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After I removed the last of his clothes, I licked my lips at the sight of his muscled, tattooed chest. He was chiseled to perfection, his dick long and hard. I couldn’t wait to feel him everywhere.

Stefan pulled us onto the couch, so I could straddle his thighs. “Fuck, baby.” He ran his hands up and down my arms, creating an inferno beneath my skin. “Ride my cock.”

With my arms around his neck, I pushed him inside me, moaning with each inch of him stretching me out. I breathed hard against his lips, panting. He was so big my eyes slammed shut from the sudden pressure.

I heard a door slam upstairs, my heart racing into overdrive. “Is Angelo home?”

He etched his fingers into my bare ass and smirked. “Show my brother how good you fuck me, pretty girl.”

Footsteps pounded the hardwood floors upstairs, the sound traveling toward the living room. Our apartments had spiral staircases, the second floor overlooking the living room.

“I thought I smelled your sweet pussy.” Angelo leaned over the railing and watched me with those hunters’ eyes. “Look at our good girl acting like a little slut.”

“She’s our slut,” Stefan grunted as he pumped his cock harder and faster, matching my movements. “Come down here, brother. Stop lurking.”

Angelo was a voyeur.

That much I had learned from our night together at The Monella Club. He got intense gratification from watching people have sex. And he especially seemed excited about me fucking his brothers.

Angelo rushed down the stairs and sat on the couch across from us. Even with my back to him, I felt his gaze on my body. Knowing he was watching us, finding enjoyment in my moans, made my skin sizzle.

“Turn around for me, college girl.” Angelo’s voice was deep and sexy. “I want to watch you.”

Of course, he did.

I couldn’t wait until our next time together at the club. He promised to show me something different, something I would like. And I was desperate to find out what my freaky boss had in mind.

With Stefan’s help, I turned around to see Angelo stroking his cock through the slit in his pants. I leaned back on Stefan’s chest, and Angelo’s eyes darted between my thighs. He jerked himself harder and watched his brother’s cock disappear inside me.

Angelo looked like an animal ready to attack, and his jaw clenched as he rubbed his hand up and down his shaft. Until my graduation, I had little experience with men. And zero experience with men like the Luciano brothers. I never thought I would enjoy having their attention.

But I loved it.

Stefan pinched my nipples as his lips brushed my ear. “Angelo told me you like to watch.” He nibbled on my earlobe. “Is that true, my little cock slut?”

“Yes,” I whimpered, my legs shaking uncontrollably, forcing him to hold me tighter. “I like it.”

“Do you want my brother?”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned.

Angelo slid off the couch and gripped my shoulders. He helped me ride his twin while pushing his cock into my mouth. “Look at you, college girl.” Wrapping his fingers around my throat, he squeezed as I sucked his dick. “Not so sweet anymore.”

Stefan gripped my hips and slammed into me, the two of them finding the perfect rhythm. My tongue glided across each of Angelo’s piercings. The first time I gave him a blow job, it felt weird but oddly exciting. His dick was beautiful, with the skin pulled tight and six barbells up his shaft.

I made it a point to flick my tongue over the barbell at the tip of his cock, and he fisted my hair, his eyes on me.

“You wanna feel my piercings in your pussy?”

I nodded.

After Stefan came inside me, Angelo lifted me off him and bent me over so we faced his brother. He moved behind me and grabbed my hips, teasing my opening with his pierced cock. And then he inched into me, letting me feel each of his piercings.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned, my eyes closing from the overwhelming sensation spreading down my arms and thighs, all the way to my toes. “That feels…”

I couldn’t even get out the words because there was no way to describe how the metal rubbed me in all the right places. He slid his hand beneath my chin and tilted my head back. Each time his thick cock split me open, I closed my eyes and breathed through my nose.

Once my body adjusted to him, Angelo fucked me so hard his balls slapped my skin. My moans spilled from my lips, his name turning into screams of pleasure. Stefan didn’t take his eyes off me, not even for a second.


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