Page 17 of Resurrection
“Red.”
“That’s right, gorgeous. Just like before, there’s no stopping unless you call it out or if I deem this session no longer safe.”
As I nod my understanding, Cole jerks his chin to Jax and Hawk, causing them to descend on my body with feverish purpose.
Jax, still clad in damp boxer briefs, takes my arms and holds them over my head, pinning them to the cushions beneath us. His strength and weight ensuring I’m not going anywhere. Hawk does the same to my legs, bending them at the knees and prying them open.
“Holy fuck, man. I’m not gonna be able to hold out much longer if I’m staring down the barrel the entire time you do this, dude,” Hawk rasps out, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he gulps. Sweat drips down his forehead, his cock, still rock-hard, ready and aching. So close, but yet so far away.
It’s almost as if he’s punishing himself as well as me. Or, at least,Coleis...
Speaking of the kinky devil, Cole lifts his hand and slowly dances it across my inner thigh while laughing under his breath at Hawk’s declaration. “Relax, Hawk, this is just the beginning.” Cole smirks in Hawk’s direction. “Hold it back, and that way when youdogo, it’ll be like the grand finale on the fourth of July. There won’t be an inch of Aly not filled or covered by our cum by the time we’re done with her.”
“Oooooh, fuck. Goddammit, you can’t say shit like that, Doc!” Hawk squeezes his eyelids shut, breathing heavily between pursed lips. I see his cock jump once. Twice. A bit of precum leaks from the tip, slowly traveling to the floor. Holy shit, he’s close. He might come just from watching.
I tip my head back to see if Jax is in the same predicament, and notice his breathing is equally strained. The cords of muscles in his neck, shoulders, and arms tighten unbearably as his abs contract and release over and over again with each labored breath. It’s blaringly obvious, he’s close too.
Cole’s fingers draw my attention back, the rough pads of the tips lightly dragging over my pussy and up to my clit. He barely touches me yet it’s everything I need and want right now. I can’t contain the gasp I make. Fuck, it’s what I’ve been waiting for this whole time. My back arches, my hips instantly rocking into his touch.
“Atta girl, so fucking wet already. This first one won’t take but a moment more,” Cole says confidently.
He’s not kidding. I can feel my orgasm careening towards its inevitable end as Cole’s touches turn eager and demanding, no longer gentle and teasing. He pushes two thick fingers deep within me while rubbing his thumb on my clit. The feeling sudden and immediate. Overpoweringly magnificent. Freefalling into ecstasy, my orgasm barrels into me the instant Cole switches up his hand placement.
“Oh my gah…holy fuck!!!!!!” Stars burst behind my eyelids, but my soul hasn’t even fully returned to my body when a swift smack lands on my pussy.
*Whack*
“Ah fuck!”
“Count.”
“One!”
Thankfully, Cole pulls his fingers from my pussy long enough for me to recover a tiny bit. At least I’m able to see straight again before he plunges them back into me, curling them and seeking out that special spot that makes me explode.
“Holy shit, she’s gonna go again, already. Look at her legs shake,” Jax says. His speech becoming more and more breathy and ragged. I take a peek up at him, noticing his eyes are focused on my pussy and Cole’s fingers within me. The large bulge restrained behind his boxer briefs acts as a prominent indicator that he’s not going to hold back once Cole gives the signal.Ifhe gives the signal. The strain barely contained within the fabric, as well as behind his eyes, is on the verge of taking full and total control.
Fuck me, this might be punishment for all of us…
I look down at Hawk and start to feel bad. He’s turned his face away from the scene laid out before him, his eyes tightly pinched as he breathes heavily through his nose. His cock is, also, noticeably dripping—the steady stream of precum making my mouth water for a taste and my pussy ache to be filled. Through it all, however, I can just barely make out Hawk mumbling to himself,“Cowboys versus Eagles playoffs... uh... doorknob... laundry duty... tuna noodle casserole...uh, shit...ok... big guns... granny tacos....”
“Fuck this…,” Jax utters from above me before diving down, taking a nipple and half my breast into his mouth and pullinghard,tearing a scream from my lips at the pain and pleasure both he and Cole are inflicting upon me. Within seconds, I find my next release on a keening wail to the ceiling.
“Two!”
“Oh, holy fuuuuck,” Hawk whimpers, his eyes still glued shut as he continues to force himself not to come.
“Good girl,” Cole praises me, before growling, “Another!”
???
“Eleven...”
Cole continued his onslaught until he’d successfully drawn eleven orgasms out of me. One after another after another. I’m a fucking puddle at this point. Just leave me here in my heap of arousal. Say I died a good death. It was worth it.
“Oh no, we’re not done yet.” Cole drags my teetering consciousness back to the present.
I don’t know if I can do anymore of this. I’m barely hanging on as it is. My legs won’t stop shaking. My entire body is convulsing with aftershocks. I’m both flying and grounded. But that’s what Cole does for me. He lets me drift away in times like this while he keeps me safely tethered to him and reality.
