Page 68 of The SEALs' Single Mom Baby Surprise

Cole reclines against the headboard as I drag Sloane to the side of the bed. Her hair fans across his legs, and I grin down at her while he combs his fingers through her strands. I keep the head of my cock at her entrance, playing with her as she moves her hips to try and capture me inside her.

Today was so out of my control that I feel the need to control this, to press my power just a little bit.

Besides, teasing her is one of my favorite pastimes. Even as she whimpers in frustration, I tap my dick against her clit until her breathing grows harried.

“Jack…” Her voice quavers, and that breaks my resolve. I thrust into her with one long slide, and her sigh of relief tightens my muscles.

I take my time, my hips moving without a sense of urgency, my hands groping in lingering handfuls of her flesh. She’s a balm to hurt and fears whenever she’s within reach. And like this? She eases and amplifies my cravings.

I’m transported to a new world when she squeezes down around my cock. And I’m addicted to making her come, obsessed with finding all the ways I can detonate her.

Cole and Hastings must feel this too, because we’ve not even remotely questioned how the three of us are caught in her gravitational pull.

When I’ve turned her out twice and have her pulsing around me like some kind of goddess, I pull out and turn her on her side, dragging her one leg over my shoulder and pushing her head toward the foot of the bed where Hastings waits and watches.

No need to communicate. He’s got his hand wrapped in her hair, and her mouth is open and ready for him before he’s unleashed it.

I work myself into her ass and grin to myself when his cock barely smothers her cry.

Fuck, this is like a living porno. Even Cole is haphazardly stroking himself as he watches us fuck her.

Soon, all three of us will surround her at once, taking her every hole until we oscillate back into taking turns.

I’m really not sure how she’s able to withstand us, but I’m not looking to question our luck.

I let myself go, pounding her poor ass with so much force that her body rocks over Hastings. He uses the momentum with matching deep thrusts down her throat until tears stain her cheeks.

When we slow again, he pulls out and brushes her cheek. “Okay?”

Her nod is sweet, almost drunk, and then she opens again, tongue ready to taste him. An invitation that takes super human strength to turn down. Ain’t one of us that strong.

With him back in her mouth, she sucks him slowly until he groans and drops near silent swear words into the air.

I ease her thigh up, wrapping her one arm around her knee to help hold her in place. She complies so easily, and I watch myself pump in and out of her before I withdraw and slide fully back into her pussy, out and back into her ass, around and around until both her and Hastings are making sounds of defeat.

She needs another cock inside her.

Sloane makes a small sound of protest as I pull her off Hastings, but she’s smiling when I pull her into my lap beside Sterling. Burying myself back into her sweet puss, I give her a small kiss and release her to allow Sterling to take her by the hair and drag her mouth to his straining erection.

My hands grip her ass, spreading her cheeks, and Hastings is there, pressing into her until she’s completely full. The way it stretches her around me has me twitching with the need for release.

We all groan at the way she seems to come alive like this, transforming into a completely new creature that I swear needs sex to survive.

Her last relationship must have left her so starved for pleasure that even the small taste of it has turned her into someone so easy to please. And I want to make up for what she missed out on all those years.

We’re all willing to put in the effort to satiate her.

She tightens, clamps down, but the pulsing doesn’t bring a new orgasm. Instead, she’s in that in-between, the zone where she can take and take and take and enjoy every second of it.

It wrings the pleasure out of me. I’ve got ahold of her hips, Hastings pausing above her, sank to the hilt as I power up into her, balls drawing up tight as hot, white pleasure zaps down my spine and spills me into her.

I hold her down against me, writhing as I come and come and come. I don’t know how she does it to me every damn time.

Hastings is moving again, pinging my pleasure back at me. So fucking sensitive, my cock can’t receive the signal to stand down, especially not with the feel of her being fucked through that thin wall of muscle that separates us inside her.

Sterling has turned to take her mouth with more force, too, and she’s gone limp with the willingness to hand over control.

I never thought it’d be a turn on to watch someone else come in her mouth, but fuck, was I wrong. The press of his cock down her throat, the glugging sound she makes as she takes it, and how he bucks against her swollen lips all have my cock twitching back to life.

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