Page 4 of Toxic Obsession

Anthony moved my hair out of the way, allowing Dimitri a full view of me sucking him. I increased the suction as Anthony slid in and out. My breathing became more labored as familiar tingles rippled through me, promising a mind-blowing orgasm soon. I grabbed Nick’s hard dick and ran my hand up and down his shaft as he buried his face in my sensitive flesh. I would have moaned, but my mouth was full of Anthony’s cock.

Nick spread my butt cheeks apart and slipped a finger into my ass. He pumped me until my entire body shook with an earth-shattering climax.

Anthony pulled out immediately and shuddered while he grinned. “Not sure who taught you to suck dick, but Jesus, that’s good.” He hopped off the bed and stood next to it. “Too good.”

I wiped the saliva off the corners of my mouth as I crawled off Nick and looked at Anthony. “Hang on, baby. It gets better.” Feeling confident, I winked at him.

The sound of condom wrappers reached my ears, and I watched as Anthony and Nick rolled the rubbers on.

“Bend over.” He playfully swatted my butt.

Staring at Nick as he moved to the sidelines, I bent over, eagerly waiting for Anthony to fuck me. I sucked in a breath as Anthony lined up at my entrance, then forcefully thrust inside. My greedy core gripped him tightly as he grabbed my hips, digging his fingers into my skin. The flash of the camera filled the studio as Anthony continued hammering into me, the bed creaking with the rhythm as Nick watched us.

I peeked sideways at Dimitri, noticing the bulge in his dark-wash designer jeans.

Anthony grunted and shuddered as he came. He paused, remaining inside me for a moment before fully pulling out, then moved to let Nick position himself behind me.

Nick was gentler than Anthony was as he eased inside me. My moans filled the room as he took a different approach, taking time to hit my G-spot with every agonizing and sweet push. If I had the ability to take one of them home with me and use him whenever I wanted, it would definitely be Nick.

My chest heaved as the sensation began to build inside again. Nick stopped and pulled out, and I glanced over my shoulder to see Anthony hand him a tube of lubricant. I waited as Nick applied the slippery substance to my puckered hole. He pressed the head of his dick inside my asshole, testing the waters, but I was ready for him. I pushed against him, moaning and eager for more.

“That’s a good girl,” Nick said, his voice deep and sultry. Moving gently at first, he groaned, “So fucking tight.”

“Fuck me. I won’t break,” I gasped.

Apparently, Nick was good at taking orders. He plowed into me, and my body jerked forward with his powerful thrusts.

Nick grabbed my long hair and wrapped it around his hand, roughly tugging my head back.

“You take it in the ass really good, my pretty little slut.”

Oh, shit.Keep talking dirty to me, and I’ll come for you like a good girl.

Nick pounded into me until I screamed, begging him to get me off. The scent of our arousal filled the room, and I peeked at Anthony as he watched his friend turn me into a hormonal puddle.

“Take it all in,” Nick encouraged me.

I relaxed, enjoying every inch of him. His fingers slid between my legs, massaging my clit in slow circles.

“Come for me, Wynter. Come on my hand while I fuck your tight little ass.”

I slammed my eyes closed, black dots exploding behind my eyelids as my release ripped through me and stole my breath.

Nick let go of my hair and ran his nails down my back, sending shivers through me as he growled and climaxed.

Sweaty and completely spent, I shook on all fours as I came down from the high of my orgasm. Nick eased out of me, and I collapsed on my stomach as Dimitri snapped a few more pictures.

“Excellent work, everyone. These will be amazing.”

I slowly sat up, then crawled off the bed and strolled across the room to where I’d left my clothes. I dressed as I looked the guys over one more time, wondering if they ever made house calls because today had been one hell of a ride.

Then reality punched me once again, reminding me that I would no longer live in Washington by this time tomorrow. Fear and excitement welled inside me at the possibility that I would be able to create a new life for myself. New school, new friends …

My fingers tightened into a fist when the guilt hit me, cold and solid as a brick on my chest at the thought of leaving my younger sister. The sound of Nick’s voice pulled me out of my inner turmoil, forcing me to stay present. I looked over at him, plastering a wide smile on my face.

Nick’s lips curled up with a cocky grin. “It was nice to meet you, Wynter.”

I tilted my head as I smoothed my T-shirt. “Likewise. If you’re ever in Oregon, look me up.”

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