Chaos

Mia’s head snapped back as she was deposited between them, her breath hitching in a sharp gasp. Because she was completely unclothed, there was absolutely nothing between her skin and their wandering hands.

Wait—! she squeaked, but her protest was drowned out by a chorus of low chuckles.

They didn't give her a chance to settle. Hands began to roam over her body with ruthless enthusiasm. One guy gripped her heavy breast from above, his thumb roughly rolling over her hardened nipple, while another squeezed her opposite side so firmly that she felt her flesh spill between his fingers. She felt like a piece of fruit being sampled, her body reacting instinctively to the overwhelming amount of physical touch she usually craved, but never like this.

Then, the hands migrated lower.

Mia’s head fell back against the shoulder of the man holding her, her eyes fluttering shut as a fresh wave of heat crashed over her. She was drowning in sensations—the rough friction of their palms against her skin, the weight of their bodies pressing into hers, and the muffled sounds of their appreciative chuckles.

Suddenly, she felt a distinct shift in focus. Tyler’s hand slid down past her belly, his thick fingers finding the slick folds of her pussy.

“Oh, wow...” she whimpered, her toes curling against the floor.

Without warning, he shoved two fingers inside her. The intrusion was sudden and deep, making her hips jerk upward involuntarily. She let out a high-pitched moan that echoed off the walls, her internal muscles clenching around his digits.

The sensation of Tyler’s fingers stretching her open was almost too much to bear. Her head rolled to the side, her hair spilling over her shoulders as she sought out his face. She didn't care that the other two guys were still roaming over her body, squeezing her breasts and marking her skin with their touch; she just needed to ground herself in someone.

She lunged forward, her lips crashing against Tyler’s in a ****, messy collision.

She didn't just give him a simple peck; she opened her mouth wide, her tongue sliding against his in a deep, searching kiss. She tasted the vodka on his breath and the salt of his skin, moaning into his mouth as she sucked on his lower lip.

Meanwhile, Tyler didn't slow down.