Jack stepped away as Sawyer spun me around and backed me into the desk. Reaching down, Sawyer gripped the backs of my thighs and lifted me onto the desk.
“Did I hurt you?” I was two steps behind, still worried I’d hurt him, but the look on Sawyer’s face clued me in. “Oh.”
He reached over his head to grab the back of his shirt and yank it off. With a wild look on his face, he licked the spot of blood I’d caused and spread my thighs so he could step between them. Then he looked me over, not stopping when I wiggled in discomfort at being so exposed. The hungry expression he wore distracted me from the wall of sleek muscle he’d just displayed. It was only when his belt buckle sliding out of his pants caught my attention that I finally saw the man in front of me and swooned a little more.
“Wow.”
His mouth lifted in a grin as he unbuttoned his pants and shoved them down, revealing a long, thick shaft. “Say that a little louder. You’re really making my day, Win.”
I looked from his dick up to his face and then back down at his dick. “That’s not going to fit.”
Jack groaned. “You’re going to make him insufferable, baby.”
The velvety way Jack saidbabypulled my attention until Sawyer stepped even closer to me, and the monster between his legs nudged my inner thighs. I swallowed and met his gaze. There was something besides hunger in his eyes that soothed my nerves and had me stretching forward to kiss him again. His kiss relaxed the rest of me until I forgot I was ever nervous to begin with.
“Lay back, Win. Let me see you.” Sawyer’s eyes moved everywhere as I went back on the desk, taking in every part of my body. He gripped my calves and pulled my legs around his waist. “You are fucking stunning.”
Beck moved around to the other side of the desk and idly stroked his hands through my hair. “Your body was built from my dirtiest fantasies, Win. These curves make my mouth water. They make my fingers itch to grab and squeeze. The moment you walked into the room downstairs, I was half hard.”
While I lost myself in Beck’s words, Sawyer pushed his finger back into me. I bit my lip and then reached up to grab Beck’s hands when Sawyer added a second finger.
“You’re fucking tight, Win.”
Jack’s voice came from beside me. “Focus on us, baby.”
I gasped as his mouth settled on my left nipple, sucking deeply. He pinched my other nipple and raked his teeth over the one in his mouth, pulling my attention to him. “Jack!”
Sawyer grunted from between my thighs. “That’ll take some getting used to. Hearing her scream your name while I’m deep in her isn’t good for my ego.”
“I’m not screaming!”
Sawyer added a third finger and increased his speed, pumping into me harder as he did. “Sure about that?”
I tried to pull my hand back to my mouth, but somehow I’d gone from gripping Beck’s hands to him holding my wrists above my head. I jerked my head up to look at him and found him smirking.
“I saw you nearly draw blood on this pretty little hand earlier. You’re not doing that again. You’ll just have to let us hear you scream.”
I struggled against his hold as Sawyer pulled his fingers free and then nudged my opening with the blunt head of his shaft. I froze and went back to gripping Beck’s arms.
Sawyer pushed the head in and swore loudly. “Jesus.”
Jack bit down a bit harder on my nipple and stroked his hands over my stomach and sides. Beck leaned down and ran his lips over my collarbone. Sawyer slid deeper and gripped my hips hard.
I twisted under them, torn between pleasure and pain as Sawyer stretched me open wider than I’d ever been stretched by a man. I let out a wild sound when his thumb worked over my clit, and the rest of his length filled me in one hard thrust. My body pulsed around him and I listened to his responding groan while hanging onto Beck for dear life.
The sting faded quickly, and then there was just the need for friction. I tightened my thighs around his hips and met his gaze. He shifted, giving himself room, and then sank his teeth into his lip as he pulled out. Before I could beg him, he thrust back into me, filling me once more. His smile at the wild scream that escaped me was wicked.
7
Winnie
Beckclosedhismouthover mine, kissing me from above with his hands still firmly in place on my arms. He stroked his tongue into my mouth and his fingers tightened. I kissed him, tasting caramel and beer, and tried to give as good as I got, but I was distracted. Beck seemed to understand as he kissed down to my neck and shoulder, nipping and then soothing the spots with his tongue.
Jack lifted his head to stare down at me and held my gaze as Sawyer starting thrusting faster. My eyes wanted to roll back in my head, but something in Jack’s eyes demanded my attention. He ran his thumb over my lips and then pressed it into my mouth. “Suck, baby.”
Sawyer swore and ran his hands up my sides. He cupped my breasts and held onto them as he thrust harder and faster, rocking the desk against the wooden floor. “You feel so good, Win.”
Beck shifted away from me and I tried to look back at him, but Jack growled and pressed his thumb down on my tongue, holding my head in place. When I danced my tongue over his digit, he moaned, and his lips lifted in a ghost of a smile.