West grabs my hips, fingertips digging into my skin as he positions the tip of his cock at my dripping entrance. He inches inside, and my moan is muffled around Xander’s cock. He fills me, his girth stretching me and making my pussy burn. “Fuck, Lily, I’m barely inside you and my cock’s already ready to explode.”
West pushes deeper, and my mouth goes slack as I lose the ability to form a single rational thought.
“So fucking tight, princess.” Each word West speaks is punctuated with a grunt.
“You need a little help, shorty?” Xander asks.
I merely moan my agreement, and Xander grips the back of my head with both hands and rocks upward, fucking my throat while West sinks all the way inside me. His cock fills every inch of my pussy. He bottoms out, his hips slamming against my ass. Stars pepper my vision. My inner walls flutter and ripple around him and wetness drips down my thighs. With my heart racing, I hear nothing but the sound of my blood thundering in my ears. Thighs tingling and core clenching, I'm consumed by pleasure as they fuck my mouth and pussy to the same relentless pace. Time loses all meaning.
West rolls his hips, sweeping his engorged tip across my G-spot at the same time Xander sinks all the way into my throat. My climax rockets through me like a bullet train, rendering me incapable of holding myself up. But they do it for me as they fuck me through every single tremor. And I lose myself in the euphoria of giving them complete control. They dominate my body in a way I’ve never allowed anyone to do before, at least not willingly. Their groans and growls and whispered words of praise, telling me how beautiful I am and how well I take them both, take me to a level of euphoria I’ve never experienced before, and a sensation of freedom envelops me.
When my second orgasm hits, it’s nothing short of life altering. I will never be the same again.
Chapter
Sixteen
WEST
Zeke takes a seat in my office, his biceps straining at the fabric of his T-shirt and a thin film of sweat coating what little skin he has on display. I prefer him shirtless for his post-workout routine, when he comes into my office with his protein shake to talk through our plans for the day.
He chugs half his shake in one go before placing the cup on my desk. “So, how was last night?”
His question alone makes my cock twitch. “It was good. Better than good, actually. We fucked her bare.” His brow furrows in a scowl, making his deep brown eyes seem even darker. “She’s clean and she’s on birth control, so why the fuck would I bother with a condom? I couldn’t wait to feel her, Zeke. And fuck me.” I drag my bottom lip through my teeth because remembering her snug, wet cunt is making me hard.
“That was reckless, West. She could have been lying about her birth control.”
It was reckless, which is unlike me. But for some reason, Lily makes me want to take risks. “She had an implant in her arm. I felt it. I didn’t let my dick completely take over.”
His only response is a grunt. I look up at the ceiling and blow out a breath. The sooner he gets out of his head about the whole Lily situation, the better for all of us. “You should have joined us.”
He shakes his head. “Not yet.”
I narrow my eyes. “Why? I know you like her.”
He shifts in his seat and picks an invisible piece of lint from his sweatpants. “I do, huh?”
“Correct me if I’m wrong, but wasn’t it you who invited her to our booth the other night?”
He grunts, refusing to make eye contact with me. “So?”
“When was the last time you did that, Zeke? I can’t remember. Can you?”
“So, I think she’s hot. I’m not avoiding her, West. I’m just …” He sighs, and I wait for him to continue. “I’ve been looking into her.”
“Okay.” Zeke does background checks on all the women we allow into our lives, so I’m not surprised. “And?”
“She checks out. Graduated from Columbia eighteen months ago. Came third in her class.”
Impressed, I whistle through my teeth.
Zeke nods, running a hand through his hair. “On a full academic scholarship. Like she told us, she now works in the mail room at Grayson.”
“So she got a full scholarship and graduated third in her class. So why the fuck is she a bike messenger?”
He shrugs. “Everyone I spoke to at Grayson says she loves her job there. And she’s had a couple of articles published. I guess she’s trying to break into publishing but hasn’t made it yet.”