Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73425 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 294(@250wpm)___ 245(@300wpm)
“Shh, it’s okay,” someone whispers. The hand is removed from my mouth and I step back a little bit, going further into the room. Meanwhile, my breasts are heaving while I look around wild-eyed.
Because Jason and Jordan are here. What the hell? My pupils dilate as I look at them because how did they get away, when the entire girl group is on their heels? My heart is beating like a running gazelle. For a hot second I really thought I was being kidnapped. It’s irrational, of course, because I’m safely in a friend’s apartment, but still. What’s going on?
“Holy cow,” I exclaim. My hand is over my heart. “What are you doing? We need to get back out there before they realize we’re in the bedroom.”
I look between the two men, but they remain mute. Instead, their blue eyes flash in the darkness, and those big forms are overwhelming in the small space. I go hot all over. Am I missing something? Were they trying to scare me?
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah sweetheart,” Jordan nods. “Did you like what you heard? Out there?” he motions with his chin.
“About Leah and Rachel?” They nod. “Yes, it was interesting, but we have to get back. Those girls are sharp, and they’re going to notice that you guys are missing. Both of you at once, especially.”
Jordan laughs.
“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. The girls are like waggling puppies: out of sight, out of mind. If we take a few minutes off, it’s fine. But to get back on topic: what did you think about our explanation of Leah and Rachel’s relationship?”
I take a deep breath, only somewhat soothed.
“Your explanation was reasonable, and that’s a great way to discuss a Bible story. But it’s just a story, right? I mean, I believe in the Bible, but at the same time I don’t think that everything in there is true. For example, I’m not sure I believe that people used to live for centuries back in the time of Noah.”
The two men look thoughtful.
“Sweetheart, you’re definitely up on your theology, that’s for sure. Because yeah, supposedly Noah and others who lived around that time had life spans of a few hundred years instead of the seventy to ninety that’s common today. But what did you think of ménages in general? Even knowing that not everything in the Bible is literally true.”
I grin.
“It’s hot, is what I think. Especially if I’m the one who’s at the center.”
That’s all it takes for them to be on top of me. Jason grabs my hands and pins them against the wall. Jordan falls to his knees, pulling my jeans down.
“We’re going to have be fast, and you’re going to have to be quiet,” Jason breathes into my ear. His words go straight to my pussy, warming me up from the inside out. This is not how I expected tonight to go, but I’m already ready for them.
“Okay,” I say in a hushed voice.
Jordan pulls my bottoms down, so I’m half-naked. His mouth goes straight to my folds, licking me back and forth. I cry out, trying to keep it down but it’s so hard. Jason moves one of his hands to my mouth, muffling my groans.
“Shh, Mira. We don’t want to alarm anyone.” I nod again, but when Jordan attaches his mouth to my clit a moan tears through my throat again. Oh god, this feels so good and I juice heavily, pouring liquid between his lips. Luckily, Jason keeps his hand on my mouth, keeping the volume at an acceptable level.
I writhe against Jordan’s mouth, grinding down to get the most contact I can achieve. Jason is whispering all the dirty things the two of them plan to do to me, and I lose all control, breaking into a million little pieces. Orgasm rips through my body, assaulting me in waves as I gush heavily, my cunt creaming with pleasure.
I don’t get much of a recovery time because Jordan is off of the ground, and Jason spins me around, so my front is pressed into the wall. His hand travels along the crease of my ass down to where my wet folds tremble in anticipation. He strokes me slowly, giving a soft pinch to my nub.
“What are you feeling, Mira? Are you feeling good?”
“Mm-hm.”
“Let’s make you feel even better.” I hear his zipper, and my toes curl in anticipation, ready for what’s coming next.
As before, Jason knows what he’s doing. His tip probes my bottom and then slowly eases into my ass as I moan and stretch. My hands ball up into fists, eyes shut tight.
“Unnf!” I manage while biting into my fist. “Unnf, unnf!”
I’m doing my best to keep quiet but it’s tough. I know the girls are outside eating their snacks and gossiping, suspecting nothing, yet the fact that anyone could walk in at any moment and catch us in such a compromising position turns me on even more. I’m on the edge of what I can handle, but I also want to be pushed more.