Page 41 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

He laughs under his breath as he picks my loofa out of my shower basket and soaps it up. When it drags down my back, I moan. When he washes over and under my breasts, the rough texture of the loofa over my nipples makes my knees weak. I arch my back and lean into the wall as he washes my hips and ass reverently, scrubbing first the outsides and then the insidesof my thighs. He pulls me close, his thick cock pressing into the small of my back while he slides it down my belly, his other hand caressing my breast. By the time the water starts to run cool, I want nothing more than to have him deep inside me. Shower, bed, right here in the tub if that's what he wants. I've never been this horny in my life.

I turn quickly, stretching to my tiptoes as I press myself against him. Skyhigh’s tall enough that the head of his cock nearly bumps into the bottoms of my breasts. His hands go to my waist, steadying me, and then his mouth is on mine and I forget to breathe, too obsessed with devouring him like a starving woman. His slides against mine, claiming my mouth. He's so warm, so strong, so… present.

“Looks like you might want something? What did I tell you about using your voice?” Blackout says in a husky rumble from just outside the shower. I’d honestly forgotten that we’re four in here and not just two.

“I… I want…” I look up at Skyhigh, knowing exactly what I want to say. What I want to beg him to do. “I think I’m ready for the next lesson,” I say thickly.

“Dragon,” Skyhigh says simply, not taking his eyes off me, and I'm yanked right out of the shower and into the taller biker’s arms.

He's naked too, I realize. And hard as granite. I glance down and my mouth waters. His erection is deliciously long, curving up towards his stomach, and I realize that the tail of the dragon actually ends on his shaft. I touch the ink in wonder, and he makes an animalistic noise deep in his throat.

Blackout has one of my towels, holding it open so Dragon can roll me from his arms right into Blackout's. They bundle me up, and carry me to the bedroom. I laugh as he unrolls me onto the bed and I land on my back. The laugh dies in my throat as I look up to see three naked, incredibly hard bikers surrounding me like starving men at a feast.

I chew my lip nervously while I take in the view. So many muscles, so much ink, so many scars. So many… inches.

They climb on, Skyhigh on my left, Blackout on my right, and Dragon coming up between my legs. None of them touch me… yet, but as I look from one to the other, seeing the horny gleam in their eyes, the hardness of their cocks and the way they've got me completely surrounded, I don't think it'll be long.

“This is my lesson, right?” I ask playfully.

They nod.

“I think for my book I need to know how to describe what it’s like to have more than one man in the scene.”

Skyhigh grins. “I think we can help you figure that out. What do you think, guys?”

Blackout strokes a hand up my damp hip. “I think that’s smart. One-on-one is fine if you want to keep things tame, but if you really wanna fire up your readers, just one cock can't be enough, right?” He slides the flat of his palm over my nipple, barely touching. I shift without thinking about it, wanting to feel more of him.

Dragon leans right in close to my ear and says in a low voice, “It’s the least you can do, but I bet we can make the most out of it.”

“God, yes,” I release in a sharp breath that I've been holding in while they spoke. “But…”

“If you want, but that’s more of an advanced class,” Skyhigh teases.

“I didn’t mean that! I just—” I sigh, my insecurities peeking out. “Look, I need to say this. If we have sex, and I don’t…you know,it’s not your fault. I’m sure I’ll still have a great time.”

“Baby, you came on my hand from nothing but a little rubbing,” Dragon says dryly.

“And you came all over my fucking mouth, no problem.” Blackout adds.

Skyhigh leans in. “Relax. Have you considered that maybe it’s not you there’s a problem with? I think you’ve just been with poor fucking excuses for men and they turned it intoyourfucking problem sotheydidn’t have to try harder.”

“No, I—” Is he right?

“And just to make sure we get the party started. Sit back and enjoy the ride,” Dragon rumbles. “Gimme a fucking pillow. Baby, lift your hips.” He slips it underneath, then yanks me to the edge of the bed so he can kneel in front of it and spread my thighs, opening me up for him. Normally I'd say give a girl a chance to warm up a little, but they've got me so hot that I'm probably dripping on the sheets already.

He lowers himself so he can slide his thick tongue through my pussy, stopping on top of my clit to swirl it around. He licks with authority, holding me so firmly that I can't move and he can play exactly the way he wants.

And then he does it again, sending my thoughts flying.

I moan, and Skyhigh takes the opportunity to kiss me, his beard tickling my chin. Based on all two of my experiences, I’m definitely a fan of receiving oral, but having someone to kiss, too? It makes it hard to overthink, and that allows me to just feel, magnifying the intensity by ten.

A hot mouth covers one of my nipples and sucks. I groan into Skyhigh’s mouth as Blackout plays with my breasts, swirling his thick tongue around their sensitive tips, and leaving trails of kisses going down one peak and up the other. He blows softly across my nipple, sending chills straight to my pussy.

Skyhigh kisses around my lips and then down my jawline, all the way back to my ear, which he nibbles while he whispers encouragement to me.

“Your tits look fucking amazing.”

“Spread your legs for him, baby.”

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