A new mouth, this one eager, covered mine. The scent of fresh grass and lemonade. I kissed Rylan back, winding my arms around his neck while Ben kept his journey downward toward my slick-soaked legs.

“Hi,” Rylan whispered with a smile.

Avery’s red hair was in the corner of my vision, and I was suddenly arching into his mouth as he covered one of my nipples and sucked. “Oh, fuck.”

Ry laughed. “I think that’s the idea.”

Ben pushed my thighs apart and didn’t hesitate. His tongue was all over me, licking over my clit and into me. “Fuck, Esme. You taste like heaven.”

He pushed his tongue deep, fucking me with it, and it wasn’t enough. Lazy, honeyed pleasure spread from his mouth. But it was slow, and I didn’t need slow. I needed—

I didn’t know what I needed. I needed fucking everything.

Avery grazed my nipple with his teeth, making it harder than I ever thought it could be before moving his mouth to my other breast and starting over again.

Rylan’s tongue was in my mouth, illustrating he knew exactly how to use it. I imagined him down there with Ben, both of them licking me together, and I gushed arousal onto Ben’s waiting tongue. He groaned in response, drinking me like I was his favorite cocktail before rising up on his knees and yanking me toward him.

The movement broke me away from Rylan and put Avery’s lips at my neck. And it let me see Ben kneeling there, my legs spread wide for him as his entire face shone with the remnants of me. His gaze was hungry, consuming every inch of my wanton pose, stroking his cock.

Ben was tall and built, and his cock matched him, thick and proportional. It was all I got to think before he pressed the head to my entrance and sank into my body.

Oh.

Fuck.

Me.

My mind went blank.

It had been a long time since I’d had something other than a vibrator, and the way Ben filled me had pleasure rising under my skin like a tsunami. My heat was too high and my pussy too needy for it to last long. Hell, Avery’s touch had sent me over the edge in seconds.

Luke now stood behind Ben, looking down at all of us cock jutting out proudly as he watched Ben begin to fuck me.

“Look at the way she takes you,” his voice was low and smooth as velvet. “Your entire cock disappearing just like that.”

But Luke wasn’t looking at the place our bodies were connected. His eyes were locked on mine, the barest hint of a smirk on his face. He was saying it for me, and only me. It lit the spark under my skin, orgasm racing upward and outward.