Secret Confessions: Down & Dusty — Clarissa Read Online Free PDF

down his sizeable erection.
    Damn, these men were magnificent. And they were all hers—at least for tonight. She wouldn’t think beyond this moment, wouldn’t imagine life back to normal again. She’d take this night come what may and be happy to have shared the experience.
    ‘Are you ready for me?’ Brandon asked.
    ‘Yes.’ God, yes.
    He one-handed his shaft and, with something between a hissed breath and a groan, he thrust balls-deep into her wetness. She gasped, every single logical and illogical thought dissolving like dew on the outback soil. Even with the men’s incredible foreplay her inner muscles clenched in protest. It was only when Brandon began to gently rock back and forth, that she relaxed and her whole body unwound.
    ‘So fucking gorgeous,’ Brandon growled hoarsely.
    ‘So fucking big,’ she breathed in return. Except she was truly beginning to appreciate his size, his cock nothing short of an instrument of pleasure that filled her with the most exquisite pressure.
    His pace increased, and her entire body gloried in the delicious friction heating her up from the inside out. Then he drew her legs back a little more and changed the angle of his thrust.
    She lasted two more strokes before she hollered out something unintelligible and she surrendered to his mastery in the best possible way. Her whole body shuddered in climax, her mind going to some distant plane where stars blurred behind her eyelids and moons were eclipsed by her own pleasure.
    Brandon pumped into her one last time before he too surrendered, his head flinging back and his eyes glazing over as his seed flowed into the condom.
    Her jellied legs all but fell onto the bed as Brandon moved off with obvious reluctance, but not before he stole a kiss and murmured in her ear, ‘That was incredible. You’re incredible.’
    Adam stepped into place, a condom rolled into place on his bulging cock. His eyes glittering with need, he rasped, ‘I want you on your belly.’
    She did as he commanded with more haste than grace, but going by Adam’s low-throated growl he didn’t seem to care about anything but how soon he’d be able to take her.
    His big hands braced her hips and he all but dragged her into position. She shivered with longing. This wasn’t going to be a gentle lovemaking session.
    She was right.
    He drove his length into her pussy and forced a groan from her throat. She was only glad Brandon had warmed her up when Adam continued with a relentless in-and-out rhythm until she was pushed right to the edge and gasping his name, her hips counter-moving and her breasts swinging.
    Brandon kneeled on the bed and captured her face for a deep and hungry kiss, and she wondered if she’d ever felt more pleasure, ever felt more alive. Wondered if she’d ever been more fulfilled—
    The orgasm hit her with the force of a freight train, flinging her even higher than before as her pussy contracted around Adam’s cock. Adam inhaled sharply, and as his hands gripped her hips almost painfully, he thrust once more and emptied himself inside the condom with a growl that sounded tortured, but was one-hundred per cent pleasure.
    She dropped her head onto her wrists, already missing Brandon’s mouth on hers as he moved off the bed. Adam gently disengaged, and she was only half-aware of the two men joining her on the bed and wrapping possessive arms around her.
    She groggily acknowledged the heat of their bodies was like a snug blanket, before the darkness of sleep finally claimed her.
    ***
    She woke to the smell of fried bacon in the air, and the empty spaces on the bed either side of her. She snuffled a little, yearning for the arms of the men around her once more. It had been heaven falling asleep sandwiched between them.
    She cracked open an eye, before jack-knifing off the mattress at seeing the digital read-out on her bedside alarm clock. Ten am. She hadn’t slept past six o’clock for years.
    She climbed out of bed on legs wobbling like rubber