Deviant (Boys of Winter 3) - Page 117

He walks toward the Jacuzzi, not once taking his eyes off me and Grayson, even when he reaches over the back of his neck and grips the top of his shirt. He shrugs out of it and I groan, knowing that nothing will change his mind now.

Hook. Line. Sinker.

His fingers fall to the top of his pants and as he gets close, he pushes them down over his narrow hips and quickly steps out of them, letting his thick cock spring free. He instantly takes it in his hand, lightly curling his fingers around it and slowly stroking up and down. I’ve never been so jealous in my life. I’d give anything to trade places with his hand right now.

As Carver steps down into the hot Jacuzzi, a thrill shoots through me. I’ve had plenty of threesomes over the past few months, but with Carver, this is a first. The butterflies storm through my stomach, making me nervous even though I have absolutely no reason to be, but I push them down because not a damn thing is about to stop me from enjoying every second of this.

Carver steps in behind me and Grayson raises his lips from my neck, only now just noticing Carver. As they meet each other’s stare over my shoulder, a wicked excitement pulses through their eyes, sending an intense shiver sailing right down my spine.

This is going to be good.

Carver’s hand falls to my waist as I feel his ready cock against my ass. Grayson doesn’t skip a beat, dropping his lips back to my neck and driving me wild with need. I look back over my shoulder and meet Carver’s stare, while reaching behind me and curling my arm around the back of his neck. “You sure?” I murmur.

His only response is to grind his cock against my ass before his lips come down on mine, kissing me deeply and letting me know to prepare myself.

King and Cruz are my soft and sweet guys, and usually, they even out Grayson’s darkness. But tonight, the soft and sweet are nowhere to be seen, and balancing out Grayson’s darkness is another that’s just as dark and wild.

This is bound to be a night that I don’t forget, and this time, for the right reasons.

Carver’s hand curls around my waist and travels up over my ribs, leaving a wake of goosebumps. His hand keeps going until it’s cupped around my tit, and as his tongue slips inside my mouth and Grayson grinds that sweet piercing against my clit, Carver gently pinches my nipple.

I suck in a breath and he smiles against my lips, instantly doing it again.

Grayson’s thumbs work their way into the waistband of my string bikini bottoms and I uncurl my legs from around his waist. The second my feet hit the bottom of the Jacuzzi, he tears my bikini over my ass and I feel the bubbly water rushing over my bare pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” I whisper, unable to reel in my excitement.

Carver chuckles against my lips and my patience runs thin. I untangle my arm from around his neck and reach down below the water, curling my fingers around his thick cock as Grayson’s brushes past my clit and dives straight up into my waiting pussy.

“Oh, shit,” I gasp as Grayson’s foot hits my instep and kicks it out, spreading my legs wider for him. My grip tightens on Carver’s cock as my hand works up and down, listening to his soft groans in my ear. I don’t know how long I can handle this foreplay before it becomes too much.

Grayson’s finger fucks me, pushing up into me while curling his fingers and massaging deep inside of me. My eyes roll. “Fuck, that’s good,” I murmur, turning back to capture his lips in mine as Carver’s hand curls around my long ponytail and tears my head to the side, gaining access to the side of my neck. He takes instant advantage as Grayson’s tongue fights for dominance inside my mouth.

Carver releases my tit and a wave of disappointment filters through me, but not a second later, Grayson’s chest is pushing up against it and filling the void. I feel Carver’s hand on my ass and I suck in a breath as his fingers work their way toward my hole, teasing me and silently asking for permission, but if he feels that he needs to ask permission, then he clearly doesn’t know me as well as he thinks he does. I appreciate the gesture though.

I push my ass back against him and without hesitation, he takes what he wants.

He starts slowly, not having explored this with me, pushing a finger inside of me as his lips move down to my shoulder, gently biting me. I groan, pushing back again, wanting more, and for just a second, I wonder if the boys can feel each other’s fingers working inside of me.

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