Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45515 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 228(@200wpm)___ 182(@250wpm)___ 152(@300wpm)
Lifting her up, Trick moved their drinks and cookies out of the way.
He spread open her thighs and simply looked at her.
“Wait, wait, the cookies, I don’t want to burn them.”
Trick was already lifting them out of the oven as Junior moved over her.
“You’re not jealous?” she asked.
“Oh, I’m jealous, baby. Not because you’ve been with them but because they got to taste you first. To watch you come, but now, I’m going to take my turn. Trick and I, we’ve got a few things up our sleeves, and believe me, we’re going to rock your world.”
He licked her tits, cupping them in his hands, biting down.
Trick cleared his throat, and Junior moved down, allowing Trick the chance to do the same to her breasts.
Her stomach quivered as he moved down, and as he finally got to her pussy, she was soaking wet.
Leah belonged to the club. They could all share her, and he didn’t have a problem with that. Spreading the lips of her pussy, he wouldn’t fuck her today, nor would Trick. When the guys got back, they would all need to have a talk about how to deal with this.
No woman had ever gotten between the club, and he knew it wouldn’t happen now. They were a team. They were bound together by more than words. They were a brotherhood to rival all.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, Junior knew they could all make this work with Leah. She was a woman designed for not just one man, but many, five at the most. They could all have a piece of her.
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“Let’s move this into a more comfortable room,” Trick said.
He didn’t want her spread open on the hard, wooden surface. Before he could take control, Junior lifted her up in his arms. “Lead the way.”
There was only one place he wanted to go, so they carried her up to his bedroom. Junior tried to negotiate for his room, but Trick wasn’t having it.
He wanted her spread out and ready in his room. To have his sheets covered in her scent. There was nothing he wanted more.
Junior placed her on the edge of the bed, and Trick made quick work of ridding himself of his jeans.
Moving between her thighs while Junior had to deal with his too-tight belt, Trick smiled down at her.
“Hello, sweetheart,” he said.
“Hey, Trick.” Her cheeks were flushed.
Running a hand down her body, he stroked over the buds of her tits, gliding down to cup her pussy, finding her so wet.
“Do you want us?” he asked.
“Yes.”
She lifted her hand, and her fingers wrapped around his shaft. He closed his eyes and growled at the immense pleasure that washed over him just from her touch alone.
He couldn’t think, not that he wanted to. Why would he want to think when he had this woman in his life, on his bed? This was a dream come true.
Junior moved behind her on the bed, pulling her brown hair out of the way, off one shoulder. He licked her neck, then bit the spot right over her pulse.
She grasped Trick’s dick harder as he slid a finger between her folds, touching her. He loved how wet she was.
“I want to taste her,” Junior said.
Rather than lay her down, Junior lifted her up onto her knees, sliding between her thighs.
Trick stared into her eyes. One of her hands went to his shoulders to steady herself, and the other worked his cock.
“Am I doing this right?” she asked.
“Yes. More than okay.” He skimmed his fingers up her body before sinking them into her hair, tilting her head back as Junior licked at her pussy.
The sounds of how wet she was filled the room.
He slammed his lips down, wanting to claim every single part, to not let a piece of her go.
She kept on working his dick, and he was so close it was fucking unreal. He’d never been a quick draw with coming, but this was everything he wanted.
He gripped her hand tightly, making her leave his dick alone. If he came now, he’d be so embarrassed.
“What is it?” she asked. “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing is wrong at all. I don’t think I can last with you touching me like that.”
He watched as her teeth sank against her lip, and he looked down to see Junior working her pussy.
“Does he feel good against your pussy like that?” he asked.
“So good.”
“Are you going to come?”
“Yes.”
“Then come for us. Let us hear you scream.”
Her nails sank into the flesh of his shoulders, and when she finally came, it was a beautiful sight to behold. Junior worked her pussy throughout, not allowing her to come down from the peak.
Before his eyes, she slid into a second, more powerful orgasm, and then she collapsed against him.
Kissing her lips, he moved her toward the bed, so she could rest.