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“No.” It’s a damned lie, and everybody here knows it, including me.
“Then say ‘stop.’”
I clamp my mouth shut. West’s smile goes dark again.
“Guess it’s time to get what I came for,” he says, yanking his zipper down. He produces a condom out of thin air, rolls it on, and a couple of heartbeats later he aligns his cock between my legs.
My thighs are shaking and he’s barely touched me.
Raleigh strokes his hands over my breasts. His cock is hot and hard against my back, already leaking. I want my hands on him, but West is moving over me, trapping my wrists over my head when I try to shove him off.
“Last chance, pretty girl,” he says, growling in my ear. The tip of him kisses the slick folds of my entrance and I can’t breathe or think, let alone speak. I arch my hips up to speed him along and West times it right, canting his hips and sliding home deep in one heavy thrust.
“Oh, my God,” says Raleigh weakly from somewhere just above me. He’s taken himself in hand, judging by the unmistakable sound of skin on skin coming from somewhere near my head.
I’m filled to the brim, maxed out on the eroticism of having Raleigh so close but just out of sight, and West so deep inside me I think he’s touching my heart.
No. No hearts involved here.
West is watching me carefully, not moving, letting my body adjust around his. Only the strain around his mouth gives him away. His cock flexes and thickens as the moment stretches between the three of us. A tiny sound escapes Raleigh, the intensity of it all making me gasp and squeeze around West.
He seizes my hips in a punishing grip. He begins to thrust, shoving into me deep and hard, giving no quarter, adjusting the angle by yanking my body where he wants me, lighting my body up like a string of Christmas lights until he rocks against something so good I cry out.
“There we go,” murmurs West. His eyes bounce between my body and Raleigh’s, looking as though he’d split himself in two if he could.
He doubles down and I wrap an arm around his shoulders, hanging on for dear life as he works that spot inside me, rocking against my clit when he bottoms out. My nails are digging into Raleigh’s arm, but I’m too far gone to let go of either man, the pressure inside me building. Raleigh gasps again, louder this time, and I feel the wet heat of his release on my shoulder. The unreal experience—one man above me, one inside me—is too much, and my brain shuts down as the orgasm wracks my body. Dimly, I notice West is coming too, his cock growing even thicker as he pulses inside me.
The room has just begun to cool around us when West pulls back a long moment later, getting rid of the condom and snagging a washcloth from the nightstand. He wipes himself, then me, then Raleigh.
“You missed a spot,” says Raleigh. When I look up, he’s blushing, pointing to the semen on my shoulder.
“No, I didn’t,” says West. He lowers himself to his hands and knees beside me and licks the cum off my skin. My eyes go wide. Raleigh looks like he’s about to levitate off the bed.
“You didn’t think we were finished yet, did you?” West asks, and we start all over again.
Hours pass before the three of us collapse across the king-sized bed, sweating and sated, the barest hint of dawn coloring the sky outside.
The drive home the next day goes much faster than the trip out, probably because I sleep through a good chunk of it. Finn is having too much fun recounting his weekend exploits to give me much grief for it, though. West does his part to keep up his end of the conversation, but it’s impossible to ignore the strain in his voice.
“Dude, you never did tell me what’s up with your dad,” says Finn. “Did they really tell you to sell your condo?”
That’s enough to get my eyes open. Luckily, it’s dark enough in the back seat that neither of the guys notice I’m not sleeping anymore.
West hadn’t mentioned that. Then again, we hadn’t spent a whole lot of time talking about real life the last few days.
West snorts, but I can see the tension mounting in his shoulders. “He and my grandmother tried to make me sell it, actually.”
“Shut up.”
“Swear,” says West.
“You didn’t.” Finn says it like it’s not even a question.
West sighs. “No, but it’s rented out now. I won’t be going back for a while.”
“Jeez,” says Finn. “Is somebody sick or something? Your dad?”
“Not that they’ve told me,” says West. “It’s all business, as far as I can tell.”
