Total pages in book: 170
Estimated words: 168980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 168980 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 845(@200wpm)___ 676(@250wpm)___ 563(@300wpm)
“Holy…fuck.” Her eyes widen. “Is this, really—?”
“It’s happening.” I quickly and easily lift Sulli in a front-piggyback again.
Her smile explodes.
She totally flexes her strength and makes a show of supporting herself on me. Arms wrapped around my shoulders, legs tight around my waist.
She says, “How’s that for a fucking string bean?”
“Not bad, string bean.”
She laughs with emotion in her eyes. “Say it again.”
“Super strong, string bean.”
“Again.”
I nuzzle closer. “I love you, string bean.”
We kiss. But not for long. With one hand on her ass for support she doesn’t really need, I reach my hand out as Banks passes me a condom.
Ripping it open, I sheathe myself.
Banks is behind Sulli, and she leans her weight against him. Shoulders to his chest, Sulli slightly turns her head. They kiss and kiss, and when they pry their lips off, he sucks on the nape of her neck.
She lets out a whimper, her eyes on me.
Getting her off is peak fun for me—and I slip a couple fingers inside Sulli. She’s already soaked.
While Banks and I are standing, I hold underneath her thighs, and I carefully ease inside Sulli, heat inviting me in with warmth. She gasps at the fullness. Her thighs tremble.
I let out a groan. My eyes want to roll back. She’s so tight around me.
She clutches my shoulder and Banks’ bicep, and I’m on fire. Dying to push in and out in a hypnotic, mind-altering rhythm.
I sweep her features, ensuring she’s okay, and I thrust in that deep, pleasured pace.
“I can’t…” Sulli looks between us, melting. Melting. She cries out as I keep moving. “Kits. Kits. Banks.” He circles her nipples with his thumb.
“You can’t take me?” I ask against her lips. “You can’t take this?” I don’t stop moving inside Sulli.
She breathes back, “It feels so…fucking…” She whimpers as she watches my cock disappear between her legs.
I swallow a groan. “That’s inside you, Sul,” I whisper. “You want Banks inside you next?”
“Fuck, yes.” Her fingers tighten on me. Probably Banks too. Gripping like she’s going to plummet a thousand feet.
Still standing up, I shift my hands to her hips. I pump Sulli up and down on me. She leans more against Banks, relaxing into the movement.
He dips his head and takes her mouth in his. They kiss as I make love to her pussy.
Quickening my pace, she breaks from his lips to let out another high-pitched cry. The sound is one I treasure. It stirs me to move faster, harder.
Her mouth is agape, breath jettisoning from her body in overcome waves. Her eyes are lost in us, and my muscles burn. I love you, Sulli.
I love you.
I will always love you.
She holds onto Banks for support. I feel her pulsate around my cock. Her eyes roll, and the image sends me over.
I don’t stop thrusting until my climax hits me in a solid force. Her orgasm throbs me more, and I quickly slip out so that he can have her.
Keeping her in my arms, I hike her higher on my waist and I spread her wider. “He’s going in from behind,” I tell Sulli as she tries to see him.
He has the perfect angle.
“In my ass?” she asks with raised brows, like she’s game for anal sex right now.
“No way in hell,” Banks says.
She frowns. “Why not?”
I try not to smile. “For one, we don’t have lube. For another, you’re still pretty new to sex. We’re not throwing you into the major leagues.”
“A league I’ve never entered,” Banks tells her.
“I have,” I note.
Sulli is very interested. Her eyes light up with questions, but we’ll have time to discuss more.
This isn’t the end.
For better or for worse, I made a choice the moment I stepped into the shower. Maybe even the moment I went to the doctor’s office.
And I’m not turning back around.
Lifting Sulli a little higher again, Banks holds her ass. She looks over her shoulder. Watching him slip up into her heat.
Her breathing quickens from the new position.
“You okay?” Banks and I ask at the same time.
“Yeah, yeah. Fuck. Keep going.” Her lips part.
I have the best view of his cock sinking into her so very slowly.
“Oh my fucking God,” she moans into a cry, her legs quaking in my grip.
I’m getting hard again.
“Banks,” she cries. “Banks.” Her thighs twitch and shake.
“You’re alright,” Banks says against her ear.
“Breathe,” I tell Sulli.
I watch her take a deep inhale. And then he rocks in, out, in, out. Her lips part in a perfect O. Her eyes fixed to me; he pumps inside her heat with deep grunts.
She cries out our names.
Another orgasm ripples through her, her abs tightening. Her toes curl and she lets out the sweetest sounds.
Then Banks curses, “Fuck.”
Not a good fuck. He keeps cursing. Alarm shoots through me. What the hell happened? She’s okay. He’s not okay.
He pulls out but keeps Sulli in his arms.