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“Floating,” Cam murmurs, lazily watching us. He scoots over, rubs his hand down her back, unhooking her bra. She sits up to take it off but falls back flat against me.

She presses herself so close to me that I think she would crawl into my skin if she could. She grinds on my lap, making me groan into her neck and push up against her.

“Yes,” she whispers.

Cam shifts behind her, kneeling, kissing down her back. He slides his hand down her ass, putting his fingers under her, between us. He palms my cock, over my jeans. “Fuck,” Indy and I groan at the same time. She presses down harder on his knuckles.

We need to go upstairs before Micky gets home. We have rules about this, since he’s decided to stay here. Just as the thought crosses my mind, the door cracks open, and Mik comes through. He stops, taking us in.

Indy is so far gone in her pleasure that she doesn’t care. Our eyes meet. He arches his eyebrow. “We’re going,” I mutter, standing with her pressed into my chest. Not that it matters. I’m sure he’s seen her naked.

We make our way to our room, and Cam shuts the door behind us. I lie her on the bed, removing the rest of her clothes, and crawl on top of her. I kiss her mouth, down her throat, and over her shoulders, stopping at her tits to suck on her pierced nipples. They’re one of the most sensitive parts of her body. She arches into my mouth as my tongue swirls around her peaks.

Cam presses in behind me, kissing up my spine. He reaches around, gripping me over my jeans. His hand creeps up, popping the button of my pants and pulling the zipper down. He’s pressed so close, kissing up my shoulders and neck, grinding into me. He shed his clothes the second he shut the door. With my body firing off at every nerve ending, I groan into Indy’s skin from his touch. I feel him everywhere at once.

“Cam, lie down,” I instruct. He lies beside Indy, jerking his cock. Now, I see why Indy likes to watch us when we do it. Gripping over his hand, I stroke his cock with him.

“Fuck,” he groans, and Indy looks down to watch, whimpering at the sight.

I’m still sucking on her nipples when I run my free hand down her side and find her clit, circling it. All of my body weight is on hers. She drops her head back down and moans so loudly that Micky must have heard it. She pushes into my hand and starts to tense. I keep my pressure steady, never letting up. Nipple orgasms are one of my favorite things to give her. Cam’s other arm crosses his chest, wrapping his hand around her throat.

“Are you going to come, baby girl?” he groans, thrusting into my hand.

“Yes,” she breathes, her back arching off the bed.

“How do you feel?” I murmur on her skin.

“Flying,” they both answer breathlessly. This is going to be so much fucking fun.

“Good. Let’s fly together.” I back off as she comes down, taking them in. Their beauty. Their differences. My entire world is lying in front of me. “Indy, get on top of Cam. Cowgirl.”

She turns toward him, but he’s not waiting another second. He pulls her on top of him. “Yes, I want your pussy vised around my cock,” he groans, pushing her down on him, dropping his head back.

“You’re about to feel a lot more than that,” I tease, chuckling, and he moans louder than she does. “Safe word?”

“Pink,” she whispers.

“Good girl, use it if you need it,” I murmur in her ear, making her shiver. “Cam, straighten your legs out. Don’t be greedy, dick.”

He chuckles, thrusting his cock deep into her a few more times before he straightens all the way, while I ditch my pants. I align myself with them, pushing into her soaked cunt, too. I go slowly…so slowly.

Cam’s eyes pop wide open, and his Adam’s apple bobs. “Jesus Christ,” he groans.

Indy hasn’t made a sound, but she is breathing hard. She’s too busy working to accommodate me. She lets out a shuddered breath. “I…fuck.”

“How are you feeling, sweet girl?” I ask, kissing up her shoulder, slowly working into her with Cam.

“So full. It’s so much. Don’t stop,” she whimpers.

“Not until you tell me to,” I murmur on her neck. “You’re doing such a good job taking both of our cocks.” I thrust in further, moaning. This is so fucking tight. It feels too fucking good. “Such a good fucking girl. I’m almost all the way in.” A strangled moan flies from her lips.

My hips hit her ass, and I still over her back, grabbing her tits, rolling her nipples between my fingers. Cam moans, moving his hips gently.

“Fuck,” I breathe, a shiver racing down my spine. I can’t put into words how this feels. I can’t formulate a single thought. I just feel—feel everything, every nerve ending alight.

He moves again, and so do I. Starting slow, I roll my hips, but it doesn’t take long for me to set a faster pace. Indy is moaning and whimpering, but nothing audible, until both Cam and I push in at the same time. He can’t move as much as I can, but what he’s doing is pure rapture. His big dick is keeping us anchored.

“Oh, god!” she screams, coming violently around us. Her walls are squeezing us so tightly inside of her.