bounce.
Landon helped by sucking Dane’s sac, but Angie wasn’t giving up his cock for anything.
They all wanted her and were getting off on her body. She knew they liked men, and knowing they liked her as much sent chills down her body.
The way Tucker pressed to Landon’s cock might’ve had something to do with it, too. The ache and the pressure ignited pleasure, and it spread to her pussy. Most of her orgasms were fast and powerful, but this one worked slowly. Too many men? No. She focused on the building heat and sucked the head of Dane’s cock harder and faster. Landon’s tongue worked underneath, and suddenly, Dane braced on Landon’s shoulder as he came.
Angie would’ve shared it with Landon, but he was more interested in kissing Dane’s roughed-up ass. Swallowing her mouthful, Angie rocked on the two erections she had left.
Tucker held her hips tightly and snapped into her. Gripping Landon’s chest, Angie braced herself as Tucker worked her rear. Occasional smacks made her groan. Spanking or fucking. Both! She was a bad girl. Her mother was right. Angie couldn’t stop smiling as Tucker came in her ass.
Landon’s hips lifted harder, and she ground to him. The heat spread to her clit. Tucker finally pinched her pussy, and his fingers drove her over the edge. It wasn’t shock and awe this time, but a slow smoldering climax that made her tremble. Why couldn’t she have those all the time? She tried to slow it down and cling to this feeling of release, but it had to end.
“Happy?” Dane asked.
“Oh God, yes!” She kissed him then Landon. Turning her head, she kissed Tucker deeply. But when her eyes caught the clock on the nightstand, she knew she was screwed.
“Damn!”
“What?” Tucker rubbed her ass.
“Church. If I don’t go, I’m going to get phone calls. Oh, I’m so going to be late.”
“Text your mother that you have a migraine.” Dane shrugged.
Angie hated lying and hiding. But when the wedding was over, this was over. She looked at Tucker.
“You can go to church. I’d never stop you from that. Go late or decide to take a Sunday off. That’s not my area of authority.” He kissed her neck. “But I bet we’ll distract you in the shower so long you’ll miss it.”
Ang groaned and decided one Sunday in her life wouldn’t ruin her. She could stay home and thank God for the men he’d given her by spending time with them. Dane’s excuse was perfect, and everyone would leave her in peace and quiet to recover from a brutal headache.
Saying she’d spent her Sunday in bed wouldn’t be a lie. All she’d be doing was making herself and her men feel better.
Chapter Five
A week later, things hadn’t fallen apart. Dane knew he wasn’t the authority in the house, but he wanted to keep Angie as much as the rest of them. She’d fit in perfectly and loved to get fucked and spanked as much as Dane did. Plus, she clung more to Tucker so Dane got more of Landon’s attentions which they both loved. The group worked, but today was another one of those tests Tucker felt was so necessary.
Dane didn’t like lying to Angie, but he was giving her a ride to the bachelorette party she’d worked so hard to plan.
“I’m not a big drinker. You really didn’t have to drive me.” Angie sat in the passenger seat, looking hot in a glittery green tank top with matching wrap. Her cream skirt and heels looked innocent, but Tucker had made sure she had no panties.
“What’s the harm? Now, you can have a few drinks and talk sex with the girls. Everyone there knows about the parties. It’s a small group.” Dane knew it was as Jessica’s house, and he’d seen the invite list while Angie had been planning the food order. That’s when he’d offered to be the entertainment, but it had to be a surprise for Ang.
“It’s not wild. Drinks. Pizza. There isn’t much kinky fun in Lucky Springs. Outside of those parties, of course. We’re not having skanky strippers shipped in from Baton
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