Page 24 of Mad About Her Cowboys

That was all it took, and she careened over the edge, crying out in the first orgasm she’d had in months.

“So fucking beautiful,” Franklin said. When she opened her eyes, she saw he was watching her, too.

“Thank you,” she whispered, not for the compliment but for what he’d done.

He leaned back to her breast and lightly captured the nipple between his teeth. She bucked at the sensation, another wave of pleasure rolling over her. If they kept up, she’d orgasm again. She wasn’t sure how many she could take, but she wanted everything from them—including their releases, too.

“Fuck, whatever you’re doing, keep it up. You’re getting her super aroused. Keep giving me that honey, honey,” Edison said before licking her again. “So fucking good. I could eat you all night.”

“Feels so good,” she cried, canting into him, wanting even more. “But I want to be fucked, too. I want all of you. In me.”

Edison pushed a finger into her pussy, and she groaned at the welcome intrusion. “It can be arranged,” he said, sliding his fingertip over her g-spot and making her jerk in response. “Fuck, honey, you’re so tight around my finger. I can’t imagine how it’ll feel choking my cock.”

Neal left them, going to their clothes. He pulled out a fistful of condoms then returned to the bed. Um, handy? Edison took one, put it on then knelt between her legs. Neal and Franklin each knelt beside her and rolled on protection. They were all going to fuck her. All of them. She’d never felt so wanton in her life. So out of control yet fully in control. So…sexual and free. In this moment, she had no problem being the center of their love circle.

She looked up at Connor who also knelt next to her. He hadn’t taken off his underwear or put on a rubber. His cock tented the fabric, and she looked askance at him until he smiled. It was then she realized he was waiting, still in protector mode. So…honorable. So unacceptable. She wanted him part of this, too.

“After,” he whispered.

She leaned up and grasped his waistband just above his erection and yanked down, exposing him, just as Edison pushed inside her.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh, God!”

He felt so good, long and thick parting her walls as he thrust deep. She took only a moment to savor it before she sank her mouth over Connor’s dick. She hummed as she took him then cried out with Edison’s drives. She loved this, a cock on both sides, and she knew if she took off her reins, she might run with this and get lost in this sensual side of life.

Edison’s fingers dug into her hips as he rightly took her moans as permission to fuck her hard and long. Other hands grasped her legs opening her up. A cock brushed her side, leaving a trail of pre-cum. The men seemed to be everywhere around her, and she let herself go, emptying her mind of everything but sensation.

With her free hand, she jacked Connor in time with her licks and the suction of her mouth. His fingers buried in her hair as she took him deep.

“Fuck, Madison,” he grunted. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”

She pulled back and smiled against his glans, letting the damp head move against her lips as she spoke. “Language, baby,” she teased.

“Fuck that,” he growled. “Take me again with that sweet little mouth, and after I come, we can discuss my language.”

She did, repaying him for his dirty talk. She appreciated that her men were being careful but not treating her as if she were broken. Every moment with them, she felt stronger. Empowered.

Her men…

They were tonight, weren’t they?

Yes, yes, they were. With that thought, she let herself sink deep into the pleasure of a cock fucking her pussy, another fucking her mouth, hands everywhere… It was as if she’d fallen into some sex nirvana.

She pulled Connor to lean over her and with one hand, pulled him toward her, silently urging him to actually fuck her mouth. Pressing her feet into the mattress, she met Edison’s thrust and gloried in the sound of both men’s groans as she brought them pleasure to match her own. Reaching out blindly with her one free hand, she found a third cock. Franklin… His length felt warm and perfect in her palm.

Lips closed around one of her nipples again, and she cried out around Connor. Above her, his breathing grew ragged, stuttering as he got close to losing control. Wanting to push him over the edge, she sucked harder. Her hand skimmed around his waist, and she reached between his legs to roll his balls in her fingers.

All the while, tension coiled inside her. Her release was drawing near, and she wanted to push one or both of the men inside her over the edge before that happened. She was close, so, so close. Everything felt tight, tingling, so warm and ready to explode. A mouth on her clit startled her, shoving her right over the edge of the precipice. She was falling, screaming and just barely realizing Connor had pulled free from her mouth.

Edison yelled, jerking above her, filling her with warmth. Through pleasure-hazed eyes, she saw Neal kissing him and realized he must have been the one sucking her clit. Before she processed it, Connor’s cock was back at her lips.

“I’m about to come,” he warned. “You want it all down that beautiful throat?”

In reply, she sucked him deep. Vaguely, she realized the other men had shifted places. A new, hard cock shoved into her. She arched, crying out around Connor’s pistoning length as the new man fucked into her over-sensitized passage, scoring over passion swollen folds. She moaned, her vision blurring as she took everything they had to give.

“Now,” Connor grunted. “Now…”

She swallowed convulsively, trying to take every bit of the salty spend he gave. She sighed when he pulled free and licked her lips, looking up at him. He kissed her then moved behind her, propping her against him as Franklin fucked her. All the while, Connor, kissed her neck, her shoulders the side of her head—anywhere he could reach it seemed. Now that he’d come, Edison knelt beside the bed. Neal sat on the edge with Edison between his legs. Twisting, he resumed his attention to her breasts, moaning between his licks, sucks and bites. She buried her fingers in his hair and turned her head to meet Connor’s kiss.

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