He laughs. It’s a surprised sound, like he didn’t expect that answer. “Yeah, okay.”
“Yes? You’ll write a song with me?” I can’t help but confirm.
His smile grows until it reaches his eyes. “I’ll write a song with you, Bunny.”
I grasp his shirt and kiss the fuck out of him. A special kind of excitement swirling in my stomach.
A sad whine draws our attention, and we both turn our heads to stare at Nash. “But what about me?”
I try, I really really do, but I can’t stop myself from smiling at how utterly distraught he sounds. Leaning into him, I brush my lips against his as a happy laugh falls out of me. “Hush, Nashy.”I press a soft kiss to his lips as my hands find his waistband once more. “You can help write the music for it. Plus, you get plenty of other moments of intimacy.”
He growls and helps me with quickly shedding his pants. “That’s true,” he admits, before his lips curl into a smirk. “We’re both naked now, baby, and I recall telling you what comes next.”
My core clenches with the reminder. Nash steps off the bed to move behind Blake, and I face him and knee walk to his front. “You’re way too overdressed, Superman. We should really change that.”
“Oh, yeah?” He licks his lips, taking in my naked form with so much freaking hunger in his eyes. I can almost feel where his gaze brushes over my skin, lighting me on fire.
Nash gets back on the bed behind him and doesn’t waste a second with grasping the sides of Blake’s shirt, ready to strip it off him. My nerdy, shy man crooks his finger at me, beckoning me to come closer.
Who am I to say no?
I instantly reach for the gap between his pants and shirt, pushing my hands up as I touch as much of him as I can. He sucks in a breath, making his abs ripple. He lifts his arms and Nash finishes taking his shirt off.
“Lie down, Blake,” he instructs his friend, softly nudging him in the shoulder to take his place on the bed. He’s a fucking sight to look at when he’s shirtless, and I can only imagine how beautiful he’ll be when his cock is in full view instead of tenting the damn gray sweatpants that are trying their hardest to give me a heart attack.
Blake gives me a butterfly inducing smile, affection and need in his gaze. “You going to make Nash do all the work, Bunny? Or are you going to help him out?”
His eyes drop to his pants where I find his hips already lifted and Nash playfully dipping his finger underneath the band. Ilean in closer, my hair cascading around me as I trace a path of kisses along his stomach. Each touch makes his muscles jump with excitement, and I can’t help but revel in the power I have over him. This may just become my new favorite pastime.
Staring up at him, I lick the length of his rock hard cock, knowing it’s the biggest tease with his clothing covering it. He stares at me with lust clouding his eyes.
At the tug of Nash pulling his pants down, I hook my fingers around the fabric and draw them down, staring at Blake’s cock coming into view like it’s the first one I’ve ever seen.
The smack and resounding sting on my ass grabs my attention. “I want to see you straddle him, baby. Come on.” Nash’s hands land on my hips, guiding me where he wants me as Blake holds his arms out for me, wanting this as much as we do.
“That’s it, Bunny. Let me feel how wet you are. Sit that pussy on my cock.” The moment I do, Blake thrusts his hips, gliding his cock along my slit.
“She feels good, doesn’t she?” Nash says over my shoulder.
Blake’s hands land on my thighs, holding on to me like he’s trying his best to control himself. “So wet and warm. It must be heaven to be inside her.”
His hips rotate until his broad head slips to my entrance. I can’t help the wanton whimper, desire pulsing through my body as my core clenches, wanting to suck him into me, while simultaneously dripping more wetness onto his cock.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.” His hands clamp tighter on me, his fingers digging into my skin. “I felt your walls pulse on my head. Please don’t move. Don’t try sinking down on me.” He tilts his head back, a hint of pain passing over his face.
Nash moves behind me, his dick poking my ass before it bumps against Blake, making him notch even tighter against my opening. “Don’t you want a little taste?” he goads.
“No. I can already tell she’s still too tight.” Blake’s eyes blink open, taking me in and shifting his cock so it’s no longer a hair’s breadth from sinking into me. His hands move along my body until he’s drawing me down to lie on him, his lips brushing against mine.
“Well, I can do something about that.” Nash’s hands grip my ass, spreading me open for him as he scoots in while Blake licks my bottom lip before taking my mouth with his. “Such a pretty pink pussy, baby. Do you want my cock? Can I fuck your clit into Blake’s cock?”
His words paint such a vivid picture that Blake and I moan at the same time, then dive into a desperate kiss, his hands roaming over me. I can’t get enough of his touch—everywhere he goes, he leaves a blazing path behind.
Nash gathers my hair in his fist, holding it only tight enough for me to know he’s in control, but not so forceful that it triggers me. He’s always so careful about that.
His other hand comes around and wraps around my neck. Before I’m able to expect it, he hauls me away from Blake and against his chest until his lips brush against my ear.
“You too horny to answer my question, baby? Because I want to hear you say yes before I fuck you.” Goddamn the mouth on this man. It makes me wiggle in his hold, my pussy slipping all over Blake’s cock pinned between us.
