Page 115 of Pucking Tangled
Luca’s eyes almost bugged out of his head.
Waylon tried not to laugh. “Just pretend I’m not here. Stuff her full, man.”
Casey chuckled beside them.
“Kinda hard to pretend you’re not there,” Luca mumbled. “There’s no way I’m going to fit.”
Waylon spread his legs, making room for Luca between them. “Lean forward, dirty girl.”
Mia did.
“Take your time,” Owen coached him. “You’ll fit. Trust me.”
It took him a minute, but Luca was finally inside of her. “So. Tight.” He gritted his teeth.
“Tell me about it,” Waylon tried to move.
“Fuck!” Mia screamed.
“Owen, get over here and shove your cock down her throat before she screams so loud that the Amish neighbors hear her and call the cops.” Waylon commanded.
“Oh, God.” Mia cried out.
Owen stood over Waylon’s head.
“Do. not. fall. on. me.” he warned.
“You’re the one that said I needed to shove my cock down her throat,” Owen said with a smirk.
“Let me help you with that,” Casey moved closer so he could take turns sucking Owen’s dick too.
Mia wrapped her hand around Casey’s length, fucker was already hard again, though Waylon couldn’t blame him.
He wasn’t a huge fan of staring up at Owen’s ass but watching his captain being sucked off while Mia’s tits bounced with every thrust sure as hell wasn’t a bad visual.
They all found a rhythm that brought them to the brink.
When they got close, Owen and Casey stepped back to watch.
Luca and Waylon let go. Exploding as Mia rode them into her own frenzy.
Owen was the last one to fuck her.. Of course he was. Steady and controlled like he always was.
Until Mia rolled over and kissed him first. Deep and sweet.
“I want you,” she whispered, raw and honest. “Please.”
Waylon watched as the man whoneverlost controlfinally gave in.
Mia took him in with her legs wrapped tight around his waist, her body arched into his like she wanted to disappear into his skin.
Waylon ran his hand down her chest as she moaned. Casey played with her clit. Luca brushed her hair off her face and whispered her name like a promise.
And when Owen came with a shudder and a roared her name, it didn’t sound like possession.
It sounded like surrender.
Tangled in rumpled sheets, sweat still glistening on their skin, Mia made sure they all heard her when she said, “I’ve never felt more loved in my life.”
