Monty settles between my legs and he looks up, his eyes bounce between mine and Evie’s. He lifts up his hand producing a condom.
“I know this is our first time, and I didn’t want to assume.” He pauses waiting for a response, not from me but from Evie.
Evie looks at me, and understanding washes over her. She looks over at Monty and nods her head.
“I’m on the pill, and I haven’t been with anyone since before I met you guys.” She answers honestly, and it settles something inside me.
“I know how we talked about our past. We haven’t included anyone in our relationship since before Shiloh was born.”
I notice Evie relaxes slightly, but there’s still something off with her. Like there’s a fear in there with the aspect of not using a condom. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to tonight. You can say no.”
“I want to.” Evie interrupts me, “I want this with the both of you.”
“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours, little minx?” Monty asks her. He starts to rub her arm encouragingly.
“I just don’t–” She inhales and blows it out slowly. “I don’t think I’m ready to not use a condom, even if none of us have been with anyone else. I take my birth control religiously, I make sure of it, but it’s still not one hundred percent.”
“That’s understandable.” I tell her, “Thank you for being honest with us.”
It’s like the moment those words come out of my mouth her body fully relaxes. Evie adjusts herself, and it reminds me that we are all very much naked. That she’s sitting on top of me and when she changed positions it allowed for her to grind herself onto me.
My hands that were resting on her thighs tighten and Evie smiles devilishly as she rubs herself over my pelvis again, and a hiss escapes me. Then she does it again, except this time she throws one leg over mine. Adjusting until she is holding onto one of my legs, her core lined up with mine.
Her eyes connect with mine, hooded with renewed lust. Her mouth falls open as she rolls her hips forward.
“Oh fuuck.”
ChapterThirty One
Evie
Seven Months Postpartum
Montygroansfrombehindme as I roll my hips again. My core buzzes with pleasure, our arousal mixes together as I grind my clit against Josie’s.
My hand grasps her leg that’s in front of me and I use that leverage to continue to rub against her. Throwing my head back, I let out a long and low groan at all the sensations. The feel of our connection mixed with her hands roaming over every inch of my body that she can touch.
Goosebumps scatter over my body as pleasure begins to radiate deep in my core. With every pass of my clit on hers, the sensation grows bigger. My breathing is coming out in pants, the sensation is becoming overpowering but I need more.
“Monty.” I whine. “Kiss me. Kiss her. Just more.”
“Fuck.” Monty says from somewhere behind me, but it’s too far away. I feel like I am in a frenzy and it’s all too much but not enough at the same time. Josie begins to move her hips in tandem to mine, meeting me for every thrust.
Then Monty’s mouth is on mine, our tongues tangle in a sloppy battle and the inferno that is building in me is about to combust.
“That’s it.” Monty croons, “You look so good on the brink of falling over. Are you going to come for us little minx?”
My body shivers as his words, but I find that I’m unable to use my voice so I just nod my head. A deep chuckle comes from Montyand a fresh layer of goosebumps form and the timber of it. He places a chaste kiss on my lips before he pulls away and leans down to Josie. Their kiss is urgent but practiced. After all these years together the passion between the two of them is intoxicating.
The fact that they were open and willing to include me into this is the last thought that passes through my mind before the dams break and my orgasm takes hold of me. My movements become erratic, my body vibrating as wave after wave of pleasure washes through me. I can’t hear what they’re saying, but I hear the caring shushing as they both continue to run their hands on my skin.
As my body comes down, my breathing begins to even out.
My legs feel like jelly, but I manage to throw my leg back over so that I’m straddling Josie’s hips again. Leaning forward, pressing my lips to Josie’s in a tender kiss. The crinkle sound of Monty opening the condom and putting it on is the only sound in the room outside of our heavy breathing.
Josie inhales sharply and then her mouth slowly falls open. Looking over my shoulder I see Monty positioned between her legs and his eyes are focused down at her entrance. I sit up so I can angle my body and get a better look.
My own mouth drops open as I take in the way that Josie’s pussy wraps around Monty’s thick cock. He moves forward as he slowly feeds every inch into her, and I have never felt more turned on than I do right now.
