Page 73 of Beautiful Revenge

“God, baby. You wreck me,” he whispers against my mouth, and it’s my turn to smile.

“Right back at you, baby.” I smirk, pulling his dick out and guiding him to my entrance. “Love me, Dyl,” I whisper.

He pushes into me gently, sliding home with ease. Fuck, he feels so good.

“I love you, Briar,” he says, pulling out to slide back in.

I moan, throwing my head back against the door and digging my nails into his shoulders. “I love you, too. You feel so good like this.”

“Fuck, don’t do that,” he groans when I grind my hips down to take him deeper. “I need you to cum first, baby.”

“I need you to go a little faster, Dyl,” I whine. I love the slow and torturous pace he’s setting, but I’m going insane. I need that release to clear my head.

“Thought you wanted me to make love to you,” he says, smirking before leaning into kiss me gently.

“I do, but can you make love to me a little faster?” I pant, making him chuckle.

He pulls almost all the way out of me before gripping my ass and slamming into me harder, making me scream.

“Quiet, now, princess. We don’t want to wake the rents,” he snickers, covering my mouth with his hand as he fucks me harder.

“Look at her,” Dev says, moving beside us. “She’s so close to cumming.” He reaches over to squeeze my tit, making me scream against Dylan’s palm.

“Shit,” he grunts, pumping his hips faster still. “Do that again. She just squeezed down on me so tight.”

Devon says nothing, squeezing and rolling my tit in his hand until I’m lost to the pleasure. All I can do is feel as Dylan fucks me into the door while Devon helps him bring me to a quick release.

“God, yes. Squeeze me just like that, Brie,” he groans, moving one hand between us to play with my clit.

“Ahhh!” I scream into his hand, dying to let go. Just a little more.

Dev knows what I need before I do. “Fucking kiss her until she can’t breathe, brother,” he orders Dylan.

“That what you want, Brie? You want me to kiss you while I’m fucking you into this door?” he asks, moving even faster and hitting my cervix.

I nod my head, knowing I’ll lose it if he keeps hitting me that deeply while stroking me.

He leans in, kissing me hard as our tongues dance together, matching the tempo of his thrusts until I scream my release.

Blind pleasure breaks through my entire body as he grunts his release against my mouth, careful to be quiet.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Brie,” he whispers, removing his hand as I slowly come down from the high.

“Ditto,” I pant, still trying to catch my breath, and he laughs breathlessly.

I stare into his eyes, kissing the tip of his nose as he pulls out of me before Devon cuts through the love fest.

“Time to get dressed. Looks like they’re waking up. It’s playtime,” he says cheerfully.

Dylan sets me down on my feet, helping me to get my clothes back on once Devon hands them over, before shoving himself back into his pants.

I pout at it, wishing we weren’t finished yet. “Later, babe. Go do your thing,” he says, cupping the back of my neck and kissing my forehead.

Right. It’s time to get to work.

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