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Devon tensed. Con stepped closer, nearly touching. “Willing?” they said in unison.
“The other night was…wonderful. It was beyond anything I ever imagined. I don’t want to go the rest of my life wondering what could have been.”
Devon cursed and closed the gap separating them. “Damn good answer, sugar,” he murmured before dipping his head and tasting heaven. Oh hell, yeah. The woman was made for loving. Damn, he’d missed her taste. Her scent. Even her sassy mouth. No woman had ever gotten to him the way she did. It was as if she knew just which buttons to push. It pissed him off and turned him on at the same time.
As he devoured Tory’s plump lips, Con moved up behind her and wrapped an arm around her stomach, then pressed his lips to her neck. Tory moaned and twined her arms around Devon’s neck, melting back against Con. Devon teased his tongue back and forth over the seam of her lips, only too pleased when she parted and let him enter. Devon ached to be inside her tight heat. He released her long enough to flip the lock on her front door—he wasn’t about to be interrupted. Bending at the knees, Devon lifted her into his arms and took her to the couch. He sat her carefully on the cushion.
“Clothes,” she ordered.
Great minds, Devon thought. Within seconds, they were all three naked. Devon dropped to his knees and buried his face into the warmth of her pussy. “Son of a bitch, I missed you.” He reached around and palmed her buttocks. He squeezed and felt her shudder.
“We need you, baby,” Con admitted, his voice rough with emotion. “Only you.”
“It’s the same for me, Con,” Tory cried, burying her fingers into Devon’s hair.
Devon stood, turned Tory around so she was on her knees facing the back of the couch, then sank his cock deep. Tory shouted his name, throwing her head back and clutching on to the cushion.
“Jesus, that’s good, Tory. Tight and hot. Like a loving fist milking me dry.” In fact it was a little too good. “Condom. Damn, I forgot.”
“I-I’m on the Pill. And clean. Please don’t leave me,” she pleaded. “Not now, Devon. Please.”
Music to his ears. “I’m clean too and I’m not going anywhere, sugar.” For emphasis, Devon pushed deeper, filling her completely.
“Open your eyes, baby,” Con softly ordered. “I want those pretty lips around my dick.”
Tory’s eyelids fluttered open. With her gaze locked on Con, she leaned forward and took his cock in both hands and kissed the tip. Con snarled. “Suck it. Don’t fucking tease me, little girl.”
Tory grinned, then licked him from balls to tip. Devon watched her mouth work as he fucked her tight cunt. “Such a good girl,” Devon praised. “Swallow that cock real sweet for Con.”
Devon fucked her harder, faster, thrusting into her, while Tory sucked on Con’s cock. Her cheeks hollowed, and Con cursed. “I’m going to come, baby. Pull out now if you don’t want a mouthful.”
Tory moaned and appeared to clamp down harder. Con grabbed the back of her head and held her in a firm grip as he came, shouting her name. Devon pulled his dick all the way out, then slammed back into her once, twice. Tory erupted all around him, inner muscles tightening, her juices bathing him. He arched his neck as flesh slapped against flesh. She cried his name, climaxing once more. Devon exploded, emptyi
ng every last drop of his seed into her hot cunt.
Slumping over her, all three of them exhausted and sweating, Devon muttered, “You’re incredible, sugar. So damn incredible.”
“Yeah, what Devon said.” Con groaned as he collapsed onto the couch next to Tory.
Tory laughed and shifted around. Devon’s cock slipped free and he already missed the contact. “I don’t know about incredible, but I do feel like the luckiest woman in the world right about now.”
Devon’s head shot up at the shyly uttered words. “And why is that?”
She turned and kissed his cheek, then did the same to Con. “Because I have the two of you. Almost makes me feel a tad selfish.” She winked as a small grin escaped. “Almost.”
Devon took her face in his hands. “You’re our best friend and the only woman we’ve ever wanted to share our lives with.”
“Devon’s right,” Con said as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and hugged her into his side. “You’re the only one, baby.”
Tory settled against Con. Devon couldn’t help but notice how right it seemed to see her there. “So, what are we going to do for New Year’s?”
Devon and Con both chuckled. “I’m sure we’ll think of something.”
Tory stroked a hand over Devon’s abdomen. His cock immediately responded to the feathery touch. “Mmm, I can’t wait.”
