Macy:
Wyatt rolled us to our sides, taking my lips into a needy heated kiss. Creed stepped in, climbing into the bed. His lips found my ribs kissing trails over my body. The sound of his zipper going down made my ears ring with excitement. These men don't grow tired, and I could never grow tired of coming for them. He pushed my leg up, draping it over Wyatt, who was still kissing me. He thrust his length inside me, making me tense and quiver against Wyatt.
"F.u.c.k, you feel so good." Creed moaned, breathy praise sinking deeper into me.
If I could take all four, f.u.c.k, I would. I need their hands on me.
Brandon and Cain climbed into the bed too. They may have grown tired of standing or wanted to get closer to the show. Either way, I like it. Brandon's hands pulled my hair to the s
