Page 105 of The Triple Play

Griffin’s mouth twitches slightly. “Yeah?”

I nod once, embarrassed and turned on at the same time. “You behind me. Denver in front. Or the other way around. I don’t even care anymore. I just want both of you.”

“Then get on the bed, Pixie,” Denver says quietly behind me. “Right now.”

I laugh breathlessly. “Bossy.”

“You like it.”

He’s not wrong.

We barely make it to the mattress with any grace. One second we’re standing, mostly clothed, the next, we’re naked and tangled together across the giant bed, laughing under our breath and grabbing at each other like none of us can move fast enough. I end up on my back in the middle of the mattress, my hair spread across the pillows, while Griffin and Denver settle on either side of me.

Griffin brushes his knuckles down my arm. “What’s the rule?”

I smile a little. We’ve gone over this before. “If I say yellow, slow down. If I say red, stop.”

“And green?” Denver asks, grinning.

I hold his gaze. “Green means keep going.”

His smile turns lazy and pleased. “And what colour are you right now, Pixie?”

“Green,” I whisper. “Very green.”

Denver makes a soft sound of approval while Griffin bends to press a kiss against the inside of my wrist. Then my elbow. Then the base of my throat.

“We’ve got you,” he murmurs against my skin. “Just relax.”

“We can help with that,” Denver says with a smirk. His hand starts to make long strokes up and down my torso, slowly inching closer to my pussy.

“Tease,” I gasp when his pinky brushes the short hairs just above my sex.

“Yup.”

Griffin distracts me with another kiss, this one to my lips, our tongues dancing together. I feel Denver move down the bed, and then his finger is sliding into my pussy, his lips sealing around my clit, and…

“Oh!” I moan into Griffin’s mouth at the cool sensation of a slim plug being pressed into my ass.

“Just warming you up,” Denver says in a low voice.

It takes only minutes before I’m coming, my thighs squeezing Denver as I tug on his hair, whimpering into Griffin’s mouth as he continues to kiss me.

When my legs finally stop trembling, Griffin releases my lips. “Now you’re ready.”

Denver moves back up, reaching for the nightstand drawer and passing a bottle of lube to Griffin. “Turn over, beautiful,” he says softly. “Let Griff take your ass, I want more of your sweet pussy.”

I roll onto my side, then climb up to straddle Denver’s body, bending down to kiss him as I settle on top.

Griffin’s hand runs down my spine, caressing my ass. “Comfortable, baby?”

“Couldn’t be better.”

I hear the click of the cap opening on the lube, and then the slick sound of Griffin stroking himself. My breath stutters, and the sound breaks apart into a moan of anticipation as his hands settle on my hips.

“Ready?” His voice is rough with desire.

“I’m ready.”