Page 18 of Satisfying the King

He thrust himself inside of me. “Christ, you’re so fuckin’ tight, woman,” he huffed, and I felt his balls hit me. “Always so fuckin’ tight,” he grunted, “and so fuckin’ wet.”

Eve had been pulled down as well. But in the other direction. Our heads were at the same level, though.

“Wider, Eve,” Carlo barked at her. She nodded and yelled out a sensual scream. Carlo had entered her—and I knew exactly how she felt. Carlo was a lot to handle.

Nick’s hands landed on my breasts. His hips pistoned forward and back at a furious pace. “I missed your tits, Giselle. Did you like it when my wife was touching you here?” He squeezed my breasts in his hands.

“Yes, Nick. I loved it when your wife touched my breasts,” I panted over a dry throat. My pussy was drenched and the sound of our bodies slapping together made me even hotter.

“What about when she was sucking on your tits? Hmm? Did you like it when my wife licked your nipples?”

Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead from his exertions.

“Yes, I loved your wife’s mouth on my breasts.”

Nick leaned over me and began devouring my breasts. I wriggled underneath him as he sucked on me relentlessly.

“Nick, oh, yes, you’re going to make me come,” I said and then I realized he hadn’t even kissed me, yet. This encounter had ratcheted up so fast.

His mouth left that breast and headed for the other one.

“Oh, my gosh,” I said, knowing it wouldn’t be long now. I could already feel the tingling between my legs. There was nothing else to do but let go.

So that’s what I did.

My voice surprised me. I screamed and clenched around Nick’s cock so hard, I worried for the man. “Nick, yes,” I muttered in the throes of delight.

His mouth suddenly covered mine and his tongue dove into mine quite forcefully.

I kissed him back as well as I could.

“I love you, Giselle,” he grunted, and his hips finally stilled against my body. I felt his cock jerk inside of me and then he came. And from the feel of it—he came hard.

“I love you, Nick,” I said, and he kissed me.

Our movements had stopped, but the ottoman was far from motionless. My body bounced along with the other two—no, three—okay, including Nick on top of me, there were four other—people on it.

Technically, Carlo wasn’t actually on the furniture. He held Eve’s legs in the air as he thrust in and out of her. Stefan had moved onto the ottoman, kneeling beside Eve’s head—and he was very, very, very busy fucking her mouth.

From the sounds of her muffled cries, she was enjoying the heck out of it.

And that made me so happy.

Eve’s breasts jiggled at an alarming rate. Stefan’s hands held her head, and Carlo was leaning on one hand while using the other to hold up one of her legs.

“All right, on your hands and knees.” Nick quickly kissed me and pulled out. He stood and helped me roll over. “No, facing your friend,” he leaned over me and spoke into my ear. I didn’t quite understand what he meant, but I shifted over. My head was directly over Eve’s big breasts—and then I felt Nick sliding back into me.

“Suck on your friend’s tits, Giselle. You know you want to,” he panted and pushed into me all the way.

Eve’s head was completely turned to the other side, taking Stefan’s cock.

I used one hand and grabbed her breast. Then I lowered my mouth onto her hard nipple. Eve let out a long, sexy moan, telling me that she definitely liked what I was doing.

“Fuck me, that’s hot,” Stefan wheezed and kept fucking her mouth.

At the same time, Carlo hissed out, “Christ.” His hips sped up, making it more and more difficult for me to suck on Eve. My hand traveled to her other breast, and I rubbed her nipple there and squeezed. An even more urgent moan came out of her full mouth. It sounded like she was close.

No.

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