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I can’t help but laugh, though it comes out a little choked at the sudden appearance of Bailey’s perfect breasts, her nipples hardening in the cool morning air.
Cooper seems to be having a similar problem, turning his head to look at the bounty right next to him. He licks his lips as his erection thickens and rises up against my belly.
“Come here,” he tells her, nudging her breast with his nose. Bailey turns toward him and moans as Cooper puts his talented tongue to work on her body.
“What about breakfast?” she asks, gasping.
“Later,” I say, bending to take Cooper’s cock down as deep as I can. He groans, pulling away from Bailey to watch me take him down again, both their eyes on me. I put some flair in it since I’ve got their attention, twisting my hand around the base of his cock and keeping my eyes on them while they watch.
“Fuck, that’s hot,” says Bailey, one hand coming up to squeeze her breast.
“Get up here, Ross,” growls Cooper. Bailey climbs up on the counter, kneeling next to him, clearly torn on what she wants to do next. Cooper takes the decision out of her hands and pulls her astride, his muscles flexing as he arranges her to sit on his face, facing me.
“Oh, God.” Bailey’s eyes roll back in her head as his tongue makes contact with her flesh. Her gaze snaps back to mine as Cooper thrusts his hips up, fucking into my mouth. “God, Drew, look at you. You take him so deep.”
Cooper moans at that, his hips snapping up like he’s losing control. I like taking him this way, but this morning I have something else in mind. Cooper goes still as I slide my hands under his knees, canting his hips in the air and exposing his hole. Bailey’s breath hitches, and it turns my arousal up another notch to know she’s got a front row seat for this. That she’s into it. That she wants it every bit as much as Cooper and I do.
Moving slow so I don’t startle him, I kiss the inside of his thighs, working my way inward. When I trace his balls with the tip of my nose, Cooper whines, the sound muffled by Bailey’s body. Bent down like this, I can see his tongue dipping into her as she rocks on his mouth. They’re fucking gorgeous like this.
“Do it,” Cooper says, lifting Bailey’s hips off his wet mouth. Her pussy is gleaming. “Fucking do it already.”
“So impatient,” I say, but because I love him I do as he says, swiping the pucker of his ass with my tongue. After that, all bets are off. I work him over with my tongue as Cooper rides my face like Bailey’s doing to him. By the time I manage to work my tongue into his body, Bailey’s got a hand between her legs, crying out her orgasm while Cooper fucks her with his fingers and tongue. I wet a finger, pressing it deep into his body, moving my mouth back to his dick just in time to catch his release when he comes. When I curl my finger to hit that spot inside him, Cooper starts to shake, almost like he’s coming a second time. I catch every drop, holding him there until he comes down. Bailey’s already climbing off him, sliding toward my edge of the counter as I press a kiss to his hip.
“Get over here,” she says, pulling at my shoulders. A heartbeat later, I’m sliding into her, unable to stop. It’s all I can do to hang on until she comes again, squeezing and clenching around my cock before I lose it, crying out as I come inside her.
My hand falls to the counter, my fingers twining with Cooper’s as we all catch our breaths.
“Shower?” Cooper asks lazily, still panting, still laid out on the counter like he hasn’t got a care in the world.
“Probably a good idea,” I say, grinning at him. Bailey lifts her head from my shoulder.
“It smells like sex in here,” she says, wrinkling her nose and making me laugh. Cooper snorts.
“I’m shocked,” he says, his ab muscles flexing as he pulls up to sit on the counter next to her. He slides his fingers in my hair and tugs me toward him, kissing me deeply before turning to Bailey and doing the same to her.
“Glad you two came to your senses,” he teases, softly. It still feels a little too soon to joke about it, but Bailey smiles. The warmth in her eyes when she looks at him makes me want to cry, and I’m not really a crying kind of guy.
I’m going to look back on this part of my life and forever wonder how I got so damned lucky. Every touch, every kiss, every word between the two of them seems to feed this thing between the three of us. There’s so much inside me for them, sometimes I feel like I’m coming out of my skin. I don’t think I can take it if things get any more intense between us.
But since I’m not going anywhere without them ever again, we’ll just have to wait and see.
“What’s that look for?” Bailey asks, turning her sparkling eyes my way.
“Just counting my blessings,” I say. I tighten my arm around her waist and slide the other around Cooper’s, my throat getting thick. Bailey hugs me back. Cooper kisses my shoulder and hides his face against my neck for a long moment.
We spend the day at Cooper’s, laughing and talking and loving on each other. Occasionally somebody cries—sometimes it’s even me. The more time I spend with them, the more certain I am that we’ve made the right decision. This thing between us… it’s worth it. No matter what.
The week that follows feels much like I figure a traveling circus must. We spend two nights at Cooper’s, then a night at Bailey’s, then three nights at my apartment. Whose apartment we sleep at depends on who needs to be where and when, but also who has food in their fridge, because none of us want to take time away from each other to go to the damn grocery store.
“I’m telling you guys,” says Bailey. “Grocery delivery.”
“Or we could just get takeout,” says Cooper. It’s the third time we’ve had this conversation this week.
“Enough.” I say it loud enough to get their attention, crossing my arms and deploying what Cooper likes to call my teacher voice. “Get dressed. We’re going shopping.”
Bailey mutters under her breath but heads back to the bedroom to get dressed. Cooper glares at me, but the bulge tenting the front of his shorts gives him away.
“Who died and made you boss?” he gripes.
