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“That was hard,” she murmurs, working her lips up the side of my neck. I tip my head back to give her room. “But you have to know how proud I am of you.”
“Yeah?”
“I couldn’t be more proud,” she says, her tongue making wicked magic. She shifts her hips over my lap, tugging her skirt out of the way. “I had no idea things had gotten that bad.”
“You really want to talk about this now?” I ask, helping her slide her skirt up out of the way. I bounce back and forth between watching her work herself over me and Cooper’s hungry gaze in the rearview mirror. Traffic is mercifully light this afternoon, and he’s kept to side streets to avoid being seen, I assume. Glad somebody’s brain is still functioning well enough. Mine cut off some time ago.
Bailey grinds her pussy down on my cock through my clothes and if I thought I was getting through this day with any dignity intact, she’s on the verge of proving me wrong. The friction is exactly perfect and not nearly enough, and a wet spot forms on the front of my dress slacks. Bailey must notice. She lifts her body away, canting her hips back to look down.
“God, that’s hot,” she says.
“What’s hot?” asks Cooper.
“He’s wet. Leaking through his clothes,” says Bailey, tossing the comment back at him over her shoulder as she keeps her gaze on me. Cooper groans.
“We’ll be there in like, ten minutes,” he says. “I don’t suppose you plan to wait that long.”
“Nope,” says Bailey. She licks her lips and climbs off my lap, sliding down to kneel on the floorboard.
“Maybe we should wait,” I manage to say. My hands go straight to her hair, belying the words and making Bailey grin up at me.
“I will if you really want me to,” she says, her fingers tugging my belt apart. “Do you want me to stop?” She lingers there a long moment, feathering her fingertips over my zipper before tracing the length of my erection through my clothes.
“You’re killing me.”
“It’s one kind of death,” she says, nodding. “But you didn’t answer my question.” She moves faster this time, keeping her eyes on mine as she leans in, bracing her hands on my hips and touching her tongue to the growing wet spot.
“Jesus, fuck.”
“Tell me what she’s doing,” demands Cooper. I can tell he’s driving as fast as he can without drawing attention. We’ll be at my place in no time and I’m afraid of coming in my pants if Bailey keeps it up. I tell Cooper that much, making him moan and Bailey laugh.
“You’re right,” she says, slapping my thighs. The sting is just another layer of sensation at this point, and it’s my turn to moan as she scoots back up into the seat beside me.
“Tease,” I say, squeezing my eyes shut and fighting to keep my hands off my cock.
“You’re welcome,” she coos, patting my knee.
“Funny.”
“I’ll tell you what’s funny, is that I’m buying a car with bench seats in the front,” says Cooper. “Or putting in that camera. Maybe another mirror.”
“Doesn’t seem very safe,” says Bailey, teasing him now. Her gorgeous face is flushed, and she keeps pressing her thighs together. Looks like teasing is a double edged sword for my girl.
“Hurry, Coop.”
They laugh at me, but a short while later we’re pulling up to my apartment and it’s comical the way we all hurry inside. They must be as eager as I am.
Cooper crowds Bailey against the wall as I close the door behind us, kissing the breath out of her. I’m struck by a wave of gratitude so big it nearly drops me to my knees. These two are going to be the death of me.
Or maybe the life of me.
They’re beautiful, both of them. Separately, together. So much more together like this. I never thought I had so much inside me for anybody, let alone for two people.
Cooper’s notched himself between Bailey’s thighs, rocking up against her, pressing her into the wall when she catches me watching them. She tugs on Cooper’s hair, jerking her chin until he looks back at me.
“You’re beautiful,” I say to them both. It comes out mangled and choked. I clear my throat and start to try again because it’s not right to feel this much and say nothing. “You didn’t have to do that, back there.”
“Yes, we did,” says Cooper. He looks determined, setting Bailey back on her feet and turning to face me fully. He fists a hand in the front of my shirt and yanks me into a kiss. It’s brutal, overwhelming, more than my heart can stand. Just when my knees feel like they might give out, Cooper pulls back to kneel on the rug at my feet and I stop breathing altogether.
