I was trembling, every nerve ending alight with desperate need as Alan’s lips and hands continued their relentless worship of my body. His eyes were locked on mine , and his gaze could have been enough to let the heat pooling between my legs.
My arousal was building to a fever pitch, my mind a swirling mix of pleasure and frustration. I could feel every stroke of Aaron and Alek’s tongues traced slow, deliberate circles around my n*****s, and then Alan fingers began to work with a precision that made my knees weak. He teased me mercilessly—stopping just as I felt the tide of pleasure about to break over me. Each time I neared the edge, he pulled back, slowing his rhythm with a calculated cruelty that left me suspended in an agonizing limbo.
For what felt like an eternity—three long, madde
