Page 38 of Too Sweet
“Look at me, Hot Girl,” Nicky encourages, dragging the tip of his dick through my folds. “I want your focus right here as I slide inside you and we break Decker’s favorite rule together.”
My initial snort transforms into a moan as he enters me. The angle is exquisite. I’m exposed in the most erotic way. I know the others’ eyes are on us. But in this moment, all I see is my sweet Nicky.
“Right there,” I encourage, loving the way he pounds into me at the perfect pace.
Kylian wraps his hand around my throat. Decker and Kendrick caress up my legs, holding me wide open.
“Nicky,” I plead, not even sure what I’m asking for. I just want him. I need him so badly it hurts. The rest of our lives won’t be long enough to show him all the ways I love him.
Knowing just what I need, he brushes at the guys’ arms, and when they release me, he scoops me up so I’m sitting in his lap.
I savor the stretch. Surrender to the intimacy of being so deeply connected, mind, body, and soul. Seconds tick by. Water laps at the sides of the boat. Nothing else matters except this single moment where we’re joined as one and he’s holding me like he never wants to let me go.
As the emotion passes, my body craves more. Squirming in his lap, I grind my clit against his pubic piercing. I’ll never grow tired of feeling the cool, smooth metal against my tight bundle of nerves.
“Plant your feet on either side of me, Hot Girl.”
I do as I’m told, steadying myself and essentially hovering so just the first two inches of his length are sheathed inside me.
With a self-assured smirk, he lifts his hips, raises his pierced eyebrow, then waits for me to nod and give him the go ahead.
He fucks up hard, fast, and with impressive stamina, driving me higher, higher, and higher still until an orgasm rolls through me and sends me tumbling back into his lap.
Warmth coats my insides, Nicky’s release blending with mine as we kiss and cuddle close.
It’s not until Kylian’s at my back that I even remember the others are here with us. When I scan the boat, three ravenous sets of eyes meet my gaze.
“My turn,” Kylian declares, plucking me out of Nicky’s lap.
Cum trickles down my thigh, but I know out of all my guys, Kylian cares the least about excessive liquids and cross-contamination. For a man who loves structure, he really does keep it fluid in our sex life.
“Lay on your side, baby. Legs together. Knees up.”
It’s as easy as breathing to take orders from this man. My body moves into position naturally, then Decker lifts my head and places a pillow beneath me. I’m deliciously cozy yet buzzing with anticipation as Kylian hovers and lines himself up.
One hand caresses my cheek, turning my head to face him.
Then he pushes in and wraps his hand around my throat all in one go.
“Fucking perfect,” he praises with a squeeze.
My pussy clenches around him, a weightless freedom washing over me as I surrender and let him take control.
He thrusts in deep, timing each roll of his hips with the curl of his hand.
“Look around, Jo. They love watching me take you like this, baby.”
I can barely move, but out of the corner of my eye, I catch Decker's and Kendrick’s laser-sharp focus on me. Their expressions are hungry, borderline feral. They both have their dicks in hand.
“Do you love when Daddy chokes you?” Kylian asks.
“I love it,” I confirm, fighting to suck in enough oxygen as my vision blurs around the edges and everything else ceases to exist.
I love it. I need it. I crave it.
“Harder, Daddy,” I beg.
He gives and gives. He knows my body so well that with a final thrust and a constricting squeeze, I come apart just for him.