Sylan steps in and brushes the tips of his fingers over my arms, down the dips of my waist and rests his large hands on my thigh.
“You’re breathtaking and absolutely perfect.”
He knows I am about to contend his assessment of me. How I don’t know, but he presses a finger over my lips and I clamp my mouth shut. “Spread your legs and give Grey a sweet taste, mo chroi.”
With Sy on one side and Drake on the other, one presses a hand to my lower back and the other spreads me wide for his friend, pulling my panties to the side.
I groan, curling my fingers into my fists at the first stroke of Grey's tongue from my clit to my ass. A day’s worth of stubble covers his chin and my God, it’s heaven against my tender skin.
“Oh,” I gasp, pressing back to feel his tongue slip deeper into my wet pussy.
Teeth nibble on the tender flesh of my folds and I moan wildly, head spinning.
I hear a zipper to my right and my heart speeds up as Drake turns my head to see Sylan’s impressive cock jutting out of his dress slacks. So thick, long and dripping with precum.
I tremble a little as I reach out and stroke my fingers over the silky hard steel. So smooth and hot. Drake has my hair in his hands and he holds me steady when Sylan guides the head of his fat cock to brush across my lips.
“So fucking beautiful,” I murmur in awe. I curl my fingers around him tighter and love how he physically shivers. Him, the powerful mobster who controls the dark underbelly of this city, shivers under my touch? I run my hand to the base and marvel when I bring it up, forcing a large drop of precum from the tip.
Drake grips my hair, turns me just right so his friend can smear the hot liquid over my lips.
“Yes,” I whisper, eyes at half-mast. “So perfect.”
“It’s all yours. Every inch of me and every last drop,” Sylan husks. “Now open for me,” he commands and when I do, he pushes past my lips with a deep grunt.
I can feel Grey move behind and I mourn the loss of his tongue teasing my clit, his hands gripping my ass and working the flesh. But I gasp when I feel the hot heat of his cock replace his fingers. Air is hard to come by so I’m breathing harder as Sylan pumps into my mouth. My mouth stretches wide to fit over his massive size, and I love every stroke, every drop of pre-cum smearing over my tongue. The salty-sweet taste has me creaming a little harder. But I desperately want to see Grey’s cock, too. I’m torn between craving Sylan right where he’s at and wanting to feel the heaviness of Grey’s cock in my hands.
But he has other ideas.
He strokes the fat head through my juices in a slow glide that starts at my clit and stops with him teasing my pussy. Dipping the head in just a bit and then pulling out. He repeats to move once, twice... and it takes all my strength not to fall to my knees, begging him to bury himself as deep as he can go.
And then he’s gone. Sylan’s hand takes the place of Drake’s. I look up to see Sylan looking down at me sucking him off and moan hungrily for more. More of him, more of whatever they want from me.
This is beyond filthy. I’ve never done a thing like this in my life. Never dreamed of it. Yet here I am, being shared between three men. I can feel my pussy pulse, my girl-cum spilling out to coat my bare thighs.
I moan feeling almost dizzy with need.
Drake is behind me now and suddenly I can feel the thickness of his cock pressing through his slacks and teasing the seam of my ass.
I moan, writhing against him, and he must like the friction on his cock because he grips my hips and pulls me back until all of my back is pressed firmly against his front.
Fingers wrap around my throat and I’m held in place against one man as his friends take in my body, their gazes hungry as starved wolves.
Sylan and Grey stand with their glorious shafts in hand, precum dripping down the backside making my mouth water.
I grin, feeling the rush of anticipation course through me at high speed.
“Does mo chroí want her cocks?”
Beams of light filter through the unobstructed view of the city and catches in their hair. Both have locks so black that when the light hits a few of the strands, I see hints of blue.
I nod, pulling my lower lip between my teeth for fear of actually begging them to finally fuck me already.
“Put your hands on the glass and spread your legs.”
Currents of anticipation send excitement through every cell in my body as Drake walks me to the window, slips his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and pulls the material past my thighs. They join my uniform on the floor.
He’s on his knees behind me and I suck in a harsh breath when I feel the softness of his lips press into the globes of my ass beside his fingers.