Page 54 of Puck Yes

Hayes grins too, then it burns off. “Shut up and take these dicks like a good dirty girl.”

They might be the ones in charge, but I’ve always suspected Hayes liked it when I talked back over text. Does Stefan? I’d like to find out.

I lift my ass higher. “Do you like me like this?”

I have some ideas, but I’m not entirely sure what bedroom games we’re playing. I don’t think it’s quite Dom/sub. It feels more boss-me-around good cop/bad cop style.

While Stefan climbs onto the bed, he answers, “With the whole city watching me get ready to fuck my friend’s wife? Yes, yes, I do.”

Standing in front of me, Hayes slides a hand down his cock, squeezing the tip as an offering. “Now lick the tip.”

I dart out my tongue, flicking it against the drop of liquid arousal beading at the crown of his cock. I murmur because he tastes so good, salty and musky.

Stefan positions himself behind me, rubbing a gentle hand over my ass. “She loves sucking you, Hayes. Gets her even wetter than when I ate her pussy,” Stefan remarks with pride, like he’s admiring their twin accomplishments.

“I can tell. Just fucking look at her. She’s so hungry for our cocks,” Hayes says, rubbing the head against my lips.

If I could come hands free, that would have done it. I’m gushing, and I swear there’s a line of wetness trickling down my thigh.

Stefan slides his hand between my legs, catching it, groaning in approval as he feels how slick I am. “Yes, you’re so ready for me, sweetheart.”

“Please fuck me,” I beg, rocking back, arching my hips, offering him my aching center.

I feel empty right now. Empty and pulsing and desperate as I swirl my tongue around the head of Hayes’s cock while Stefan notches his against me.

“That’s right. Take him, pretty girl,” Hayes encourages, petting my hair while Stefan pushes in.

Hayes is telling me to take Stefan’s dick, and when that awareness fully kicks in, my breath comes out in a harsh gasp. It’s a wicked thrill when one man tells me what to do with another man’s cock.

But as Stefan sinks farther into me, I drop my head, tensing briefly. I feel tight and full. It’s been a while, and he’s not small whatsoever, so I grit my teeth for a few seconds from the intrusion. Stefan presses a tender hand to the small of my back while palming my ass. “You’re doing so well. Just a little more,” he says, and I breathe deeply.

That and Stefan’s words of praise settle my nerves.

I ease back, relaxing fully onto Stefan’s dick. His hands grip my ass, tight. “She’s so fucking slick, so fucking tight,” Stefan says to his friend.

Hayes growls, then slaps his cock against my mouth again. “Suck me off, baby,” he says, and his voice breaks, his control fraying.

Nodding intently, needing him desperately, I circle my fingers around the base, then draw Hayes’s dick into my mouth. His right hand is spread through my hair; the other is parked on his hip. As Stefan finds a tempo, a steady drumbeat of pleasure, I turn my eyes to the window, shuddering as I watch our reflection.

Stefan is on his knees behind me. He thrusts deep, then pulls back. Hayes stands in front of me, feeding me his cock.

But the best part? We aren’t truly alone. Anyone could see these three people fuck.

“Bet someone is watching us. You like that, don’t you, pretty girl?” Hayes growls, as if reading my mind.

I whimper around his shaft as I push my hips back, fucking down on Stefan’s cock, shamelessly searching for another high of my own.

“Makes you greedy, doesn’t it?” Hayes taunts. “Makes you want to come all over my friend’s dick.”

My brain fries. I’m a live wire, crackling everywhere. I have to speak. I drop Hayes from my mouth and hold myself up with my trembling arms. “I want everyone to see us,” I say to him, the words rushing out in a confession before I pull his dick back between my lips.

“You fucking love the risk,” Hayes says. And I really do. I love the thrill, the risk, the ride. I love the attention, the praise, the filth. I love that I can barely handle all this pleasure, and that I want to drown in it too.

I love the intensity of this night.

It’s an overload of sensations, the raw power of Stefan’s thrusts as he fucks me mercilessly, the challenge of taking Hayes to the back of my throat, the swinging of my tits. The electrical charges running roughshod over my body.

I love it all. I need it all. I crave it.

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