Damaged (Boys of Winter #2) - Sheridan Anne Page 0,132

and over as his tongue glides up and over my clit, nipping, circling, and sucking as he goes. He’s relentless, drawing my orgasm out of me, building me higher and higher, and pushing me closer to the edge just how I like it.

My groans get louder, my hands move faster, and their touch becomes so much sweeter. Hands roam, my tits ache, tongues sweep. It’s like running through bushes and having every single leaf and branch brush over my skin, only those leaves are tongues and lips, and the branches are skilled fingers that know exactly where to touch me.

I could die right here and know that my life was as good as it was ever going to get. If only Carver …

Fuck it, I’m not going to let him ruin this for me.

King presses deeper just as Cruz’s fingers find that magical spot, and without warning, my orgasm rips through me. “OH, FUCK,” I cry with Grayson’s lips on my neck, his fingers pinching my nipples as Cruz’s tongue flicks against my clit.

“Fucking give it to him,” Grayson mutters in my ear, sending shivers shooting across my skin. “Let him taste your sweet cum.”

My high only grows, intensifying with each passing second as the guys refuse to stop. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” It becomes a desperate plea as my eyes clench and Grayson grabs my chin, forcing my mouth back to his as he kisses me violently, making me melt into him.

My climax finally eases and I desperately try to catch my breath as Cruz’s all too handsome face appears from between my legs with a proud as fuck smirk stretching far across his face. “Well, well, aren’t you just the fucking hero of the hour.”

His eyes darken as he gets to his feet and makes a show of unbuckling his belt. “You can fucking count on it.”

Within seconds, Cruz’s pants are gone and his heavy cock rests in his hand as his other slips around my waist and he tears me away from the guys, leaving both their impressive cocks unattended and very unimpressed.

Cruz drops down onto the couch, laying back and in the same, swift motion, sits me down on top of him, filling me with his large, veiny cock. I groan out, having to catch myself against his wide, chiseled chest as I get used to his welcome intrusion, but only a second passes before I start rocking my hips, riding him just the way he likes.

Cruz licks his lips and brushes his knuckles over my pebbled nipples that are pink from King and Grayson’s gentle pinches, but damn it, it was so fucking worth it. Cruz’s hand cups the curve of my breast, almost as though it’s fragile. “Your fucking body, babe …” he says, leaving the ending of his sentence dangling in the air, but I don’t need it. I already know exactly what he thinks of my body.

The couch dips behind me and I look back to find Grayson leaning into me, his arm curling around my waist as I feel his piercing gently moving against my back. “Just how fucking serious were you about staying away from your ass?”

King laughs. “Trust me, she can handle it.”

My eyes beam with excitement as I look back at King, wanting to hate on him for answering for me but also wanting to give him a proud as fuck high five for knowing my body so well.

King just winks while moving in closer, and everything clenches within me, making Cruz groan.

I look back over my shoulder feeling a slight nervousness travel through me, but King is right. I can handle it. I just need to relax. If I tense up, it’ll never happen, but there’s no reason why I can’t enjoy this. My arm curls around the back of Grayson’s head and I pull him in closer, brushing my lips over his. “Just take it easy with me,” I whisper, silently begging him not to hurt me.

He nods, skimming his fingers over my ass and making me jump, once again clenching down on Cruz. “I’d never fucking hurt you, Ellie,” Grayson promises with a soft, sweet murmur, his lips moving against mine. He gives me one more kiss before pulling back and just like that, I lower myself down onto Cruz’s chest, bringing my lips to meet his just as King steps into my side.

My fingers curl around his thick cock as Grayson works my ass, mixing my wetness and getting me ready. The nerves still pulse