Page 61 of Curvy Cabin Fever
I feel…wanted.
For being myself.
How do these men do this to me?
I’ve never felt like this. Like I’m…perfect. Like nobody worked out before these three men for a reason.
“Good morning,” Rhett mumbles, twisting my chin with his fingers so I’m gazing into his eyes. “Goodfuckingmorning, you beautiful creature.”
My stomach flips at his words as he slides between my legs, my thighs dropping to allow him access to my wet pussy. This is the effect he has on me.
“Oh, you’re ready for me,” he whispers, sliding inside me with one movement.
I gasp and arch my back, and his fingers wrap around my throat, tightening in a way that makes me clench around him.
“You like that, don’t you?” Rhett murmurs, almost in disbelief.
I try to nod, but his grip is too solid. I can’t move. I’ve never done things like this before, and I want to tell him. But then he loosens his grip and shoves my knees on either side of my head, slamming into me so hard the bed moves across the floor, a loud groaning sound that I know the others will have heard.
“Rhett!” I gasp, lifting the back of my knees to give him deeper access, the sight of him pounding into me making me almost scream the cabin down there and then. He’s so fucking beautiful. “The others…”
“Let them hear you,” he rasps, wrapping his hand around my throat again. “Screammyfucking name, Aria.”
“Tighter,” I choke out as my orgasm builds, vision blurring as he does as I say.
“Fuck!” Rhett releases my throat and fucks me so hard I see stars. “Say it, Aria!”
“Rhett!” My orgasm screams through my body, my voice choking on desire and sheer electricity as the bed moves again.
Rhett doesn’t stop as I come around his dick, fucking me harder than I’ve ever been fucked before.
“Louder,” he commands as I sink my teeth into my lip. “I want another orgasm from you. I want to feel you clenching my dick, milking it…”
“Rhett!” I half scream as his finger brushes my clit, sending my senses into overdrive. “I can’t…”
His finger presses down on my clit, massaging it slowly as he fucks me into oblivion.
“You can do it, Aria…for me.”
It’s all I need, his soft words of encouragement, as I lose it for the second time, surprising myself. My breath gets stuck in my throat, and I choke, tears streaming from my eyes as he comes inside me.
“I love filling your cunt with my come, Aria. Imagine filling that belly with my child.”
I cannot deal with Rhett like this. Images of him carrying a child on his hip fill my mind, and I grab his face, yanking him down to me.
“Don’t tease…”
Rhett grins. “You like that, huh?”
He slows down his thrusts but lifts my legs over one shoulder, scooting forward on the bed as I gasp.
“What are you doing?!”
“Making sure you get every single drop, baby.”
I’m not sure how long he keeps my legs in the air. Eventually, he kisses my shoulder, murmurs something about needing coffee, and releases me gently.
“So fucking beautiful,” Rhett murmurs, sweeping my hair away from my sweaty face.
