Page 65 of The Proximity Effect

“Helloooooo, piercings.” Evan groaned and gripped my hips tighter as Archer stroked his cock. “Never thought I’d want your dick next to mine so badly.”

We all laughed, the intensity breaking for a moment, before Liam removed his fingers and Archer moved into position. He stood behind me, his hands on my hips, his cock poised at my entrance.

He pushed in slowly, the sensation unlike anything I’d ever felt. The stretch was almost too much, but I focused on the rhythm of my breath, inhaling deeply as my body adjusted. The pressure was intense, bordering on overwhelming, but there was something incredibly erotic about being filled so completely.

Archer kissed along my shoulder. “How are you doing?”

“Just need a minute.” My hands were braced on Evan’s chest, my fingers digging into his skin.

Liam moved onto the couch, sitting on the back of it. He stroked my cheek, and I leaned into his touch, shutting my eyes before I rocked the tiniest bit to test if I was ready.

The sound that came out of me was feral, a raw and primal moan that clawed its way up from the depths of my soul. It was a sound I barely recognized, filled with a hunger that was as frightening as it was exhilarating. I felt every inch of them inside me, the exquisite stretch and burn that was both too much and not enough.

“Fuck me, please.” I couldn’t stop the whimpers escaping my throat as they started to move, their bodies working in perfect tandem like they’d done this a thousand times before.

I reached out, my hand wrapping around Liam’s cock. He helped guide my hand, setting a rhythm that matched Archer’s and Evan’s thrusts.

Liam groaned, his hips bucking into my touch. “Fuck, just like that.”

I leaned forward, taking Liam into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head of his cock. He groaned, his hands finding their way into my hair, guiding me as I took him deeper.

“That’s it.” Evan’s voice was strained, like it was taking everything in him to hold back. “Take us all. You feel so fucking good.”

Archer’s grip on my hips tightened, his fingers digging into my flesh as he picked up the pace. “You’re doing so well taking us both. Look at you sucking Liam’s cock like such a good girl.”

Their words sent a shiver down my spine, the filthy encouragement spurring me on. I hollowed my cheeks, taking Liam deeper.

He let out a low groan, his hips bucking into my touch. “Your mouth feels incredible.”

The pressure inside me built, a burning heat that started in my core and spread outward, consuming every inch of my body. My fingers tingled, thighs tensed, and heart pounded. I was so close, and I knew it was going to be explosive.

Evan’s hands found my breasts, his fingers rolling my nipples until they were hard peaks. The added sensation sent a jolt of electricity straight to my clit, pushing me even closer to the edge.

“You’re close, aren’t you, Tessa?” Archer growled, his voice low and rough. “I can feel you tightening around us. You’re going to come so hard for us, aren’t you?”

I moaned around Liam’s cock, my body trembling with the effort of holding back. I wanted to savor this moment, but my body was ready to let go.

Liam’s hand fisted in my hair, his hips moving faster, his cock swelling in my mouth. “I’m so close.”

Evan’s thrusts became more urgent. “I can’t hold on much longer.”

Archer’s hand on one of my hips disappeared, and he snaked his hand between me and Evan, finding my clit. The movement of his fingers against the sensitive bundle of nerves had my breath getting stuck in my throat.

I cried out as I shattered, my orgasm ripping through me with such intensity it was almost painful.

Liam came first, his cock swelling in my mouth before he spilled down my throat with a low groan. I somehow swallowed every drop despite my body still being in the throes of ecstasy.

Evan followed soon after, his body tensing as he came, his cock pulsing inside me. Archer was last, his thrusts becoming erratic before he buried himself deep inside me, his release and the way he continued to play with my clit triggering another orgasm that had me crying out all over again.

I slumped forward onto Evan’s chest, my body feeling like every last ounce of energy had been fucked out of it. His arms wrapped around me, holding me close as Archer slowly pulled out.

Liam slid down from the back of the couch, his hands stroking my hair as he pressed soft kisses to my forehead.

Evan’s chest vibrated with a quiet laugh. “I think we all need a moment to recover after that.”

Archer returned with a warm cloth, gently cleaning me up as I sat there, boneless and content. The tenderness in his touch was at odds with what we’d just shared.

Once I was clean, Archer scooped me up into his arms, carrying me to the bedroom as if I weighed nothing. Evan and Liam followed close behind.

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