Free How to Break a Cowboy by Daire St. Denis Page B

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squeezes his eyes tight and then lets out a low moan that sounds suspiciously
like ‘yes’.
    “Is it clear?” I ask with more force.
    “Yes.”
    “Good,” I whisper and then take him as deeply into my mouth
as I can. I press the tip of my tongue to the underside of his cock as I
withdraw and then play with the head of him, running my tongue over and around
his tip, revelling in how he’s grown hard in my hand.
    I sit up and shrug out of my robe. “You’re going to be my
sex toy and you’re going to do exactly as I say.” I turn to the men who are
standing just off to the side, both of them flushed—from the pool? Maybe—from
what’s about to happen? I hope so. “Same with you two,” I say. “You’re all
going to do everything I say, because I’m the boss. Do you understand?”
    The men nod. But I don’t want nods. I want acquiescence.
    “Say it,” I bark.
    “Yes,” Connor says with his usual smirk.
    Dallas is quieter and there’s a hoarse quality to his voice
when he agrees to my terms. I like it.
    “Good.” With Wade grasped firmly in my hands, I wriggle my
ass between his parted legs and spread my legs, knees bent, feet planted on
either side of his waist, so that my smoking slit is saddled right up along his
shaft. I shift so that I’m as close as humanly possible, his balls snugged up
against my ass, his cock extended up through my open legs so that it looks like
I’m wearing a strap-on. I lift my pelvis up and down, sliding my wet heat along
his length, my clit ring rubbing deliciously, increasing my pleasure.
    “Kiss me, boys,” I say as I stroke Wade’s cock like it’s
mine. “Suck my cock.”
    All three men groan as Dallas approaches from one side and
Connor from the other. They fall on me—on Wade—like they’re diving for
treasure, excited, frantic, desperate.
    I lean back and press myself against Wade, feeling the other
men’s tongues graze me, feeling almost as if I have a penis and know what it’s
like to be sucked off. It’s fucking heaven, let me tell you.
    “Dallas,” I say through panting breaths. “Straddle Wade’s
face. Wade’s going to suck your cock like’s he’s been desperate to do for
months now.”
    Dallas raises his head to glance at me, then he looks at
Wade. But Wade’s eyes are closed. Wiping his mouth, he cautiously moves around
the bed and does as I ask. The minute his legs are positioned on either side of
Wade, Wade takes hold of Dallas’s legs and spreads his ass, raising his head to
lick him from balls to anus.
    It takes me a second to realize Wade’s freed himself from
his bonds. Okay, so maybe I’m good with numbers…not so good with knots. It
doesn’t matter. What matters is how greedy Wade is as he feasts on Dallas and
the expression of ultimate bliss on Dallas’s face as he moans and backs himself
up, keening like an animal in heat.
    “Now that is fucking hot,” Connor says as he pushes me onto
my back and crawls on top of me, a mirror image of Wade and Dallas. His knees
straddle my head and his erection bumps suggestively against my face as he
leans forward to kiss Dallas.
    So much for being in control!
    But I don’t care because it’s finally happening. The four of
us are going at it like we’ve all wanted to since we met. Dallas and Connor lean
down again, a continuation of their battle for control of Wade’s cock, while I
grate my pussy up and down, up and down. I’m licking and biting the inside of
Connor’s thighs until he raises his pelvis enough to give me a better angle so
I can take his cock in my mouth. From the grunts and moans, I can only assume
Wade is still tongue-fucking Dallas and it’s all one glorious session of
four-way fellatio. 
    But I want more and I’m not the only one.
    Wade shifts and somehow, despite all of us leaning on him,
he’s crawled out from under us. Breathing heavy, he stands at the edge of the
bed, his penis hard and purple and angry.
    “You three will pay for that,” Wade says.