Zayn lines his cock up with my entrance. I know I’m wet, and it isn’t a result of sitting in the jacuzzi. I’m wet and achy and desperate to be fucked because these men, my men, are fulfilling every fantasy I’ve ever had right here, right now, for me. I feel like the luckiest woman on Earth. “Please, I’m already so close,” I beg, pressing my arse back against Zayn. He doesn’t need to be told twice. With one firm thrust he’s entered me and I’m clenching around his cock, screaming out his name, my pleasure twining with the rest of theirs. His hips piston as he thrusts into me, his fingers
...more
