“Levi,” I whimpered. “Fuck. Fuck.”
“Give us more, baby,” he whispered. “You can do it.”
“Shewilldo it.”
I don’t know what I said to him. Something between afuck youandmore, please. Either, both, it didn’t matter because he was right—I would come again.
My hips bucked against Levi’s firm hand. The tops of my thighs burned with every delicious smack until I was shaking, another orgasm relentlessly taking me, tears rolling down my cheeks.
Levi leaned down and licked one, humming softly as he peppered kisses over my face. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “You’re beautiful.”
I huffed out my thanks, melting into the bed as Mateo tossed the riding crop to the side and unclasped my ankles. He crawled between my legs, kissing up to the marks that were already bruising.
He pushed my thighs back and held them, my mouth dropping as he looked at my pussy.
“I want your cum inside her too,” he said to Levi.
Levi let out a soft grunt. “Is that a . . .”
“Yes. I’m going to fuck you while you fill her up.”
He blew out a long breath and nodded eagerly. “Please.”
Mateo slid off the bed and opened a drawer and Levi nestled his hips between my thighs. I reached up, winding my arms around his neck and kissing him. Savoring him.
I don’t want him to go.I blinked back tears, holding him a little tighter.
The head of his cock nudged against me. I wrapped my legs around his waist as Mateo joined us on the bed with lube and his condom. Levi kissed more tears away as he slowly eased forward.
Gentle. He was being gentle. Even after waiting to be inside me, even after the heated kinky things we’d just done—he wasn’ttaking. He was giving.
“You feel so good,” I whispered.
“So do you, baby. Ah, fuck.”
His words were soft, his eyes squeezing shut. I felt Mateo’s hand on my leg, giving me a gentle pat, and I realized—Mateo was filling Levi at the same time.
“Okay?” Mateo checked in.
“Yes. More than.”
Levi knelt his forehead to mine. I could feel his cock hardening even more inside me, stretching me around him. I kissed him softly, making myself relax and enjoy the fullness of him. The connection between the three of us.
I slid my hand around his back and smiled as Mateo’s fingers tangled with mine.
Perfect.For a few moments, everything was perfect. Everything was how I wanted it to always be.
A thousand brushstrokes made a bigger picture, and every moment with Mateo and Levi painted a life together I wanted more than anything else. I wanted this to be us forever.
I could feel my heart shattering. Little breaks in slow motion, like I was watching it happen on a big screen. I knew what came next, but I couldn’t stop it, and I couldn’t look away.
Levi’s lips searched for mine and he moved his hips, taking me deeper. I groaned, letting all the sadness slip away into the pleasure that took me—deep and lazy.
Mateo moved his hips, his fingers tightening in mine as he pumped his hips, making Levi thrust his. I gasped as I felt him, felt them together.
“Oh yes,” I rasped.
He pushed my bangs out of my face, kissing me as we moved together. We took everything slow—almost painfully so. It was intimate. It was sad. It was full of longing and yearning and my ungranted wish for Monday to never come.
