Page 144 of Too Far

My ass grips his hard length as I adjust to the fullest sensation I’ve ever experienced.

“Taste how much she loves this.” Kylian’s voice is a rasp as he lifts those same two fingers to Nicky.

Locke cants forward and eye fucks me. Without preamble, he wraps his lips around his best friend’s fingers and siphons my cum off his hand. The sucking and groaning are obscene. His lascivious expression through the whole encounter pulls all the air from my lungs.

I clench again, and Kendrick hisses between his teeth. “Stop fucking around, you two. I need to move.”

The slight jostling as he shifts sends a bolt of lightning through me. “Please,” I beg. “I need him to move.”

I’ve never needed anything more in my life.

“We both want in.” Kylian nods to Nicky. “We’re going to take turns, but tell us if it’s too much.”

I nod absentmindedly. My brain is so fogged with desire I can’t grasp a coherent thought. All I can do is feel.

Kylian seeks my entrance, lining himself up like he’s done so many times before. This time, though, is wholly unique. I don’t know where he’s going to go. I don’t know how he thinks he’ll fit. Not when I’m this full—

“Jo.”

My eyes flit to his. To the man I trust implicitly. My safe place. My harbor in the storm.

He pushes in, never taking his eyes off me.

“You are here,” he tells me.

“This is now,” I murmur.

Pleasure surges to my core as the most delicious warmth pools in my belly.

They’re both in. Sharing me. Filling me to the brink, promising uncharted pleasure. I slam my mouth into Kylian’s, panting. “Fuck me, Daddy.”

Following orders, he finds a rhythm, and once he sets his pace, Kendrick moves, too.

“Fucking hell. I can feel your cock every time she spasms around us,” Kendrick grunts.

“She’s perfect. So fucking perfect for us.”

One pushes. One pulls. I’m alight with heat and pleasure as the fullness overwhelms my senses.

When I’m on the precipice, so blissed out I can’t tell which way is up, Kylian pulls out and moves away.

Disappointment hits me like a sucker punch, but the pain instantly dissipates when Locke appears before me.

“Nicky’s bigger than me.” Kylian strokes himself, his attention fixed between my thighs. “You’re going to have to breathe through this one, baby.”

I’m ready. I want him so much I ache.

Locke slides into my cunt, and the stretch is so overwhelming I gasp.

Fuck. I’m not ready.

My ass is so full and my body is lit up with pleasure. With Locke buried to the hilt, with his pubic piercing hitting my clit with sniper-level accuracy as he thrusts up and joins us together, I almost black out.

“Fuck,” I whimper, seeking out Kylian’s mouth.

He kisses me greedily, one hand weaving through my hair and angling my head back so he can feed me his tongue. “Breathe out, baby.”

I do.