Throuple In Paradise - Faleena Hopkins Page 0,32

to hear that you were with multiple girls before!”

“Be happy it was only twice.”

“Troy!” I go to smack him again but he catches my hand.

“I was a bartender. Give me a break.” He takes my other wrist and holds them behind me, making me sigh and lean into him.

Jack’s mouth covers mine and I instantly respond, opening wide to receive his hungry kiss.

Troy kisses my neck while Jack’s tongue lashes with mine. The warmth and strength of both men’s bodies pressed into me from both sides has me so aroused I know I’m dripping. This is a whole new level of arousal I’ve never experienced. Troy is tender where Jack is rough. But he’s holding my wrists so Jack can be as primal as he wants, thundering kisses down my chest and abdomen, yanking up my dress so he can kiss every inch of me. They flip me around and Jack slides my dress’s hem up, tracing his fingers up and down my legs scoring them lightly. Troy and I crash together, our kiss saying that we missed each other. It quickly becomes heated as Jack pulls my dress up and inspires excited goosebumps all over.

He stops and stares at my panties. I can feel my ass warming under his appraisal.

“More pink.”

I smirk, “It’s my favorite color.”

“Suddenly it’s mine, too. What ‘bout you?”

Troy looks down. “Wouldn’t you know it, it’s my favorite color now, too.”

I laugh, “What a coincidence,” and sigh as they sandwich me with their muscles, Troy’s mouth finding mine again as Jack’s heavy breathing warms my ass.

“I need this off,” he groans, pulling the dress higher. I lift my arms and let him take it. He tosses the material but it floats onto the roses. “Dammit.” He leaves me to pick it up and move it. “Can’t smoosh ‘em.”

Troy kids, “Such a gentleman.”

“When I want to be.” Marching over, he turns me around. “My turn.” Calloused hands from weight-lifting cup my bra, thumbs brushing on the exposed pillows of flesh above it. I’ve gained some weight since Troy moved in. Who knew my breasts didn’t like being a size A?

Jack grunts and lowers his lips to kiss my tits, one at a time while Troy’s fingers slide under the elastic of my drenched panties like he’s about to pull them off. He slides his hand under, curves his fingers and touches the wet spot. “She’s getting ready for us.”

Jack groans, “Can’t wait.”

I look over my shoulder and lock lips with Troy, our tongues lacing while Jack pulls down my bra cups and devours me. I moan and soon I can’t kiss Troy anymore as both of them explore my body with their hands, sliding down with enough pressure to drive me insane.

I have to keep my eyes open because the sight is turning me on too much. Four hands sliding over my skin, snapping my panty-line, unhooking my bra.

My pussy is pulsing so hard.

It feels like all they’d have to do is touch me again with just the slightest pressure between my legs and I’d cum all over their fingers.

Jack’s blue eyes are hooded as he rises up to move my long hair back and bury his face in my neck. His hand slides down my stomach, into my panties.

He growls, “You let your pubic hair grow. I like it.”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to maintain when I don’t?”

He grunts, “I want a woman, not a girl,” and drops to his knees, burying his face in my pussy so swiftly I give this breathy cry I’ve never made before. “I’m going to cum, Jack!”

“Thanks for the warning.” He slips his tongue into my seam, toying with the cleft and dipping in to find my clit.

I shiver, and Troy runs his nails up and down my back, looking over my shoulder to watch Jack tease my poor cunt.

“Whoa there,” Troy rasps, holding me up as my knees go weak. “I’ve got you.” I crane my head so we can kiss.

My clit is throbbing with happiness, and I start moving my hips a little because I can’t help it.

I need a release.

An intense pressure is building from the inside coupled with a burn so delicious I never want it to go away.

Troy’s tongue starts moving in my mouth as I crane my head to kiss him. He’s keeping time with my hips.

Jack’s holding them, rocking me back and forth as he laps me up.

“Yes!” I gasp, breaking free from Troy’s kiss because the sensations are