Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 61149 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61149 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 306(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
“I’ll take one less race, baby,” he happily hums on a sweet cupping of her cheek. “And stay signed up for all the others.”
Her lips barely have time to finish curling upward before their mouths are smashing into one another. She instantly hums on impact and the sound…the cock swelling sound…convinces me to scoot closer.
Press my hip against hers.
Hungrily cross over to steal a taste of him.
Her.
Them.
Her again.
Teasing lashes lead to me tugging at the remains of her dress, an action that prompts The Kid to grab its edge.
Bunch it together.
Rip it over her head which leaves me no choice but to lower my mouth to her nipple.
Suck on it through the lacy fabric.
Graze my teeth in circles around the hardened nub until Rabbit’s winding her fingers though the back of my hair.
Yanking me closer.
Whimpering and whining and working our boyfriend’s face across her body until it matches mine – on the other side.
In tandem, we yank the material blocking our access downward and aggressively push her tits upward to feed ourselves, dark, delicious mouthful after mouthful after mouthful.
“Sir,” is airily leaked into the cold morning atmosphere, sight and timbre equally intoxicating, “more.”
Regardless of it being my name whimpered, it’s Kid that she needily clamps onto.
Leads back up to her lips by the tousled locks.
Tangles and twirls and twists tongues with while trundling her torso towards my ferocious feasting.
Feasting that darts over to nip on the now freed nipple.
To lap up the spit left behind by the man whose mouth I now want for myself.
Ferine grumbles precede me pulling him back down to me, which is where I keep him by curling my fingers around his throat.
I savagely sink my teeth into his bottom lip only to receive a whine that encourages me to lick the wound.
Promptly provide pleasure where I placed pain.
However, once it’s gone, and he whimpers feverishly again, I repeat the previous action.
Force him to submit.
Reward him for his surrender.
Sneak in swipes and sucks of Rabbit’s nipple that’s knocking into the corner of our frantically moving mouths.
Wordlessly demand that they endure.
Succumb.
Do both simultaneously.
“Sir,” leaves our woman even more desperately, yet this time, I cut my glare upward.
Arrogantly smirk.
Lick the drenched nub beside me just to see her shiver harder. “You want somethin’, you dirty, little slut?”
She doesn’t hesitate to nod or rock her hips upward.
“You want my cock?”
Another needy nod alongside an even greedier sway is given.
“Say. It.” Kid’s mouth drops lower to echo the command only to have the opportunity interrupted by a harsh bite and rumbled, “Not a word, you filthy fuck.”
The wheeze he presents instead is hot.
Heavy.
“You just take that dick out.” A second nip is delivered. “Get ready to give our gorgeous cum dumpster what only we can.”
Feral groans leave them in unison.
We fought like animals.
Time to fuck like ‘em.
“I want your cock, Sir,” Rabbit sultrily states non-injured hand flying to the button of my pants. “Give it to me?”
Pleased chortles are followed by me leaning back onto my palms and grunting, “Take it.”
And she does.
One minute her fingers are expeditiously working to free my shaft and the next she’s squatted on top of it, thong pitilessly pulled to the side, palm gripping my shoulder, bouncing so furiously, her ass recklessly bumps into my balls while content filled puffs of air flutter towards the early morning sky.
Between having my dick enveloped in white-hot heat and my nuts drenched in scorching stickiness, it’s almost fucking impossible not to immediately come.
I mean…I wanna fucking come.
I wanna come and keep coming and then turn her ass over and come in there too, but I can’t.
Biology shit or whatever.
Anatomy?
Fuck, I hate labels sometimes.
Knowing I don’t have long – that we don’t have long – until the spikes of adrenaline or whatever natural high we’re on wears off, I snap my head over to The Kid and demand, “Put your cock in our pretty little whore’s mouth.”
Reluctance to spring to his feet to be swallowed whole is non-existent.
She doesn’t waste a second parting her slightly puffy lips wider.
Or gliding him down the back of her throat.
Or contracting the muscles once he’s there which causes him to practically purr, “Fuckkkkkkk, baby…” I happily smirk at the sight of his hand diving into the matted mess she’s calling hair. “Choke on it for me.”
Bobbing motions slightly shift her bucking, calling to me to clamp down on her hips.
Heave upward.
Sync my sharp thrusts to his.
Fuck her in one hole while he fucks the other.
“Ours,” I possessively pant at the same time I contort forward to latch onto her neck. “Ours.”
“Alllllll,” croons our boyfriend during his deeper dives, “ourrrrssssss.”
My tongue rolls around to the front of her neck allowing me to feel exactly where his dick is scraping.
Carving.
Claiming.
“Fuckkkkkk,” Kid rumbles prior to reaching for the back of my head. “I wanna be inside you too, Sir.”