood instantly shifts into a smoldering vibe of greater want and desire. James starts moving again, pounding into me while flicking my tender nub until I come, my body quivering as he slaps my ass, fucking me until I lose my breath altogether.

Oliver stands in the living room doorway, slowly removing his clothes as he watches us.

“You started without us,” Roman mutters as he slips out of his boots and jeans. The jacket and shirt soon follow. “Not fair.”

“Come here, baby,” I tell him, reaching out my arm.

He smiles like the blue-eyed devil that he is before walking over and offering me his swollen, hard-as-a-rock member, which I welcome with widely parted lips.

James pumps me full of his seed, grunting like a beast and splitting me in half as he gives me everything he’s got. “Fuck, you’re perfect,” he growls as he sees me sucking Roman off with insatiable hunger.

I taste the precum on my tongue, accompanied by frantic pulses running along his shaft. Roman holds my head with both hands and deep throats me into the next world while Oliver takes James’s place. James sits on the sofa, lovingly watching as Oliver and Roman fuck me.

Harder.

Deeper.

Faster.

Oliver stretches me in the best way without a shred of mercy, fingers digging into my hips.

James fumbles through his jacket, which had been left on the sofa’s armrest, then tosses an object to Oliver who catches it with one hand. “I want us to try this,” he says. “I was going to wait for the two of you to get here, but our Elise had quite the appetite.”

“I can tell. She’s so fucking wet and hot,” Oliver replies, still ramming into me. I feel like I’m going to explode.

I glance back to see what James tossed to Oliver, all while holding the base of Roman’s cock with tightly gripping fingers. “What is that?” I mumble.

“A toy I figured you might enjoy,” James says then looks at Oliver. “Turn it all the way up.”

It’s shaped like a ring, made of bright pink silicone.

I hear it turn on.

“Oh, yes,” I moan, realizing it’s a vibrator. The kind that can send me into the next world at any given moment. “Yes, please.”

Oliver chuckles, placing the vibrator in between my legs. As soon as the device touches my clit, all bets are off.

James is hard again, stroking himself but content with enjoying the show while Roman slides back into my mouth. I look up and lose myself in the dark pools of his eyes as Oliver fucks me, the vibrator making my core tighten into the sweetest kind of tension.

I relax the back of my throat to take all of Roman in as he goes faster, tears streaming down my cheeks in complete and utter abandonment.

“Come for me, Elise,” Oliver growls and goes even harder.

I’m taking it all like a good girl until the vibrator finally makes me snap. I let go, my screams of sheer ecstasy muffled by Roman’s throbbing cock. I explode all over Oliver as he pumps everything he has into me.

My knees give out, but Oliver holds me up, refusing to pull the vibrator away from my clit until every drop of my orgasm is squeezed out. It feels so damn good, I don’t know if I want him to ever stop. Every thrust sets my nerve endings ablaze as I swallow Roman’s hot, salty load.

“All of it,” Oliver demands. “Give me all of it, baby.”

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