Free Can't Buy Love by Jayne Rylon Page B

the sensations pummeling me.
    “There you go, love.” Rick groans when I begin to mewl, the foreign sound escaping my chest before I can stop it.
    I press on my clit more insistently, rubbing the button with the extra pressure I need. My muscles strain, my back arches and my eyes fly open, wide. My gaze is glued to the victory in Rick’s stare when I come apart.
    I hardly notice Brendt and Niels pumping their condoms full, emptying their cum in my pussy and ass simultaneously.
    It must have been good for them. Neither one budges, aside from the heavy pants squishing me between their chests for several minutes.
    I squirm, trying to catch sight of Rick. What will I find in his eyes now?
    What if it’s not acceptance?
    I can hardly catch my breath. Unlike last night, it has more to do with Brendt’s weight than the euphoria flooding my veins.
    “You’re crushing my girlfriend.” Rick pushes Brendt to the side, freeing me.
    “How can you date a woman who loves banging other men?” Brendt grimaces. “Shit. None of my business. Brain not really functioning right now.”
    Rick laughs. “It’s okay. The two of you fuck her together. Don’t tell me you can’t feel each other’s cocks rubbing through the thin barrier of her body.”
    I shudder at the idea.
    “I can. It feels good.” Brendt actually manages to blush a little.
    Imagine that.
    “So does that mean you’re hot for Niels?” Rick rolls his eyes when both men glare at him. “I didn’t think so. Look, there’s a difference between slaking desire—doing whatever it takes to get off and…how I feel for her.”
    “I, uh, thought that shit was fake.” Neils scrubs his face. “This is all there is, the thrill of a massive orgasm. The instant when you fear your heart will explode from the magnitude of your climax.”
    “I did too.” Rick sighs. “You haven’t met the right person yet.”
    “And you have?” Brendt caves when he notes the serious glint in Rick’s eyes. “Lucky bastard.”
    “I wanna see.”
    We all turn to face Niels. My jaw hangs open. He can’t be serious.
    “We did you a favor.”
    I giggle hard enough to force his softening cock from my grasp.
    “Not saying I didn’t enjoy it. But still…” Niels persists. “Show us the difference.”
    I hold my arms out, open to Rick. I need him. The relief Brendt and Neils provided hasn’t extinguished the ache low in my belly.
    “You’re don’t mind sharing this with them?” His friends scramble from the bed as he lowers himself into my hold. “Our magic?”
    “I’m kind of proud of it.” I turn pliant in his arms, softening when he nuzzles my mouth, sipping from my lips. “I missed you.”
    “Me too.” He aligns our bodies until there’s not a modicum of space between us.
    I trace the pulse hammering at the base of his neck. Everything about him feels right. Perfect.
    “Damn that was hot.” He pauses to gather my breasts in his hands before lowering his mouth to suckle first one then the other. “You took Brendt nice and easy in your ass even when they stretched you. Gorgeous.”
    “Want to try it?” I fold my legs until my knees are pressed close to my chest.
    Rick hooks his elbows behind my angled calves, spreading my pussy wide. “Maybe later.”
    He angles his hips, guaranteeing the head of his cock notches in the entrance of my pussy the next time I squirm.
    “I need you inside me.” I strain my neck to capture his mouth, sliding my tongue inside.
    “He fucks her bare?”
    I twitch at the question from Brendt. I’d forgotten the two men existed.
    “Can’t stand for there to be anything between us.” I can’t tell if he’s talking to me or his friends.
    “Me either,” I whisper.
    I lift my ass, using my legs to lever me closer to the man I’ve come to adore. He allows me to slip my pussy over his cock like a warm, silky glove without ever looking away from me.
    He stares so deep into my eyes I can see the flecks of black and gold highlighting his