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The boys were talking, giving me time to wrestle with my thoughts. But I’d made up my mind and didn’t want to wait any longer. Interrupting them, I cleared my throat.
“I’m in.”
Chapter 9
T.J.
My heart stuttered, stopped, and then began to skip for joy when I heard those sweet words come from Becca’s lips.
I’m in.
They were words dreams were made from. And I couldn’t wait to make them a reality.
Brice pulled her to him, kissing her. His tongue pushed into her mouth and her body melted against his as a moan escaped through their joined lips.
My dick hardened. I wanted to be pressed up against her, sharing her, letting my lips roam free over her. It had been too long. And the taste yesterday had only wetted my appetite for more.
“My turn,” Aaron said with a voice that barely contained his lust. I wasn’t into guys, but Aaron’s growl made me harder. If we weren’t out in the open, I’d have been undoing my pants, allowing for more room. But when Arron turned her head, kissing her while he basically climbed into Brice’s lap, sandwiching her between them, I gave up the pretense. With a flick of my wrist, my pants popped open and my dick sprung out, completely unrestrained since I’d gone commando that morning.
“That’s so hot,” I said as I stroked my hand up and down with slow, controlled movements. The sounds of the party could be heard, but it was muted with the house separating us from them.
Arron kissed down one side of her neck while Brice did the same to her other side. She opened her eyes and stared at me, watching me. She bit the side of her bottom lip.
The move snapped my resolve. My control crumbled. I pushed out of my chair and stalked toward her, watching how her eyes darkened and her skin flushed. Knowing what I was doing, Aaron continued kissing down to her chest, giving me room to take her lips for my own.
The kiss was all lips and teeth and tongue. Nothing like the tightly controlled one I’d given her the day before. No, this one was unrestrained lust and love bound up together with six years of earning and memories and dreams. Sounds faded as my ears filled with the roar of my rushing blood.
Lips pressed against my neck. Ones that didn’t belong to her. My knees trembled, forcing me to grab the arms on the chair for support. Doing so, put Aaron inside my arms.
A large, hot hand wrapped around my dick, stroking it. Fuck. What was happening? But I wasn’t about to stop it because it felt incredible. And then a smaller, daintier hand joined the first one, forcing me to release Becca’s lips and take a few deep breaths to keep from exploding.
Her lips weren’t left alone for long as Brice’s moved from my neck to hers, walking their way towards her lips.
A glance down revealed Aaron’s head blocking the view of one of her breasts, but the other was bare and on display. As I watched, Brice’s hand cupped it, squeezing the flesh.
She moaned.
The scent of dirt, of hay, of flowers, and cattle perfumed the air, mixing with the scent of us. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to smell the ranch again without getting a hard-on. Not that I cared at the moment. I was too far gone, too lost in the sensations of Rebecca and Aaron’s fists pumping me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
My eyes blinked shut, wanting to force me on the sensation of his rough, callused one contrasting with the soft, smooth skin of her hand, but I forced my eyes open. I didn’t want this to end so soon. Not that I had any fears of not being able to get it up again because that wouldn’t be a problem.
But looking in front of me didn’t help either. The whole scenario was a feast for every sense. From the way I could still taste the chocolate dipped strawberry she’d eaten before we started our talk to the vanilla cream that could have only come from Brice to the peppermint and chocolate that came from the truffle Aaron had eaten. It was like I’d kissed them as well as her.
And the way she was on display before me. Aaron shifted a little to the side, sitting more on one of Brice’s thighs, bringing Becca with him which allowed me to see the outline of Brice’s hard cock pressed up against his pants. Without giving it a second thought, I reached down and freed it, giving it a firm stroke like I would have given my own.
A soft moan pulled my attention from the cock I held—a first for me—and placed it back on Becca. Her dress was bunched up to her waist and Aaron had a finger sliding in and out of her, matching the timing of their hands on me. I changed my speed, and began to match my strokes to theirs.
In the back of my mind, I realized that Aaron was the only one who wasn’t being taken care of, but when he began to ride Brice’s thigh I realized that I didn’t have to worry. He’d take care of himself.
But that idea was proven wrong when he called out, “Harder.” And the grip of Becca’s hand on me tightened. I moaned at the same time he did. Fuck. She was fisting us both at the same time.
I didn’t know how much longer I’d last. I just didn’t want to be the first to blow though.
Grunts, muffled moans, and the creaking of the patio chair surrounded us, drowning out all other noise.
Brice’s fingers continue to play with her nipple, squeezing and pulling it. I licked my lips, wanting to feel it on my tongue, between my teeth. Yet I didn’t want to disrupt what he was doing since her back arched, thrusting it closer and closer to my face. Or maybe that was me, bending down, mesmerized by it. He grabbed her breast, sandwiching it between his thumb and fingers, making the nipple jut out. Almost as if he held it out for me. And who was I to turn him down?
Her nipple slid into the wet heat of my mouth. My eyes rolled back. There was no stopping it now. I barrelled head first into a powerful orgasm that dropped me to my knees as I sprayed all over Brice’s jeans and the back of Aaron’s. Cries from the other three reached my ears, joining in with mine.
