Page 44 of Charming Violet

I look at them, waiting, impatiently so. My clit has its own pulse, throbbing for attention so I get to my knees and rip my top off. I want and need them. The ache between my legs is becoming stronger made only worse by their feral looks.

“Tsk Tsk, did we tell you to take your shirt off?” Fucking Landon, always wanting to be in control.

“You were all taking too long.”

“See? Brat.” Axel chuckles.

“I am not.”

“Thirteen, little one”

I snap my mouth shut, but my pussy clenches with the promise.

“Good girl,” Landon’s praise is not helping my situation.

“Please?” I’m not sure what I’m asking for.

“Please what?” Maverick asks through a cocky grin.

“I need to come.”

“Well, not without manners you won’t be.”Fucking Landon.

I let out a choked noise somewhere between arousal and frustration “Please, please let me come. Please help me come.”

“Fuck,” all three say in unison. And then they pounce.

Landon is kissing my neck, Maverick has claimed my mouth, and Axel is working my pants off. I lift my hips to help him, and once they are off, he is kissing his way up my leg. Starting at my ankle, then the side of my calf muscle. Every now and then, he lightly bites me. I buck my hips, seeking friction, and moan into Maverick’s mouth. Landon is palming one of my boobs. Axel has made his way to the apex between my thighs.

“So wet baby.” He delicately slides a finger between my folds. I can’t help but shudder at the contact.

“Tell me, Letty, has anyone ever got you this wet?”

“This all just for us?” As if Maverick really needed to ask.

“Yes, all for you three. Just for you three.”

Axel slides a finger into me, and his thumb lightly brushes my swollen clit.

Landon bites my neck and pinches my nipple. Maverick slips his tongue in my mouth caressing my tongue before withdrawing then nibbling on my bottom lip. Axel has started to thrust, and I know I won’t last longer.

“I can feel this warm pussy pulsing.”

“Are you close, little one?” Maverick’s attention on my mouth breaks.

“Yes, oh my god yes!”

A phone rings.

“Whose fucking phone is that?” Axel stops, and I cry out in frustration. So close. So, fucking close!

“I think that’s Landon’s.”

“Ignore it, god, please, ignore it, I need you.” Jesus, I sound so whiny.

Landon returns his attention to my neck and breast, Maverick is back to kissing me while palming my other boob, and Axel spanks my pussy, putting me right back on edge.

Landon’s phone rings.