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Walking the earth this long had taught me sometimes family was trifling. I just so happened to get lucky. When my mother married Brock Donovan when I was seven years old, I got a brother in the deal. Once he noticed how shy and anxious I was, Rico Donovan had turned into my very best friend and so had his two friends, Soul and Christian. I wasn’t the overanxious little girl they took under their wing anymore, but those three would forever own the softest, biggest piece of my heart.
Harlow’s Fuck-It List Make out until I come More dry humping Make him come in his pants Have an orgasm from oral Swallowing Snowballing Get fucked out of my sleep Give a blow job while I’m getting fucked Double penetration Double blow job Lucky Pierre
“I want to be there. I want to take care of you. We don’t have to fuck but I want to make you feel good. I wanna watch Soul and Chris make you feel good.”
Rico’s lips had been so rough, almost frantic in the way he claimed my mouth.
Soul was as gentle as I expected him to be, but so damn thorough and nasty at the same time.
“That’s it, baby. You’re taking it so well.” “Rico,” I whined when he nipped at my jaw. “I’m right here, baby. Watching you get fucked like a good girl.”
“I already told you; I don’t need your permission. I’m not a child, Rico.” “No, but you are my baby.”
“You’ve never let me stretch this pussy but if you ever change your mind,” he trailed, thumb stroking up and down. “I would make sure you never regretted it.”
“God, Soul wasn’t lying. Your pussy is perfect.” He kissed my clit again, sucking my swollen flesh into his mouth. “Show me how quiet you can be for me, baby. Because I’m not stopping until I make your legs shake.”
“I promise to go slow and fuck you how you deserve next time. Right now, I just need you,”
“Christian fuck that pretty pussy right?” He was close enough to kiss my temple, and he did. “Yes,” I breathed, inhaling his woodsy scent as if I hadn’t spent all night breathing it in. “Then open your legs.” He trailed his hand over my face. “Let me see.”
“Just say you missed me so I can fuck this attitude out of you and have you crying for a different reason, baby.”
“I can fuck this pussy, Harlow?”
“If you let me take care of this pussy, you not getting rid of me,”
“You coming this hard because you know it’s your stepbrother making you feel like this?”
Rico had a vicious hold on me, and I had no desire to be set free. I would spend his money, come on his dick and sleep in his bed as long as he wanted me to.
“You ain’t going nowhere til you taste like us, smell like us. I want everybody on this island to be able to look at you and know exactly who you belong to.”
“I can be whatever you want me to be, Harley baby. As long as I get to be yours.”
“You can fuck me.” In. “I’ll help you pick out the strap. I don’t care. Use me.” Out. “I want forever with us. I can earn it, baby.” In. My skin slapped against hers. “I promise I can.”
“Rico, we’re going straight to hell with gasoline draws on.”
“I want to bend you over this sink and fuck the shit out of you right now. I want to make you cry for me and watch you come on this dick.”
I loved being used by them. There weren’t a lot of feelings that topped watching all three of my men come apart for me. I wanted Christian to fuck me until my legs shook and I wanted Soul to taste Rico’s cum on my tongue when he kissed me. I didn’t care what anybody said, that sounded like a perfect Saturday to me.
“You’ll take what we give you,” Soul promised quietly, nipping at my neck. “Because you like it when we use you. That’s why you come so hard every time. Right, baby?”
didn’t even have to move. Soul’s fingers warmed me up and Harlow’s pussy was snug around my erection. They were already perfect, but all I could think about was having Christian’s dick in my mouth to make it even better. Their loving made me needy past the point of greed. It would never be enough. Never be too much.
“Forget to say uno, strip. For Draw 2 and Draw 4, that’s how many things you gotta take off if you don’t wanna pick up the cards.”
“Wild cards mean the person can pick the color and who they want to take something off that matches that color.”
“Reverse cards mean you can put something back on. If you have a Skip when it’s time for you to do something, you can throw it down and make the person next to you do it.”
“I always got you, baby. Whether that’s dick, money or someone to hold you through the night.”
“Keep giving us forever and I’ll make it good for you, baby. I want you to wake up every day and know you deserve paradise.”

