Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72990 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 365(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Kain drops her hair, running his hands over her ribs and waist, and lower over her hips and ass. “You ready for me?” he asks. Gab nods, but the tension in her body is palpable. It’s already a tight squeeze with only my cock in her pussy. I know it’s possible for Kain to fit too, but it’s going to take some work on his part and a whole lot of trust on hers. If she can’t relax her muscles enough, this isn’t going to work.
There’s no pressure other than the fact that none of us want to disappoint Gabriella. We want to make this a memorable exploration of a forbidden fantasy.
You want more than just a fantasy. I don’t want to admit it to myself but it’s there behind every interaction, a need that feels like a hook that links me to her.
Behind all my arousal is the desire to make this so good for Gabriella that she won’t ever want to be with anyone other than us. I want her to look at me, Kain, and Dalton and see men who will take care of her in every way possible.
I want her to want us for more than just this deal.
So much depends on this being explosively good for her. Sex is a physical act, but it’s laced with different layers of emotion. More for women, or so I’ve been told.
For me, I’ve generally been able to separate out the physical from any emotion. I like to have fun with my sexual partners and I’m always transparent about my expectations from any encounter. This is the first time I feel deceitful.
Would Gab want to go through with this if she thought we were all pining for her to be our girlfriend? Probably not.
This whole agreement was built on the foundation of an imminent end date. Maybe that’s what Gabriella wants. Pleasure with the safety of knowing her heart doesn’t have to get involved. Or, and I hope this is the case, she could want more.
I touch her cheek, needing to convey some of what I’m feeling. Baby steps.
So many words form and die on my tongue.
But now’s not the time or place to express deep feelings.
Now’s the time to make fantasies come true.
15
GABRIELLA
When Blake touches my cheek, it feels too gentle to be about sex. It’s too tender not to be borne out of emotional feelings. I swallow down the tightness in my throat and reach for his hand, clasping it tightly in mine as Kain begins to press inside me.
This moment will remain forever in my mind. I feel fractured by the intensity of this experience. Broken and splayed open.
As I clutch at Blake, and Dalton smooths his hand over my back, my body opens to accommodate Kain. The stretching stings at first and I grit my teeth, willing myself to bear it because I don’t want to fail, and I know it’ll be worth it in the end. Kain crowds me, his legs pushing against the backs of my thighs, his big body looming over mine. I’m pressed between him and Blake like peanut butter and jelly between two thick wedges of bread, lost in the inky blackness behind my eyelids.
“Breathe,” Blake whispers. “Breathe. This part is the most difficult. Just imagine your body opening. Imagine it giving way.”
“Think about us both being deep inside you…your pussy spread wide for us,” Kain says, pressing a kiss between my shoulder blades. “Your body is ours, Gabriella.” His finger brushes between the cheeks of my ass, a touch so forbidden but so arousing, all I can do is shiver.
“You’re so fucking perfect,” Blake murmurs again, kissing my lips gently. It’s such a contrast to the intrusion between my thighs.
“You’re doing so great,” Dalton says, reassuring me with a sweet touch on my shoulder.
Kain strokes my hips and thighs like he’s trying to calm a skittish horse and I close my eyes, relishing the caring affection they find so easy to give me. But even as I slip into a mindset of enjoying how attentive they are, the part of me that always struggles to live in a happy moment without already forecasting change worries.
I can’t get attached to Blake, Dalton, and Kain. I can’t let my feelings of love and familiarity forged in the past get too tangled with emotions that seem to be creeping into our sexual relationships. Maybe they’re getting mixed up with what this deal is about. Maybe they’re secretly hoping this will turn into something more.
But how can it?
Travis would be devastated, and I couldn’t live with myself for fracturing their friendship from the inside out. Our parents would never understand. Hell, the world would never understand. I’ve seen the trials and tribulations Ellie’s had to go through and I don’t think I’m strong enough to do the same. I don’t think I could ever trust anyone enough to risk the humiliation of three men breaking up with me.