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.

we kept this up, we would never make it back to the house. Grabbing Jake's hand, we turned and raced toward the house, through the front doors, and up the stairs into my bright room with the

letting them fall to the floor. I saw his shirt join the pile of discarded clothes, and then I found myself pushed up against the window that let us look down at the patio and ocean. His dick slammed into me, and

on my hips so he could thrust faster. My body was so sensitive, and I could feel every vein on his

as he 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 the house, but the other three stared up at

to see us, and I cried out as Jake pulled me back onto his dick. "Come for me," Jake said. "Play with your clit

shuddered as I slid my fingers down to my clit. Still holding his phone, Patrick was utterly ignoring whoever he had been talking to, his gaze on me. Josh and Mike were both moving toward the house. I came from their stares alone, even as Jake pulled me back from the window, hands

on him, and we both collapsed onto the floor as his dick pulsed inside of me. He wrapped his arms around me, cradling me to him and nuzzling a kiss

the doorway. Mike was carrying one

"Having fun?" Josh asked.

my eyes

want to have

around Jake, and he 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

will let you try out

walked toward

He had the belt looped