My Ex’s Roommates: A Reverse Harem College Sports Romance (Ex Marks the Spot)
My Ex’s Roommates: Chapter 26

Big. His fingers were so big in me and he wasn’t gentle as he fucked me with them. His grip on my hair stung and his mouth was sharp as he sucked my nipples but my body rolled straight into a second orgasm. I cried out his name, forgetting that Dylan and Silas could’ve gotten home already. I couldn’t think past his dirty words and his thick fingers.

“On your knees again.”

I all but fell to my knees, eager to take his silky cock deep again but he surprised me. He laid down behind me and arranged me so I was kneeling over his face. My brain flashed and then cut out. He wanted me to-

“Spread those thighs for me, princess.” He wrapped his arms around my thighs and tugged me down. “Don’t be shy now. Ride my face.”

He didn’t give me a chance to turn my brain back on. He tugged me even lower and then his mouth was on me. He fucked me with his tongue while his nose bumped into the underside of my clit and then he switched it up and sucked my clit hard enough to make me jerk.

“Ride me, Harper. Ride me or I’m going to show you how my teeth feel on this pretty clit.”

I was unsure at first, unsure how to move without breaking his face, unsure of what the hell I was going to do if he suffocated. It only took one rake of his teeth over my clit to make me move, though. I rolled my hips, sliding my core back and forth on his face while he growled and held me down even tighter. His fingers dug into my thighs hard enough to bruise but the way he used his entire face to eat me out was too much. My body tightened just before hot pleasure rolled over me, ripping his name from my mouth.

Silas reached back and slapped my ass, causing me to fall forward as he moved out from under me. I wasn’t sure where he was going but I couldn’t care as I laid there on my stomach, body limp from pleasure. He was nowhere near done with me, though. He knelt over my ass and leaned over me to press his mouth to my shoulder.

“I’m going to fuck this little pussy now and you’re going to scream for me.” He leaned back and gripped my ass, pulling the cheeks apart until I was overly exposed. He swore and notched the head of his dick against my core. “Condom?”

I twisted enough to look at him over my shoulder. “I’m clean. Dylan didn’t wear a condom, though, and I haven’t been checked since he…you know.”

A dark smile came over his handsome face. “Dylan’s a boy scout. He’s clean. So am I.”

I gasped as he forced the tip inside me. The way I was laying with my legs pressed together made the intrusion feel even larger than it was.

“Did Jake?” Silas’ voice had dropped into something dark. “Did you let Jake come in you?”

I shook my head and cried out when he slid in deeper. He was everywhere. His legs bracketed mine, keeping them closed tight. His back was over mine, his arms on either side of my head. He surrounded me and I wasn’t sure I’d survive the orgasm I could already feel building.

“Such a bad girl, princess, letting your boyfriend’s friends come inside your pussy when you didn’t let him.” With that fucked up sentence, he thrust the rest of his length in deep and sank even lower, pinning me to the floor. He wrapped his arms under me and gripped my shoulders tight. “Tell me how you need to be fucked, princess. Ask me for it.”

I pressed my forehead to the hardwood floor and panted at the feeling of his splitting me open. It was too much and not enough. “Fuck me, Silas.”

Pressing his mouth to my ear, he growled. “Like you mean it.”

“Fuck me! Fuck me, please, Silas. I just need you to move.”

“There’s my good girl.” Pulling out, he rolled his hips, letting just his tip torture me, and then he surged forward again, nailing me to the floor. He did it over and over until I was coming undone.

“Faster, Silas! Please, I need it faster!”

He sucked the skin at the base of my neck and gave me what I wanted. He fucked me hard and fast, his grip on my shoulders and weight on my body keeping me where he wanted me, no matter how hard he thrust. His harder thrusts were making my lower body rub against the floor and the friction against my clit made my eyes roll back in my head.

“Fuck, Harper. You’re so goddamn tight.” He went harder, moving over me so he could grab my hair and force my upper half off the ground. The pressure on my clit increased and my nipples rubbed against the floor with each thrust. Harder, faster, he was a machine over me.

My body tensed as pressure built from my core outward. It built higher and higher until I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t suck in a single gulp of air. I scratched my nails across the hardwood floor as the outer edges of my vision darkened.

“Come, Harper. Come for me.”

The pressure exploded, pleasure shooting into every part of my body and back to my core. I sucked in a desperate breath and then screamed as I felt him coming inside me, pushing my pleasure that much further. It was too much. I felt like the orgasm would never end as I shook under him and clawed at the ground, desperate to get away from the blinding pleasure so intense it almost hurt.

Silas thrust into me once more and then let his weight rest on top of me, really pinning me down. I needed it, I realized. I needed him to ground me because I felt like I was going to float away. He wrapped himself around me and held me as tears leaked from the corners of my eyes and my breathing slowly came back to normal. When I went limp under him he rolled off of me and fell back beside me, long limbs stretched out in every direction. We both just laid there for a while, regathering whatever was left of us after that.

I rolled my head to the side finally and found him staring at me. Unsure of what else to do to break the thick tension, I reached over and smacked his arm.

“What?” He caught my hand and pulled me on top of him. “What’d I do to deserve that?”

I stared down at him and then gave into the urge to rest my head on his chest. “That was intense.”

His arms came around me and he somehow managed to lift us both from the ground. He carried me to my bed and crawled in after me, fitting his body behind mine with his arm under my head. Silas Turner was spooning me. “I think I died. I think your pussy just sucked the life right out of me.”

I groaned. “You’re going to get a big head about this, aren’t you?”

He nuzzled into the back of my neck and wrapped his other arm and a leg over me, pinning me in place. He seemed to like that. “You can’t expect a man to fuck like that and then be humble about it, princess.”

I laughed despite myself and relaxed into his hold. We were both quiet for long enough that I thought he might’ve fallen asleep. “Silas?”

He grunted against my neck. “What, princess?”

“I feel like I should sue Jake for two years of bad sex.” I smiled as he let out a rumble of laughter that tickled me. “You and Dylan have opened my eyes. As silly as it may be to say this…thank you. I’ll know what not to accept from partners down the road.”

I quickly found myself under a very scowly Silas. He cupped my face and dragged my mouth up to his so he could kiss the hell out of me. Only when we were both struggling for air did he pull away. “What partners down the road? The way I see it, you’ve got everything you need in this house.”