Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75406 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 377(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Arched back so far that I’m looking right into Wraith’s eyes as he looms over me, my breasts are pointed straight up. Then both of their mouths are on me at once, Wraith claiming my lips while Tank takes a nipple in his hot, wet mouth. I gasp into Wraith’s kiss at the sensation.
Up until now, my dating history has been extremely… normal. A few high school boyfriends that didn’t make it much farther than kissing, and one not particularly exciting relationship with a slightly older guy after I graduated where I had sex more to find out what I was missing than anything. He was fine. It was fine.
But never ever in my life have I been on fire like I am right now. I never thought I’d be the kind of girl that would fool around with two guys at once, but now that I am, I’m starting to see the advantages.
Their kisses are very different. Wraith is less brute force passion and more teasing, his tongue playing with mine as he strokes his fingers over the nipple of the breast Tank isn’t worshiping. My heart pounds and my breath is coming in labored pants. I’m twisted between them with one hand behind Tank’s neck for support, and the other clinging to Wraith’s powerful shoulder as I hang on for my life.
Wraith’s hand makes its way down to my leggings and under the stretchy waistband. I’m not wearing panties, so he ends up cupping my bare flesh instead. I groan into Wraith’s mouth as he teases me with his fingertips and rubs a constant slow circle over my clit with the heel of his hand. I pull away from his kiss with a gasp, and straighten, coming face to face with Tank.
There’s something incredibly erotic about riding Wraith’s hand with him fit snugly behind me as Tank leans in and claims my mouth again. His hands are on my breasts, and it starts to get hard to focus on anything but the sensations they are wringing from my eager body.
“Spread her out,” Wraith growls, and suddenly I’m flat on my back on the mattress, looking up at two very sexy, very intense bikers. They are looking at me the same way I was looking at that strawberry milkshake not that long ago, like they want to devour me whole.
“Um… This has been real fun, and um, you guys are amazing, but uh…” I scoot backwards over the mattress.
Fooling around with them has been a little wild and fun, but I’m not sure I’m ready to actually have sex with two men at the same time. Even one of them is probably more than my limited experience has prepared me for.
“Much as it fucking pains me, Trigger. And trust me, it fucking pains me.” Tank gestures towards the massive steel pole pushing at the front of his jeans. “Just lean back and relax. We aren’t doing to do shit you don’t want to do.”
Wraith runs a hand through his long, black hair, the red streak fanning out between his fingers. “Consider this our interview, sweetheart.” He flicks his tongue at me in an unmistakeable gesture.
Oh boy. I’m nodding before I even realize I’ve decided to agree. “Okay.”
They both grin widely as Tank grabs the waist of my leggings and pulls them off in one easy motion. Completely naked for them, I can’t deny I’m a little self-conscious. “Is it… Am I okay? I mean—”
“Shut up,” Tank orders, spreading my legs and settling his big frame between them. He leans in and slides his broad tongue through my folds and flicks the tip against my clit, lighting me up inside like a Christmas tree.
With his hands on the backs of my thighs, holding me open, he explores through, over and around every inch of me. He studies my every reaction, learning what makes me tick. And his dedication pays off. Big time.
“Oh my God,” I moan, fisting the blanket and arching my back.
Wraith laughs. “No Gods here, baby. Only us. “He moves to my side, capturing a nipple in his mouth and using his hand on the other side.
Between Tank’s clever tongue and Wraith’s skilled fingers and mouth, it doesn’t take long before they have me right back on the edge. “More,” I moan, over and over again as an orgasm builds inside me. It swells like a tidal wave approaching land, growing bigger and bigger by the second. “Harder!”
Tank listens, working my clit with fast, strong circles. I know he’s strong, but the man must be doing tongue pushups in his spare time. Holy crap!
“I’m going to come,” I gasp.
“Let it happen,” Wraith whispers into my ear. “Shatter for us. You look so fucking gorgeous like this. All naked and open.”
I feel like a goddess, worshiped by two very dedicated attendants. Sex has never been like this before, and their clothes aren’t even off! When it hits, it’s only them holding me down that keeps me from flying right off the mattress. My fingers find their way into Wraith’s silky hair, and I can’t stop moaning as I explode right onto Tank’s tongue. For a moment, time loses all meaning.