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A few hours in the company of Weston Thorpe again and I can’t stop looking, reaching, taking. Even when it comes to the charming Raleigh. They make me want more.
They make me want. When this is over, I’ll go back to my shell, my bubble. But by God, I’ll have this memory with me when I go.
I stretch up on my toes and close the gap between West’s mouth and mine, careful not to touch him anywhere else. He succumbs, and the victory in it makes me high. He devours my mouth the way I’d wanted him to do on the balcony, the way I’d dreamed of through most of my teenage years, in the vague, foggy way of someone who, at the time, didn’t have a clue what she was asking for.
I know what I’m asking for now, just as I know he’ll never give it to me. As if he senses the direction of my thoughts, West lifts his head, peering into my eyes like he can see inside my head.
His hands never once left his sides.
A soft exhale comes from somewhere on the bed, accompanying the sound of skin on skin. Motion in my peripheral vision has me breaking the connection to look.
Raleigh is flushed all the way to the roots of his hair. He’s shifted his boxers and freed his cock, working it slowly as he watches us. I hear West suck in a breath beside me—the strongest reaction he’s allowed us to see so far tonight.
“Sorry,” says Raleigh. But he doesn’t stop. If anything, his blush burns brighter. “You two look good together.”
“Get on the bed, Callahan,” says West. I’m so damn tempted to ask why he doesn’t just throw me, too. West’s voice is thick with… what? Want? Anticipation? Something. It sends a shiver down my spine and I run out of patience with this game.
I make my way to the head of the bed and climb up, straddling Raleigh’s splayed legs. His hand never stops moving as he watches me.
“That’s really hot,” I whisper.
“I think that’s my line,” he says, the whisper of a grin on his lips. I can’t resist kissing him again.
I lose track of time, sinking into his mouth. His arms come around me to hold me up, trapping his dick between us. Raleigh moans against my lips.
“Wait.” He gasps, stilling my hips with an unexpectedly strong grasp. “I didn’t bring protection.”
“I’ve got it covered.” West is still standing at the foot of the bed. He digs into his pocket, extracting a condom and tossing it on the bed next to us.
“I was beginning to wonder if that bit about the threesome was just a tease,” says Raleigh, winking at West. West and I both gape. “I’m joking, man. Thanks for the help.”
West’s been pretty wound up all night, but I think Raleigh might send him over the edge.
“You know he’s straight, right?” I whisper to Raleigh. He shrugs.
“Me too,” he says. It comes out a little rushed, but given how his hands are occupied, I guess he’s got other things on his mind.
“My lucky day,” I say as Raleigh finishes up. A shift and a minor adjustment later and I’m on the precipice, about to sink and lose my mind at last.
“Wait.” West is closer now.
“You can’t be serious.” I groan, dropping my head to Raleigh’s shoulder. His hands are racing over me, winding me up higher with every touch.
“Do it slow,” orders West. He’s talking to Raleigh now. Raleigh nods, the action bringing his mouth level with my breasts. He takes advantage of the angle with such enthusiasm I almost miss when he starts pressing up into me.
He stops, panting a little.
“Okay?” I ask. My voice is shaking but I pretend not to notice.
“Better,” Raleigh says. “Better than anything. Jesus.” He presses up another inch. I hear West’s gasp, louder this time.
“Your turn, pretty girl,” growls West. I brace my hands on Raleigh’s shoulders and slide my knees out, dropping to take him all the way. Raleigh and West groan in unison. I can’t breathe, I’m shaking so hard. I’m right on the edge, about to go over.
“Now.” At West’s final command, Raleigh cuts himself loose and I fall, flying over that edge, shimmering with heat and joy and blessed relief. I hold on to Raleigh until he finds his own release moments later. It’s all I can do to keep my arms around him, until sometime later when the storms have quieted and the room begins to cool again.
Raleigh lifts his head and gives me a cockeyed grin, his every thought written all over his face.
I can’t help but smile back at his openness.
