Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 147

Jake had made it to me first, scooping me up and carrying me laughing off the patio and around the corner into the tropical garden surrounding the house. It was quiet among the palm trees, and the only sounds were the rustle of leaves, the

calls of birds, and the sound of Jake's breath brushing across my ear.

He gave me one more kiss, then set me down. As I turned, he shot his hand out and slapped my ass. I was startled, but then his hand was on my ass, rubbing the stop he had slapped. I wasn't embarrassed by the rush of moisture on my thighs. Jake was one of my least dominant guys, and it was a turn-on.

I glared at him, but his playful grin made me laugh. We turned back toward the house, Jake walking in front of me, then got my revenge with a slap to his ass that made my hand sting. He gave me a look over his shoulder, and I massaged his ass. "Enjoying the role reversal?"

"Perhaps, would you let me?"

A moment of bravery shot through me, and Jake was quiet for a moment as I rubbed his ass. He turned to face me, tilting my head back, his breath brushing my lips as he spoke.

"Emmy, we can experiment any way you want. I have been on my knees for you since our first meeting."

Fuck. Me.

to the house. Grabbing Jake's hand, we turned and raced toward

Jake reached around me and unsnapped my shorts, letting them fall to the floor. I saw his shirt join the pile of discarded clothes, and

so he could thrust faster. My body was so sensitive, and I could

pressed me against the cool glass. Each thrust rubbed my nipples against the glass, and the sensations were almost overwhelming. Below, Patrick stood at the patio's edge, talking on his phone, back to

back onto his dick. "Come for me,"

on me. Josh

as his dick pulsed inside of me. He wrapped his arms around me, cradling me to him and nuzzling a kiss to

had me glancing over to see Josh and Mike standing inside the doorway. Mike was carrying one of the bags we had brought with us. Both guys gave me

"Having fun?" Josh asked.

nodded, not taking my eyes off of

to have some more?"

groaned before carefully sliding out of me. Then I kneeled on the soft rug, staring at Josh and Mike. They were staring at me with heat as they removed their sunglasses. "It's your

out some of the things they do to you on me,"

as Josh walked toward me. "Do you know what we packed,

my head. He had the belt looped