Free Overheard by Maya Banks Page B

legs. She recognized his touch. Oh God, surely he wasn’t going to take her ass.
    “We’re going to take this nice and slow, Gracie girl,” Wes said soothingly. “You’re going to take all of me.”
    She closed her eyes as he positioned his cock and pushed forward. Slowly, the pressure agonizing. Pleasure ripped through her abdomen even as the pinch of pain unsettled her. It was a heady combination.
    The couch dipped and Luke picked up her head and slid underneath her. He fisted his cock in his hand and curled his other hand into her hair. He slipped his cock between her lips just as Wes plunged into her ass.
    The momentum carried her forward, forcing Luke’s dick deep into her mouth. The tightness in her ass was nearly unbearable. Then Wes smacked her cheek with his hand and she bucked against him.
    “I’m going to ride you now, Gracie,” Wes said as he began moving within her. “I’m going to ride your ass while Luke fucks your pretty mouth.”
    Gracie closed her eyes, her body tightening and spasming uncontrollably at Wes’ erotic language. She was wild with need. She wanted more. She was helpless between them, unable to move. Her body was theirs to do with what they wanted, and she loved it.
    They fucked her mouth and her ass, foregoing their earlier gentle style. This was raw sex, hard, sweaty, the kind she’d dreamed about. They were unrelenting as they made demands of her body. They owned her, they used her, and she never wanted it to stop.
    She cried out, but Luke thrust deeply into her mouth, halting all attempt at making sound. She closed her eyes, squeezed them tightly shut as her body splintered and broke apart under their relentless assault.
    The wet, sucking sounds of their fucking filled the room. Luke’s hand wound tightly in her hair, pulling her head closer to his groin. Then Wes grunted behind her and let out a shout as he came.
    “Swallow it, Gracie,” Luke murmured. “I want you to swallow it all.”
    He moaned and jerked against the back of her throat then flooded her mouth with his cum. She sucked greedily, wanting to please him in a way she’d never wanted to please a man.
    Wes carefully withdrew from her quivering body as Luke finished in her mouth. Wes reached over to untie her hands, and Luke pulled her into his arms.
    She lay on his chest, eyes closed, too worn out to form a coherent thought. Luke hugged her closer as he stood, lifting her with him. He carried her into the bathroom and started the shower.
    He washed her gently, taking care with the tender parts of her body. When he was finished, he wrapped her in a towel and carried her to bed.
    She burrowed into his chest and was vaguely aware of Wes spooning against her back. Gentle hands soothed over her skin, petting and caressing her. She yawned and allowed herself to drift away.

Chapter Twelve
    Gracie opened her eyes, a smile on her face. She sighed and snuggled a little deeper into the covers. It was dark outside, so she’d been sleeping for several hours at least. The guys were gone. Probably in the kitchen since they seemed so determined to take care of her this weekend.
    She kicked off the covers and flexed her toes. Lord, but she was sore. Deliciously so. Her body felt heavy and languid, the kind of feeling you could only get from deep-seated contentment.
    She pulled on her jeans and her sweater, not bothering with a bra. Chances were she wouldn’t have her clothes on long enough to worry about anyway.
    She walked out of the bedroom and headed for the kitchen. She could hear the guys talking in low voices and smiled. As she got closer, she stopped in her tracks. She kept out of sight and listened to the conversation unfold in the kitchen.
    “I have to admit, when you came up with this idea, I was skeptical,” Wes said. “I wondered if you’d really heard Gracie right.”
    Gracie wrinkled her brow. What on earth was he talking about?
    “You don’t think that now, though,” Luke said with a laugh.
    Wes