Page 157 of Study Buddies

He bent down to line up the shot, his face inches from my overheated skin. The cut flicked out, fast as lightning, and another ball landed in the far pocket. Then Kyle placed the pool cue on my stomach and moved around behind me, trading places with Jayden.

Before I could wonder what Kyle was going to do, he leaned over me, his smooth chest an inch away from my lips. He grasped both sides of the pool cue and pressed it against the underside of my breasts, pushing them upward—toward his waiting mouth.

I moaned when his lips captured my nipple. It wasn’t just one wonderful sensation, it was everything. Him leaning across me. The way the smooth wood of the cue pushed my breasts upward. And the way his tongue flicked across my nipple.

Lifting my head, I pressed a kiss against the smooth skin of his torso. I couldn’t see much—it was like his body was blindfolding me, and that made it easier to give into the incredible sensations.

Lucas circled his tongue around my clit, and it felt so damn good. I wished I hadn’t experimented with that guy my senior year of high school. I wished I’d waited for these men. Because they clearly knew how to make a woman purr.

And because I liked each of them so much.

And—oh god, Lucas curled his fingers inside of me, swirling them around, stretching me. His talented tongue was relentless as it swept across my clit. My hips rolled and bucked. Someone—Jayden?—put his hand on my stomach, holding me down. And Kyle kissed his way up my chest and his lips met mine—only upside down. I’d never been kissed like that before, and the new sensations were thrilling. Kyle knew what he was doing no matter which direction he was coming from.

My breathing was so loud that it drowned out the music in the background, and I felt like I would literally explode from the build-up of pressure.

“Come for us,” Jayden ordered.

Kyle lifted his mouth off of mine long enough to growl, ‘Loudly.”

But their instructions were unnecessary. The second Kyle’s mouth met mine again, the incredible sensations pushed me over the edge, and I cried out.

Hands held me down as I thrashed around, my body quaking. Inside my head was an explosion of colors and shapes and sounds as I experienced the kind of pleasure I never had before. My back arched off the pool table. I cried out, again and again. Hands were on my nipples, squeezing them, and I didn’t even know who was touching me anymore.

And I didn’t care—I just let the pleasure wash over me.

It felt like hours later when the last of the aftershocks rolled through me. Awareness was gradually returning to me. Of where I was. Of who I was with.

Kyle was at my side now, a smirk on his face as he studied mine. Jayden lifted my head, cupping it, while Lucas straightened up with a self-satisfied smile. I drew my knees together, thighs clenched as another aftershock rolled through me.

Jayden leaned down and kissed me as I tried to catch my breath. “Easy, sweetheart. Deep breaths.” He stroked my face, trying to get me to calm down.

Except Kyle had other plans.

“She can handle more than that.”

Wait, what?

He pushed Jayden out of the way and leaned over me. His mouth crashed down onto mine. At the same time, he fisted my hair, tugging on it and tilting my head back.

Then his other hand pushed between my legs, dipping into my folds and reigniting the same nerve endings Lucas had just expertly worked.

All thoughts left my head as my body reacted, writhing under him. He had me pinned, his hand in my hair. His mouth on mine. His thumb on my clit and—oh god, his fingers pushing into me.

It was too much and perfect at the same time. In less than a minute, I was close to coming again. My hips rolled and bucked as he was merciless, pushing me closer and closer to another explosive release.

My legs trembled and clamped down, trapping his hand. He pushed his tongue farther into my mouth at the same time his fingers deep inside me. My back arched off the table and I screamed.

The intensity of the second orgasm was absolutely overwhelming. Time seemed to have no meaning as my body thrashed and trembled. I clutched at Kyle’s firm bicep, not to still his hand but just to keep myself anchored. I felt like I was going to fly up in the air and fall off the table.

Finally, Kyle let up, leaving me gasping, shivering shell of a woman. All I could feel was my blood racing through my veins, the aftershocks hitting often. I’d never come that hard, and I couldn’t get my breathing to slow. Couldn’t get my brain to kick in.

And I really, really didn’t care.

Kyle’s long fingers slid out of me, and I squeezed my thighs together again as he popped his index and middle finger into his mouth. He licked them clean and then grinned down at me.

“Nowyou’re finished with round one.”

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