God, I hope so. I’m so fucking ready to get fucked, right now.
Mav licks the seam of my mouth before trapping my bottom lip between his teeth and biting hard enough to hurt.
Then he’s gone.
I’ve got one finger pushing and retreating, turning and twisting inside my pussy while Finn continues to lave my nipples. One, then the other. Electricity runs through my veins. As if my nerve endings are on fire.
“Fuck her mouth, Mav.”
I lick my lips and open up for him as requested, anticipation running through me that this is actually going to happen.
Finn grabs me by my upper arms and turns me so I’m lying down on the couch. Linc follows me, finger fucking me without losing a beat.
Contrary to what I’m anticipating, Finn doesn’t place my head on a cushion, he lets it hang off the armrest—hair hanging freely toward the floor—face up, mouth still open and ready.
Finn brings my arms to my stomach, his order loud and clear when he squeezes my wrists together. “Don’t move.”
“Jesus fucking Christ, look at her.” Mav is right there at the side of my face, his dick caressing my cheek before he places the head of his cock at my lips and runs it around like he’s painting them.
Then he pushes inside. Slowly, until my nose is against his groin, the hair tickling my nose and depriving me of my breath as he grabs my hair and fucks my face for a second too long.
“Give me your tears, V. Fucking give them to me.”
Lincoln adds another finger to my pussy, fucking me harder and harder as Mav places his hand on my throat—massaging the column—like he’s trying to feel his cock.
Finn steps away and Mav practically straddles my face from behind, his balls heavy on the bridge of my nose, like he wants to fuck my throat, and I love that I make him crazy with need.
Before coming back, Finn takes a belt from somewhere in the room. When he straddles my chest, he takes my hands and uses it to secure them at my forearms, tight enough to give me a bite of pain. My hips leap from the couch, pushing Lincoln deeper into me, harder, in and out.
Finn takes both of my tits in his hands and as he creates a tunnel with them, he places his dick in the valley, lubricating my skin with his precum.
With Linc finger fucking my pussy, Finn fucking my tits, and Mav in my mouth, I’m losing my grasp on reality—my orgasm rising from the depths of my soul.
“The view is fucking fantastic.” I hear Mav’s words but the adrenaline is rushing through my ears so his voice sounds far away. The only clear sound is me gagging on his cock and loving every second of it. My impending orgasm is so close I can practically taste it along with Mav’s precum.
Digging my nails into my palms, I try to fight it off, try to make it last longer, but it’s no use.
“She’s about to lose it. Pull out, Mav.”
He just grins, instead of pulling out, and just fucks me harder, deeper, rather than following orders. He relishes in the saliva that pools at my mouth, the tears falling down and across my temples. He’s like a beast, choking me just enough to make the edges of my vision go black but not enough that I lose complete consciousness.
Just when I think I’m going to bite down for air, Mav pulls out and jacks himself off on my lips as I scream out my climax. Ribbons of his cum are jetting across my mouth, my tongue, my cheeks. I’m gasping and trying my best to breathe when Maverick reaches down and possessively spreads his cum over my skin, my chin, my throat as Finn fucks me harder and harder until he, too, loses all control.
Grunting with every jet of cum that hits my tits, my nipples, my cleavage, Finn looks me straight in the eyes as he releases all over me.
“Nice. Took the edge off. Now I can concentrate on you.” Mav leans in and kisses my mouth, undoubtedly tasting himself on me but he’s Maverick fucking Riley, he doesn’t have any fucks to give.
Except, maybe to me. He would give me all of his fucks.
“Enough.” Lincoln’s voice is deep, like he’s using all of his strength to keep himself under tight control. He hasn’t come yet. Only using his fingers, he was essential to my orgasm and now… well, now, I think he’s going to unleash himself on me.
Fuck, I can’t wait.
He disappears and returns with a washcloth, helping me to clean up before dropping a chaste kiss on my lips. “Such a good girl. Ready for some more?”
I nod and he stands, taking the washcloth back to the bathroom.
The three of us are still panting as Finn picks me up and carries me to the bed where Lincoln is shedding the last of his clothing. He and Mav are both naked whereas Finn is still wearing his fucking shirt.