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I sucked the tip, using my tongue to circle the hole there, moaning as Rock’s mouth closed around my clit, sucking like he knew what I was doing to Oscar.

I was almost paralyzed with pleasure, some primal instinct taking over as my body reached for release, moving my hips with Rock’s mouth and taking Oscar deeper, all the way to the back of my throat.

The piercings on his head rubbed against the back of my throat, the one at his base, smooth and warm against my upper lip.

His hand tightened in my hair, the almost-pain of it sending another rush of heat between my thighs. ”Fuck, your mouth feels good, tiger.”

He withdrew slowly, then slammed into my mouth again as Rock buried his face in my cunt, his tongue everywhere, sliding through my folds, then sucking and lapping at my clit before sliding deep inside me.

I was lost in a sea of pleasure, the wet heat of Rock’s mouth on my cunt working with the sensation of Oscar fucking my mouth to make another orgasm inevitable.

“Fuck yeah,” Oscar said. “Make that pretty pussy come.”

I cried out around his dick in my mouth, practically weeping with the ecstasy that rolled through my body, Oscar’s dick still moving in my mouth while Rock ate my pussy like a man dying of hunger.

When it was over, I realized Oscar had his hands under my shoulders, propping me up, which explained why I wasn’t flat on my face in a puddle of pleasure.

“That was close,” Oscar said. “I just about came in your mouth.”

“You could have,” I said. They literally could have done anything to me and I would have been okay with it.

He lifted his eyebrows. “Saving it for that sweet ass, tiger.”

“I just about came and my cock was nowhere near her mouth or her pussy,” Rock said. “It’s fuckinghotmaking you come, kitten.”

Oscar helped me onto my knees, lowering his mouth to mine in a kiss that fanned the flames still smoldering in my body. Because apparently I was someone who wanted three orgasms in a row now.

Rock extricated himself from between my legs and kneeled next to me. “Give me some of that, kitten.”

I turned my head to kiss him, then moaned as Oscar’s mouth closed around one of my tits. Rock slid his hand into my hair, his tongue tangling with mine while Oscar nipped and sucked one of my nipples.

“You look incredible in this,” Oscar said. He tugged one of the garter straps and it snapped back against my thigh. “But it’s time for it to go.”

“Agreed. Time for our kitten to be naked,” Rock murmured against my mouth.

He moved behind me and unfastened the bustier’s hook-and-eye closure, and I sighed with relief as the subtle pressure on my rib cage gave way.

They were right. It was time to be naked.

I was trying to decide how to get the garter and stockings off without breaking the mood when Rock got up from the bed, his dick jutting between his thighs.

“Where are you going?” Now that I’d had them together, I was eager to keep exploring.

“It’s only your birthday for another fifteen minutes. You didn’t get your cake.” He sounded almost offended. “Besides, you’re going to need more fuel.”

I wasn’t going to lie: I liked the sound of that.

Chapter31

Willa

Iwatched as Rock walked around to the nightstand where Oscar had set the cake, but my attention was quickly diverted to Oscar, who positioned himself between my thighs at the end of the bed and lifted one of my legs. He took off my shoe and rested my ankle on his shoulder, then peeled the stocking off my leg.

His pierced cock was only a foot away from my thirsty cunt, which was more than ready for another orgasm, preferably one assisted by both Rock’s and Oscar’s dicks.

Rock picked up the cake while Oscar removed my other shoe and stocking. He tossed them aside without a glance, his dark gaze traveling the length of my naked body.

“You’re fucking perfect, Willa. There isn’t an inch of you I don’t love.”

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