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She nodded eagerly. Jason mounted her, shoving his hard dick to her lips. She licked the drop of dew before he pushed inside her.
“Oh, fuck.” He leaned back.
Kayla fumbled next to her for Wyatt’s cock. Her hands clasped it, and began sheathing it up and down.
“Oh shit, that feels good, baby.”
She was coming down from her orgasm, but her body felt alive as she took the two of them to the crest of theirs at the same time.
Jason thrust to the back of her throat and she pumped Wyatt feeling his body tighten.
“Shit. Fuck. Shit. I’m going to come,” he groaned.
“Fucking kryptonite.”
And just like that they both exploded. Jason down her throat and Wyatt was like a geyser taking off over her hand. The warm goo oozed between her fingers.
“Your mouth is so fucking hot like this.” Jason smiled down at her as he carefully pulled his cock from her mouth.
She wiped her lips.
“Now can you sleep, you little siren?” he teased.
She nodded. Full sleep had finally hit her.
Wyatt strolled to the bathroom to clean himself and returned with a towel for Kayla. He wiped her down before climbing back in bed.
“Shit, baby. You might be more than we bargained for.”
They were warm and strong. Protective. There hard bodies would keep her safe tonight. She fell asleep sandwiched between the two most amazing men she’d ever met in her life.
Eighteen
Wyatt
The kitchen was quiet. The coffeepot made a bubbling sound as the water filtered through the grounds. Wyatt cracked an egg in a bowl and began to whisk, adding milk, salt, and pepper.
Last night was fucking astonishing.
He thought they’d have to work slower with Kayla. But she wanted everything all at once. The things she could do with her body. The sounds she made. She was like a gift from heaven planted at their feet.
He poured the omelet mixture into a hot pan. Saturdays were usually work days. But this weekend was different. He and Jason would have to catch up with report reviews during the week. This weekend was all about Kayla.
He was determined this was going to be her perfect weekend.
Jason staggered into the kitchen. “Coffee ready yet?”
“Yeah. Where’s Kayla?”
Jason walked to the counter to pour a cup. “Still sleeping. I think we wore her out. The last time might have been too much. You think?”
“She’s stronger than you give her credit for.”
Jason jumped to the counter. “She’s a fucking rock star.”
Wyatt sprinkled bacon in the center of the omelet and let it cook. “She’s everything we’ve been looking for.”
“I don’t know how I didn’t fuck her last night.”
