Page 86 of A Game Of Love

“I’m gonna cum,” Toby groans as my hand moves up and down on his cock while Bishop’s is in my mouth,

“You’re gonna be a good girl and take his cum, Lilly. Every fucking drop. Do you understand me?” Bishop commands.

“Yes,” I gasp when Bishop pulls me off his cock, a hand fisted in my hair as he guides me to Toby’s, shoving my head down and making me take him all the way.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Toby grunts, his hips working fast.

My lungs scream for air, but I don’t fucking care. I need him to cum, to taste him.

“I’m cumming!” is all the warning I get before I feel his cock throbbing against my tongue, a long, loud groan leaving him.

Thick ropes of cum shoot down my throat, and I do my best to swallow it down. There’s too much. I can’t take it all.

I start to cough. Toby pulls back, taking a trail of cum and spit with him.

“You did so fucking good, baby,” Toby pants out. “So good. I’m so fucking proud of you. God, you're so perfect. So fucking beautiful,” he says in euphoria as he cups my cheek. He uses his thumb to brush the cum that dripped from the corners of my mouth and pushes it between my lips.

He groans as I suck it clean.

I’ve completely forgotten about Bishop, but the second I remember, my eyes snap over to find him jerking off. The way his thick tattooed arm works his shaft has me grinding against my hand again.

I’m pretty close myself, my orgasm right in reach, but my mind is running wild. I can’t concentrate on getting myself there.

“Open up, Baby Girl,” Bishop demands. “Tongue out.”

Tilting my head back, I do as I’m told. Bishop grabs the back of my head and holds me still as he brings the tip of his cock to my tongue. “Fuck,” he groans, jerking himself harder, faster. “Look at you, so eager to please us. You're such a little cum slut, aren't you, baby? So fucking perfect. So ours.” He groans, hips jerking forward before a jet of cum spurts out and lands on my tongue. More follows, hitting my face and mouth, making a mess of me, but I fucking love it.

My hips work faster as I grind harder against my clit. I need this release, if I don’t get it, I very well might cry.

Pathetic whimpering sounds leave me as I desperately work myself towards my release.

“Keep going, baby,” Toby murmurs. “That's it. Make yourself cum. You’re doing so fucking good.”

Chest heaving, I swallow what's left of Bishop’s cum and lean forward, bracing my free hand on his thigh. They both murmur praises as I let my head hang, eyes closed, while I concentrate on my release.

It builds faster and faster, my core so damn hot it bursts into fucking flames.

My orgasm hits hard, and I turn my head to the side, biting down on my arm as I scream out my release, nails digging into Bishop's thigh.

“Shhhh,” Bishop soothes. “Such a good girl. You’re okay.”

Letting out a sob of relief, my shoulders slump, my head falling forward against his thighs.

They give me a moment to catch my breath, all of us needing one.

My body is humming with pleasure, the high of what just happened still burning bright.

Toby pulls me to my feet and pushes me up against the mirror. Both of them trap me between them.

I look up, eyes flicking between the two of them. They’re so fucking sexy, it’s inhuman. And these men are mine.

How the hell did that happen?

Bishop grabs my wrists and pulls it free from my pussy.

He leans back enough to bring my hand up in front of my face. He presses all the fingers down except the two that were inside me before parting them into a V. He looks over at Toby, a silent understanding between the two of them before they bothlean forward, each wrapping their mouths around a finger and suck them clean.

My knees buckle at the sight, and a whole new fire burns to life. These men are unhealthily sinful. Almost a little too much for me to handle.

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