The dark, heavy pressure accelerated within her, sending her careening toward her peak, racing toward an orgasm that would splinter her into a million pieces, leaving behind nothing but a shattered, empty wreck.
She screamed as Adam’s hands closed over both her breasts. “Come, Sunny. Take us all over the edge!”
Her only response was a high, piercing wail as Jesse’s thumb found and toggled her clit and she erupted in a cataclysm of fire and light. Her orgasm came so hard, so fast, she didn’t even have time to brace herself. It consumed her, obliterated her, swallowed her up. A shriek roared from her as she shot like a rocket into the black void of space, exploding in a climax that shattered not just her, but both men as well, their cocks detonating simultaneously inside both her passages, sending blasts of hot cum splashing into the depths of her body.
Her convulsions continued as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her, like a gale-driven sea, tumbling her violently against hidden rocks, smashing her to bits. Above her, she heard Adam curse, his body going rigid as he rode out his orgasm before finally losing control and slumping over her back like a hot, sweaty male blanket.
The three of them collapsed in a tangle of arms and legs, gasping and panting as her body continued milking the two cocks still emptying themselves inside her clenching walls. Until the convulsions finally subsided and their racing heartbeats slowly returned to normal. They lay there not speaking, just touching and sighing, until Jesse’s cock finally slipped out of her sheath, dribbling sticky come onto her thigh. She moaned, feeling vacated and bereft. Adam pulled carefully out of her anus and went into the bathroom to clean up. He returned with a warm soapy cloth, which he used to clean both Sarah and Jesse before getting back into bed behind her.
“Did we hurt you, baby?” Jesse asked solicitously. “We weren’t exactly gentle.”
“You were perfect,” she said with a blissful sigh, snuggling against his hard chest. “And I’m fine. More than fine. So there should be nothing stopping you from taking me to the Play Room later on.”
“Toppin’ from the bottom, little sub?” Jesse’s tone was stern, but there was a thread of laughter running through it. “That’s five. Looks like we’re gonna have to make a chart so we can keep track of all the swats you earn. I have a sneakin’ suspicion spankin’s are gonna be a daily occurrence around here.”
“Oh, Lord, I hope so,” she said fervently, making both men chuckle. With a contented sigh, she closed her eyes and snuggled between them. “I love you guys.”
“We love you, too, baby. So much.”
“More than we ever dreamed possible.”
They each kissed her before eyeing each other over the top of her head. Christ! How had they gotten so lucky?
Epilogue
Fuck!
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
What had been a gem of a plan had turned into a fuckin’ nightmare. Obviously, getting his revenge on Sarah Marshall had just gotten a whole lot more complicated and a helluva lot more difficult. But he would find a way, if it was the last thing he ever did. She owed him. She’d stolen eight fuckin’ years of his life, and he was definitely gonna make her pay.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Julie has always loved stories, both reading and writing them, ever since she was old enough to hold a book in her hands. One of her favorite childhood activities was smuggling books under the covers to read by flashlight after she was supposed to be asleep. Another was writing little plays that she and her sister performed for their very patient parents. Her very first novel was about an amateur teenage girl detective and her two sidekicks—hmmm. Perhaps it was more than just a coincidence that she happened to be devouring all the Nancy Drew books at the time?
After years of dead-end jobs, she finally wised up, finished college, and got a Master’s Degree in Library Science. A career as a children’s librarian eventually led to her dream career as a freelance storyteller and puppeteer, a business she operated successfully for twenty-five years. During that time she created and wrote all the original material for a monthly language arts newsletter full of poems, songs, puppet and flannel-board stories, fingerplays, and other resource material for early childhood educators. For that endeavor she won the prestigious EDPRESS Award for the best educational newsletter of 1982. She has also written other resource materials for preschool and early elementary teachers.
After moving more than two dozen times in her life, Julie now lives in a suburb of Atlanta, Georgia. Now widowed and retired, she once again has time to devote to her two favorite things—reading and writing—especially her new love, erotic romances. Not a single amateur teenage girl detective in sight.
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