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Even if my cock was thickening by the second as her tits jiggled as she huffed and settled on her back. “No fair.” She whined.

“Get some sleep,” I chuckled, turning off the lamp as I climbed in next to her. “You’re exhausted.”

“Not that—” She yawned in the darkness, and Trav’s deep laugh came from his side of the bed as he climbed in on her other side. “Bad.”

“Right,” He mused, and she yawned again.

It took her no time at all to fall asleep between us, and I lay there, holding her against my body as Trav’s breathing evened out, falling asleep shortly after her. She shifted in her sleep, snuggling in against me, and Travis moved in sync with her, wrapping himself around her back, like we were all one unit.

I stared up at the ceiling, dragging my fingertips over her spine as she slept with her head on my chest. But I couldn’t tempt sleep to pull me under.

Not when all I could think about was diamond rings, last names, and futures filled with childish belly laughs, little feet, and the feminine warmth building a home around us inside these four walls.

Dreams I never thought would come true as friends of mine got married and had kids, leaving me in the dust to wonder if it would ever be my turn.

Now, I had it all, with my best friend, and our girl, and her sweet kiddos.

And even though it had been quiet the last few weeks, with no more instances of the lurking darkness from her ex to be found, I couldn’t help but wonder if he was gone for good.

Or if he was just biding his time.

The spacebetween sleep and consciousness, where darkness was warm and everything felt incredible, held me tight, even as my body floated toward the light, fighting to wake up.

I couldn’t figure out what had woken me up at first, but I could feel it.

Pleasure.

Need.

Desire.

Ache.

“Mmh,” A gentle voice coaxed me further from dreamland into consciousness as a hot wet mouth teased the head of my cock. “You taste so good, baby.”

“Frankie,” I groaned in a whisper, forcing my eyes open as my hand instinctively went to the back of her head, threading my fingers through her loose locks as she took me to the back of her throat. “Damn, baby,”

The bedroom was still pitch black, and I glanced over at the clock on my table, reading the numbers through my blurry eyes.

One am.

I had just fallen asleep sometime around midnight, but I would never complain about losing sleep if it was due to Frankie’s sexy mouth wrapped around my cock.

“You were so good to me earlier,” She hummed quietly, and I wanted to see her eyes as her tongue traced the ridge of my cock head, so I reached over and hit the dimmer switch on my bedside table before clicking it on, bathing the room in a soft, light glow. It was just enough to see her by, and she smiled wickedly from where she lay between my thighs, both hands on my cock and her lips teasing the shaft as she kissed her way down it. “You knew I was stressed, and you let Trav take care of me.”

I glanced over at the other side of the bed where Trav lay on his back with his arm over his eyes, sleeping soundly before looking back down at her. “And this is my reward?”

She chuckled seductively, and pushed my cock back down her throat, making me groan, and then she pulled back off. “No, this is just the warmup.”

“Hmm,” I hummed and flexed my hips as she started deep-throating me, pushing her lips down my cock until they brushed against the base and I cursed. “Fuck yes, baby.”

Trav groaned and rolled over toward us, and we both froze as his eyes popped open, sensing the light and the gap between us in bed.

“Nothing here for you, go back to sleep.” I grinned and then flinched when Frankie pinched my inner thigh as Trav sat up on his elbow, instantly interested in what she was doing.

“Rude.” He growled and then palmed his own dick that was hardening in his sweats.

“Don’t worry, baby,” Frankie purred, and patted the space next to me where she had been sleeping. “I have plans for both of you.”