Page 134 of Fostering Chemistry
I cried out, and it was only with extreme effort that I was able to keep my lips on Cody’s cock and keep moving my head. Aaron was pounding into me harder now, and I could hear his ragged breathing as he got closer.
As we all did, except Diego, who was working my clit expertly.
It was too much, and my arms and legs trembled, barely able to hold me up. I sucked harder on Cody’s length as I clamped myself down around Aaron. The tension inside me had built almost to a crescendo, and I braced myself.
“Come for us,” Diego demanded. He was relentless on my clit, and my whole body shook.
And then it hit.
I froze, my back arching, and my inner walls squeezed Aaron’s cock. He pushed in once more and then held himself deep inside me as he let out a gruff cry.
I gasped and I had to take my mouth off Cody’s cock.
Moaning, I replaced it with my hand, stroking, trying to get him to feel the pleasure that Aaron and I were feeling. As waves of pleasure rolled through me, I swirled my thumb along the slit, spreading the moisture there. It was so damn hard to focusthrough all the sensations, but I was determined to bring Cody over the edge with me.
Nobody else let up, either. Aaron was still deep inside me, his cock pulsing. Diego still worked my clit. My cries filled the room, along with Aaron’s deep grunts. And then Cody came—erupting, his hips lifting off the bed as I kept hold of his spasming cock.
It was amazing to see up close—the way the muscles of his stomach contracted. The way his hips came off the bed. The way he finally cried out.
I could barely take it all in, but somehow it felt like there were two of me. One version was thrashing around on the bed, experiencing the onslaught of pleasure. The other version was observing from above, reveling in how close I felt to these men in a way I hadn’t before. We were all in this together, giving and receiving these incredible sensations.
My body was strung so tight that I was sure the aftershocks rocked the bed. As Cody finished, his cock softened in my hand, but I didn’t let go—just gently held on, enjoying the sound of his ragged breathing.I’ddone that. I’d made him come that hard.
Just like Diego and Aaron had made me come so hard. I squeezed myself once more around Aaron’s cock, then shifted my hips, and he slid back.
“How did that feel?” Diego said, his voice strained.
I looked over and saw that he had his pajama pants lowered, and his thumb and index finger were gliding over his erect cock.
“Take me,” I said.
They all hesitated, but I didn’t, speaking urgently to Diego. “I need you inside me. I want to feel this same connection withyou.” My words weren’t elegant. They were full of need. My hips were circling again. I wanted this—so badly.
“Mia…” Diego began. Desire and caution warred on his face.
I shook my head and rolled onto my back, my head resting on Cody’s thigh as I reached for Diego. “Please. Please, I don’t want it to stop. I want you. Ineedyou.” I felt as certain of that as I’d ever been of anything in my life.
“Sounds like she knows what she wants,” Aaron said, sounding exhausted as he tossed Diego a condom. I groaned with anticipation as Diego stared into my eyes for an endless moment and then nodded, sliding it on. I spread my legs easily this time, no longer self-conscious. Diego could see all of me—all three of them could.
But I was done hiding from them. Tonight was about feeling, not seeing. Feeling and tasting and touching and doing all the things I’d wanted to do with them for so long.
I bent my knees as he moved into position, and then I felt his hard cock at my slit.
He paused there, waiting, as if to be sure this was what I wanted.
And hell yeah, it was.
“Please,” I said, squirming backward, trying to coax him inside me. “Please, I need this.”
He stared down at me for a moment longer. “You are so fucking beautiful, Mia.” He gripped my calves, lifting my legs and setting my feet on his shoulders. He leaned forward and pushed in—in one long, clean stroke. I cried out, nearly coming on the spot before I adjusted to the feeling of fullness.
Cody toyed with my nipple, gently as if he knew how sensitive they were after all that attention, as Diego rode me, thrusting in and out at a pace that showed it wouldn’t be long until he came too.
“Yes,” I groaned. “Harder.”
Aaron slid over, cupping my head and tugging on my hair, adding yet another sensation to the delicious mix.
It was becoming too much, but I didn’t care. I was overwhelmed in the best possible way. By all the sensations. By these gorgeous men’s bodies. By all the bare skin. By being filled over and over.
