Soaked Wet for My Three Exes(a reverse harem story)
I remembered the desk creaking, his grip bruising my hips, the sharp slap of skin as he thrust harder.
“Yes, harder,” I’d begged, and he’d obliged, pounding deep until I screamed.
The memory pushed me higher. My fingers pumped faster, thumb pressing my clit in tight circles. Pleasure coiled tight in my belly, heat spreading through my limbs. Noah’s deep thrusts, Steve’s perfect rhythm, Josh’s relentless drive all of them at once, filling me, surrounding me, their hands and mouths everywhere. I arched off the couch, back bowing, free hand twisting my nipple harder.