Page 210 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

We’ve passed that stage.

All that’s left is reaching the end.

And going down this route again—and again—until we’re satisfied.

“Ace. Ace. God… Ace. Fuck, faster. Please, faster! Please, please, please!” I’m begging to reach the edge, feeling so fucking close as my orgasm is moments from bursting through me.

It’s at that final climb, beginning from my toes and moving upward along my limbs in wait for the climactic finish line.

“Fuck,” Ace curses and moves faster. “You wanna cum, Sweetheart?”

“Yes!! Please, let me cum!” Almost there. Almost there. Almost fucking there. “Don’t stop. Just… keep… going!!”

I shudder in his hold as I reach the brink that’s ready to explode. I’m not even speaking English as he grunts and pounds into me ruthlessly.

All I know is he’s going to take me off that edge, and from our loud moans and outcries, we’re soaring into our climaxes.

Together.

“CUM, MIKAYLA!” he screams and sinks deeply inside my spasming pussy.

“ACE!” I scream his name at the top of my lungs, birds entering the skies above as the sound of our combustion echoes for nature to listen.

I milk his length with every clenching spasm that follows, all while aftershocks run through me, leaving me to ride the pleasurable waves that assault every nerve-ending within me.

I see black when I try to open my eyes.

I give up trying to ignore the powerful orgasm ravishing me.

“Fu…ck.” Ace can barely get the word out.

I only realize he’s been resting against me after he shifts his weight and pulls me to rest against him instead. His cock is still deep inside me, filling me up with his load. He’s breathless, the two of us just trying to catch our breath, our limbs trying to remember how to work.

If I’m going to experience cloud nine orgasms like this with just one Heartbreaker King, I’m not sure how things will go with combinations like Maddox and Ace.

Fuck, how will I dare take three of them?

The mere idea of them adding Wolfgang into the mix makes me feel like I’d better work on my sexual endurance, but for now, I’m in a state of jelly limbs and sexual fulfillment.

“In my entire life,” Ace quietly pants into my shoulder, “that’s the best sex I’ve ever had.”

I manage a giggle, or whatever is close to it, but I’m taking advantage of calming down from this eye-rolling, limb-destroying high.

“If Maddox and Damien think they can keep you to themselves, it’s not happening anymore,” he mutters, sounding completely exhausted yet content.

“You… know?” I managed to mumble.

“That you three have been intimate? It’s obvious, Sweetheart,” he whispers as his hand lazily runs through my locks. “I felt that shift the moment it happened, and I won’t deny being a little jealous.” His lips press against my scalp before he presses another kiss to the side of my neck.

“But I needed you to be comfortable. For you to help me initiate this. Now, you better pray my schedule keeps me busy, or else you’ll be sore every damn night because I won’t be leaving this pussy alone.”

I weakly laugh again, yet I’m so excited about what he’s offering.

“As long as I get to suck your tatted cock.”

“Maddox said you have a thing for sucking cocks,” he mumbles in amusement. “God, having your mouth around my forbidden rod would destroy me.”

Now I’m laughing hard, even if it feels like I have no energy to do so.

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