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He shook his head, smirking. “Nope, not at all.”

But he didn’t sound too sure. Slowly, I moved closer to him, hand running his thighs. “You sure? I can tie you up exactly like I did Kier. He was rock hard, probably liked it more than he will admit.”

Abel smirked, and I realized talking about fucking someone else turned him on. And it made me wet to think about Kier below me, tied up and pissed again.

My hand ran over Abel’s twitching dick. Inhaling sharply, his mouth slammed into mine. Heat rushed over me, need crawling through my body. His hands were on me, pulling me closer to him. Slowly, our mouths devour each other.

“Oh my god, don’t fuck in my car!” Kier snapped almost breathlessly.

I wanted to laugh, but we both knew what was about to happen. I was going to get fucked in his car, and he would have to listen. My fingers moved to my jeans, kicking off my boots. In a swift movement, Abel pulled off my pants and pulled me right into his lap.

My fingers fisted his locs as my core rubbed against his erection. Together, we let out a throaty moan.

“Fuck,” Kier muttered.

I reached down, pulling back and unbuckling Abel’s jeans. He let me, lifting his hips to help me free his cock. He was hard, throbbing, and standing for attention. I spat right against his leaking tip and proceeded to rub my spit up and down his shaft.

The car was silent, except for the sound of my spit all over his dick.

Abel’s head dropped back, eyes locking onto me. His hands moved to my bare ass, spanking one cheek.

I inhaled sharply, hissing at the pain. My core tightened, aching to be filled. Slowly, I lifted myself, pushing my black thong to the side as I pushed Abel into my entrance.

No one else mattered, just me and him and our desire for each other.

A moan escaped me as I slid all the way down his dick. He leaned forward, claiming my lips and pulling me down onto him more. My thighs shook around him as I tried to get used to his long dick.

“Take me,” Abel whispered to me.

Need rushed as I began riding his dick. His hands grabbed my hips, hips thrusting a bit to meet me.

“Fuck,” I moaned.

Something shifted beside me. I looked to see that Beck filled in the seat next to me. His hand was already pulling his dick out. I rolled my hips more as Beck pulled me into a kiss.

Abel groaned, ringed finger moving to my clit.

A moan escaped me as I picked up the pace. “Abel, please.”

Beck snorted, fingers wrapping over my throat. “You’re so pathetic when you beg. Keep going. Beg to be fucked and to come.”

They were going to deny me if I didn’t. I knew they were.

My eyes closed as I felt so much pleasure. I wanted to come so hard. I have been pressed too close to too many men who I wanted today and didn’t get. My moan hitched as I bounced hard.

“Please let me come,” I begged, feeling my thighs quake. “Please don’t stop.”

Abel’s other hand grabbed my ass and bounced me harder. His eyes were locked onto my face, finger working wonders against my clit.

My toes curled, head throwing back. I cried and sobbed, feeling my body get closer and closer to the edge.

All the men were moaning in the car, making me look back at Kier. He had pulled over, eyes locked on the mirrors and tattooed hand jerking up and down his long dick. Piercings clattered as he moved at the pace of my hips, but just seeing his dick sent me over the edge.

“Oh fuck! Fuck! I’m going to come. Please don’t stop! Please don’t stop.” I gripped the door, sobbing. Abel’s name began a chant as I reached my high. My chest fluttered as I gasped for air. My core tightened, and the moment it released, my body succumbed to my orgasm. I cried as liquid rushed down Abel.

He finally let my clit go, hands grabbing my hips as he bounced me.

I grabbed his shoulder, moaning into his neck. My eyes rolled close as my moan hitched again. My sensitive clit was rubbing right against his lower stomach with each contact. I cried, thighs squeezing around him.