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Am I doing okay? Well, I’m still breathing at this point, so I would say, yeah.
But all I can do is nod. Words fail me.
“I think she’s lost the ability to speak,” Kayce says as he walks up to me. His hands reach down to my skirt. “I think this needs to go, don’t you, angel?” Before I can answer, my skirt is around my ankles, and I am standing there in only my black thong.
Kayce grins as he stares at me in nothing but my underwear. My verywetthong, because holy fuck.
He grips the sides of my face as he brings his lips down on mine. Teasing me with his kisses, almost pulling away with each kiss. I let out a little whimper as I try to feel more of his lips on me. But he just keeps giving me the littlest taste of him.
I feel his hand leave the side of my face and slowly travel down between my breasts, leaving my skin scorching hot with his touch. His lips hover over mine as he reaches right at the band of my thong.
“I wonder how wet you are, angel. Are you soaking wet right now?”
I swallow. “Yes.” My words come out all breathy.
Kayce just nods to Tristan, who turns me around. He picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist. I fold my arms around his neck, and we start moving. Suddenly, I am thrown into the air. I let out a yelp as I hit the bed and bounce.
In front of me are four insanely sexy men. I watch as Tristan starts to pull his shirt over his head in that sexy way that no guy should be able to do, but somehow he can.
Holy hotness.
My eyes widen at the view of the men in front of me. All of them look feral, like they want to devour me. And who am I to stop them?
“Sweetheart, tell me you still want this,” Drew says from the front of the bed. I nod, but he shakes his head. “Words, Rae. I need your words.”
“Y-Yes, I want it. Please,” I almost moan out.
I’m so wound up that I don’t even realize I’m rubbing my legs together, trying to get the littlest of friction at my core. That is, until Drew grabs hold of me and shakes his head.
He spreads my legs apart with a smirk. “Someone is a little needy. We will take care of that for you.”
Kayce and Asher come up on both sides of me. Asher kisses me as Kayce peppers kisses down my neck. I feel kisses runningup my leg, and I open my eyes to see Drew slowly easing his way to my core. And oh my God, I need that fire stoked right now.
I buck my hips up slightly as he gets closer. He lets out a little chuckle, his fingers grazing over the little fabric that is covering me, letting out a growl.
“She is fucking soaked.” Drew rips my thong off me, and before I can even react to that, I feel a tongue lick straight up my slit to my clit. I moan in Asher’s mouth.
“I think her eyes just rolled back into her head.” Asher pinches my other nipple.
Remember I said sensory overload a few minutes ago? At this point, all circuits are fried.
Life at this point does not mother fucking compute.
My mind tries to focus on every touch and every feeling I am experiencing. But I can’t just focus on one thing. Asher’s lips move from mine to my breast, softly biting and pulling on my nipple before pulling away slightly.
I look down, and my hands instantly grab hold of Drew’s hair. His tongue teases around my clit. His teeth nip at it, giving it gentle kisses and blowing on it. I try to pull him deeper into me. My need to come is overpowering me; they have me so worked up, I just need to find my release.
“Not yet, sweetheart,” Drew teases me.
I open my eyes to see him pulling away, and I let out a whimper. “Wait, please.” My voice comes out all hoarse. “I need?—”
“Oh, I know what you need, kitten.” Tristan steps up between my legs. “On your knees. Let me see that beautiful ass of yours.”
My mind slowly processes his words as I feel Kayce and Asher pull away. Instantly, I lose the heat from their bodies on mine. And apparently, I haven’t moved fast enough, because Tristan reaches and grabs my hips and tosses me over like I’m nothing.
Then I feel a sharp pain on my ass as his hand comes down on it. I let out a yelp, and I can instantly feel myself getting wetter, if that’s even possible.
“Hey! That hurt!” I look back over my shoulder as I adjust myself from being tossed around like a ragdoll by him.