I lifted an eyebrow then gripped his shoulders harder before continuing to work my way up and down his cock, determination making my motions slow and deliberate.

My pussy was burning with friction. So full my tender channel stung. He reached so deep inside me I felt his cock push against my cervix with each downward thrust.

“Fuck, your pussy’s hot,” he said, his voice husky.

I leaned toward him and kissed his lush mouth. “Best you ever had?” I whispered.

“You know it, girl.”

We kissed as I rose and fell and rubbed my tits against his warm skin.

“Don’t come…” Hunter reminded me from the distance.

I bit Payton’s lip then pulled away. “He’s awfully demanding.”

Payton’s mouth curved. “Man knows what he’s doing. He put a ring on it.”

“I know what I’d like to put a ring on…” I said and bounced faster.

“Sugar, they don’t make ’em that big.”

We smiled, and he gripped my ass to move me faster. When his grin slipped and his jaws ground together, I knew he was close.

I let him take over, shoving me up and down, and leaned back so he could watch me play with my breasts.

I cupped them and gave them a shake. Then I pinched the tips and gave them a hard twist before releasing them and allowing them to shiver with his jerking movements. The show was just enough to push him over the edge.

He stood. I wrapped my legs around his hips, and he walked to the kitchen wall where he pounded me until he shouted.

After he withdrew and let me slide to the floor, I turned to Hunter. “How much time now?”

“Enough,” he said, pointing to the table.

I lay on my back and reached over my head, my back arching as I gripped the table edge and strained to lift my legs, holding them open and wide. He walked toward me, his cock in his hand. Only he didn’t want my wet pussy. He forced my legs higher, wet the tip of his cock in the juices spilling from my pussy, and then fed himself into my tight asshole.

“Spread your cheeks,” he said between tight lips.

It was awkward, reaching downward and sliding my hands between my body and the hard surface of the table while he was still surging into my ass, but I managed and spread my cheeks, letting him stroke deeper.

He turned his head. “Payton, you love her tits.”

Payton moved to my side and bent over my chest to take a nipple into his mouth.

“Your ass is chewing up my cock,” Hunter said, his voice deep and rasping. “What do you want Marco to do?”

I bit my lower lip, studying his narrow gaze. What would he allow? Did he want me to be bold? But there was no downside if I asked for too much. His punishments were delicious. “I’d love to watch your face, Hunter, while he strokes your prostrate.”

Hunter blinked.

Payton’s teeth nipped my nipple, and then he erupted in dirty chuckles.

“Just think,” I whispered, loud enough for all the boys to hear, “if you let him use his finger, then Pay and Marco won’t feel quite so weird about helpin’ each other out while we’ve got company.”

Marco made a growling sound but hadn’t walked out of the room. He was waiting, just like I was, like Payton was, for Hunter to decide whether he’d allow his friend inside his ass.

Marco cleared his throat. “We don’t have any lube in here.”

I slowly wet my mouth, sliding my tongue in a circle. “I’ll wet your fingers.”

“Finger,” Hunter said, his voice tight.

Shock shivered through me, and I stared into Hunter’s hardening features.

Marco moved closer and reached out his finger and slipped it into my mouth.

I sucked it, juicing it up, then opened.

He disappeared behind Hunter, who bent lower over me, forcing my legs against my body.

I couldn’t see what Marco did, but I knew the moment he entered Hunter’s ass, because my man went rigid, then sucked in a deep breath and began moving again, this time with short, rocking motions that hinted at how he was savoring the pinch.

“Found it,” Marco whispered.

“Fuck,” Hunter said, sweat breaking on his forehead. He held still for a moment, his cock pulsing in my ass. Then his eyes opened wide, and he gave me a hard, desperate look. He reared back then slammed into me, so hard the table jumped on the tiles.

With Payton’s mouth on my breast again and my hands framing Hunter’s face, I let my eyelids flutter closed as Hunter pushed me over the edge.

The sounds of our shouts echoed in the small room.

Hunter fell against me, quivering. The sounds of footsteps retreating was something I heard, but it didn’t really break my focus from how Hunter felt—his cock releasing wet heat inside me, his body shivering against mine.

“You had to go there,” he whispered, a grouchy note in his voice.

I smiled and opened my eyes to find his gaze on my face. “You give me everything I want—and so much more. I love you.”

His mouth twitched. “We will never speak of this again.”

“La-la-la,” I said and giggled.

He raised his hand. “We have ten minutes.”

“Shit.”