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Story: The Heiress's First Date
“Yours,” Katherine cries, echoing Alex’s uttered ‘Mine.’
The moment is messy and perfect.
A tangle of limbs. Spiraling emotion. And I don’t even care that another man just claimed my best friend as his own.
Who even am I?
But everything about this feels right. Like we were on four different paths, destined to meet here and now. That sounds hokey, but it’s the truth. If I hadn’t left six years ago, we never would have found our way to Gabe and Alex.
And the amazing part is, even while she’s in his arms, I know she hasn’t forgotten that I’m here. Or Gabe.
Alex moans, head tipped back, showing off all the muscles and tendons of his throat. The man is an Adonis. Muscles straining. Feet flexing and pointing. No doubt painting her insides with his cum, just as he promised.
Watching him lose control is incredible. Intimate. Binding us all closer.
Katherine sits tall, taking him deep, owning him. Owning all of us.
She slips a hand between her legs and teases her clit until she cries out. Her shoulders curl forward as her fingers prolong her orgasm.
Her face is a mask of pleasure, jaw dropped, eyes squinted closed. Then her head tips back, raining all that gorgeous hair over her shoulders as she moans.
“You make the best sounds, Princess,” Gabe says, hands cupping her breasts, his fingers still glistening from the lube.
Her hips rotate in Alex’s lap, tiny movements as she spirals downward, wringing every last bit of bliss.
I’ve never seen anything more stunning in my life.
And I love that I already know her so well. Her sounds. The way her skin tightens. Our connection is stronger than ever.
My cock bobs and dribbles with precum, every muscle in my body tight with readiness. But as much as I’d love to snatch her off Alex’s dick and impale her onto my own, I sit tight because I don’t want to miss a thing.
Gabe presses a kiss against her spine and then excuses himself, backing off the ottoman and striding for the door. A few seconds later, I hear water running, but the sound is drowned out by Katherine’s lusty sigh.
She collapses between me and Alex, then flops onto her back, sucking ragged breaths into her lungs. Her gaze meets mine, and the corners of that kissable mouth turn up in a satiated smile. She’s never looked prettier.
6
KATHERINE
I blow a strand of hair off my face and grin over at Alex after I look away from King. His massive chest heaves as he tries to get enough oxygen. His hair is wild, standing in all directions, and he stares up at the ceiling like he’s shocked.
Wreck Alexander Hunt. Mission accomplished. I give myself a mental pat on the back and suck in a lungful of air.
I take quick stock of my body, starting with my well-loved pussy. These three might just be the end of me. I hadn’t planned on King stuffing me full with a butt plug and getting ruined myself. Because Alex is not a small man in any way, shape, or form. So Alex plus the plug stretched me to my limits. And I loved it.
“I’ve never come that hard before,” I admit to no one in particular.
King rolls closer, a happy sound rumbling from his chest, those light green eyes sparkling with intent that leaves me breathless. “Challenge accepted.”
When he says challenge accepted, I have no doubt he’ll succeed. My clit throbs at the prospect.Down girl.
I need five minutes.
Gabe saunters into the room, wiping his hands on a dark gray towel. He tosses it over the arm of the sofa and crawls toward me.
Okay, three minutes.
My stomach does a cartwheel, and I instinctively spread my thighs.
The moment is messy and perfect.
A tangle of limbs. Spiraling emotion. And I don’t even care that another man just claimed my best friend as his own.
Who even am I?
But everything about this feels right. Like we were on four different paths, destined to meet here and now. That sounds hokey, but it’s the truth. If I hadn’t left six years ago, we never would have found our way to Gabe and Alex.
And the amazing part is, even while she’s in his arms, I know she hasn’t forgotten that I’m here. Or Gabe.
Alex moans, head tipped back, showing off all the muscles and tendons of his throat. The man is an Adonis. Muscles straining. Feet flexing and pointing. No doubt painting her insides with his cum, just as he promised.
Watching him lose control is incredible. Intimate. Binding us all closer.
Katherine sits tall, taking him deep, owning him. Owning all of us.
She slips a hand between her legs and teases her clit until she cries out. Her shoulders curl forward as her fingers prolong her orgasm.
Her face is a mask of pleasure, jaw dropped, eyes squinted closed. Then her head tips back, raining all that gorgeous hair over her shoulders as she moans.
“You make the best sounds, Princess,” Gabe says, hands cupping her breasts, his fingers still glistening from the lube.
Her hips rotate in Alex’s lap, tiny movements as she spirals downward, wringing every last bit of bliss.
I’ve never seen anything more stunning in my life.
And I love that I already know her so well. Her sounds. The way her skin tightens. Our connection is stronger than ever.
My cock bobs and dribbles with precum, every muscle in my body tight with readiness. But as much as I’d love to snatch her off Alex’s dick and impale her onto my own, I sit tight because I don’t want to miss a thing.
Gabe presses a kiss against her spine and then excuses himself, backing off the ottoman and striding for the door. A few seconds later, I hear water running, but the sound is drowned out by Katherine’s lusty sigh.
She collapses between me and Alex, then flops onto her back, sucking ragged breaths into her lungs. Her gaze meets mine, and the corners of that kissable mouth turn up in a satiated smile. She’s never looked prettier.
6
KATHERINE
I blow a strand of hair off my face and grin over at Alex after I look away from King. His massive chest heaves as he tries to get enough oxygen. His hair is wild, standing in all directions, and he stares up at the ceiling like he’s shocked.
Wreck Alexander Hunt. Mission accomplished. I give myself a mental pat on the back and suck in a lungful of air.
I take quick stock of my body, starting with my well-loved pussy. These three might just be the end of me. I hadn’t planned on King stuffing me full with a butt plug and getting ruined myself. Because Alex is not a small man in any way, shape, or form. So Alex plus the plug stretched me to my limits. And I loved it.
“I’ve never come that hard before,” I admit to no one in particular.
King rolls closer, a happy sound rumbling from his chest, those light green eyes sparkling with intent that leaves me breathless. “Challenge accepted.”
When he says challenge accepted, I have no doubt he’ll succeed. My clit throbs at the prospect.Down girl.
I need five minutes.
Gabe saunters into the room, wiping his hands on a dark gray towel. He tosses it over the arm of the sofa and crawls toward me.
Okay, three minutes.
My stomach does a cartwheel, and I instinctively spread my thighs.
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