Page 72 of Overexposed

Ollie kissed my neck, his hand slipping around from my hip to dip between my legs, and I parted them eagerly for him. We didn’t need to play at being coy here—they both knew what I wanted. He groaned as his fingers dipped into me, and I gasped against Gem’s mouth.

“Holy shit, Snow,” Ollie whispered in a husky voice as he found my clit and started toying with it, aided by the pool water. He crushed in closer, his erection griding against my ass like a fucking tease…or a promise.

Gem swiped his tongue over my lips then, withdrew just far enough to whisper. “If you change your mind…”

“I won’t,” I replied, already damn near shaking with desire. Ollie’s fingers pushed deeper, and I rocked back onto his hand, hungry for more. “Pinky promise.” I held up my hand, pinky finger extended, and Gem chuckled, releasing my breast to link pinkies with me.

“All right, in that case…” He unlinked our pinky fingers, then tugged the waistband of his boxer briefs down just enough to free his hard cock. “I want your mouth on me, Slick.” His hand on my neck guided my face closer, and I eagerly stuck out my tongue to lick his hot tip.

Gem moaned at the contact, and it was one of the sexiest sounds ever, making me clench around Ollie’s fingers inside me.

“What was it you said, Gem? I love meat.” Then I closed my lips around him and surged forward to take as much of his dick inside my mouth and throat as possible.

A strangled curse escaped him, and Ollie crushed me in tighter against the wall of the pool as he thrust his fingers harder. Rough, stubble-scratchy kisses decorated my shoulder and neck as he pumped his hand, and I gagged on Gem’s cock. Fuck, he was bigger than I remembered—not that it was a bad thing but I did need to grip his base with one hand for stability.

Gem’s hips rocked, thrusting ever so slightly into my mouth as his fingers tangled in my wet hair. I did my best to take him deep, my cheeks hollowing as I sucked and my tongue tracing the ridges of his veins as I committed them to memory.

Meanwhile Ollie’s thick shaft had slipped between my cheeks and he was griding in the most excruciatingly teasing way. He was doing a fucking good job with his fingers—I could easily come at any moment already—but I wanted more. If we were having a three-way, I didn’t want us to cut corners.

I tried to arch my back, pushing back against him with invitation while my mouth was otherwise occupied, but he just fingered me harder as his teeth indented my shoulder.

Shit.

Keeping my fist around Gem’s dick, I popped my mouth clear and turned my head to meet Ollie’s dark gaze. “I need your dick inside me, Ollie. I don’t wanna come unless it's on your cock.”

His pupils blew wide and he licked his lips. “I don’t have a condom, Snow, and we’re in the pool.”

Fuck. Those were very logical explanations. But… “Just pull out and come on my back then. Please, Ollie, I need?—”

My words cut off as Gem fisted my hair and slammed his cock back into my mouth so hard I gagged again. His musical laughter that followed prevented me from being mad about it—even more so when Ollie swapped out his fingers for the broad tip of his cock a moment later.

I moaned around Gem’s girth as Ollie gripped my hips tight and pushed into my tight cunt slowly and carefully, savoring every millimeter.

“Shit, Slick,” Gem groaned as he rocked up into my mouth again. “You’re a natural.”

“So fucking tight,” Ollie groaned, his fingers digging deeply into the flesh of my hips. “I haven’t been bare in a chick’s pussy in…forever. Holy crap, Snow, I could get used to this.”

I couldn’t reply, but I wholeheartedly agreed with getting used to this. My pussy wasfullthanks to Ollie’s incredible size. He really wasn’t exaggerating with those elephant-trunk boxer shorts. And Gem’s thick cock filled my mouth so much, my lips and jaw already ached. The way his abs flexed as he rocked into me was crazy sexy, though, so I was in no hurry to finish him.

My back arched more as I pushed back on Ollie, making him thrust harder and causing the water to splash around us with the movement. There was no holding back when my orgasm stole through my body, building to almost painful levels before crashing so hard, I needed to gasp for air. Except, of course, all I managed was to open my throat wider for Gem’s next thrust and then I choked.

Choking while coming was a new experience…and not a bad one, weirdly.

“Fuck,” Ollie moaned, kissing the side of my throat as my pussy gripped him like a vise, his breathing heavy. “Fuck, Snow, I can’t hold out.” He thrust hard a couple of times, pushing me farther into Gem’s lap before swiftly pulling out and blowing his load on my butt cheeks and lower back. That part of me was still underwater, though, so all I got was a quick burst of warmth before the pool water washed it off.

Gasping, Ollie shifted his grip to my tits, one in each huge hand as he all but lifted my mouth off Gem’s cock. His embrace pulled me back into the water, just in time for Gem’s release to shoot all over my face.

Luckily, I closed my eyes right at the last moment and avoidedthatpainful experience, taking it on my cheeks, chin, and lips.

“Oh my god,” Gem panted, a hint of amusement coloring his voice, and I grinned wide, then licked my lips to catch a thick load of his salty cum on my tongue. “Shit, Slick…”

Laughing, I slithered out of Ollie’s grip and ducked my head under the water to wash off my face before I ended up with an eye infection. Fucking in the pool definitely had its benefits, that was for sure.

When I resurfaced, swiping my hands over my face and hair, I wondered for a moment whether the intensity of my climax had given me double vision. Gem seemed to be in two places at once.

“Oh crap,” I muttered a split second later, when Seven swung his furious glare my way.

His eyes narrowed. “Oh crap is fucking right. We need to talk, and I would prefer to do it when you’re fully clothed, Stray. I’ll wait in the library.”

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