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Hell, I can’t begrudge him this.
But I wish I’d stop imagining them together. Jet fucking her against the wall. Candy riding him on his bed. Myself thrusting inside her from behind while he fucks her mouth.
And… I’m hard again. Like every time my mind conjures up images of the three of us.
Pushing the wishful fantasies deep down, where they belong, I take the glasses from Candy, the silverware from Jet, and all but shove them toward the living room.
“Go. I’ve got this.”
“You’re coming, too,” Candy says, surprising me when she links her arm with mine.
Jet throws an arm around me. “What she said.”
I give him a suspicious look. “You guys probably want some alone time.”
“We could watch a movie,” Candy says.
Jet leans more heavily against me, and I wrap an arm around his lean hips so we don’t topple over. “That movie you picked about Beowulf.”
“Yes, yes!” Candy is dancing beside me, tugging on my arm, and her excitement makes me smile.
“Beowulf it is,” I say and let them drag me to the sofa.
***
We end up watching Beowulf and then The Nibelungen, and drinking half a bottle of whiskey. I’m seated between the two of them, and it’s warm, and their bodies pressed against mine turn my thoughts into spinning circles.
If you asked me, I couldn’t tell you anything about the movies we watched. Candy’s curled up, her head ending up against my shoulder, her tits pressed to my arm, and on my other side Jet’s sprawled with one leg thrown over mine, sipping his whiskey, his throat working as he swallows.
The TV is just a distracting box with colors in the background.
My cock twitches. I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard in my life. A voice in the back of my mind is crowing with delight.
Another one is whispering that extracting myself from this tangle will be difficult.
Especially when Jet mutters something unintelligible and presses his face to my neck.
Christ. I reach up, put my hand on his head with the intention of pulling him back, but for some reason I only dig my fingers in his spiky hair and inhale. I turn, press a kiss to his forehead.
He tilts his head up so that my mouth trails over his lashes, over his cheek. He grins at me, and it hits me square in the chest. I fist my hand in his hair, not sure what to do with this feeling, and with the heat pooling in my dick.
Candy shifts, puts her hand on my face, and I turn toward her. Her mouth draws me like a magnet, and I kiss her, licking at her lips. She kisses me back, and her taste lights up my blood, turns it into a burning current under my skin. I grip her hip, pull her closer, and take off her glasses.
I chuck them to the floor, and my dick twitches. I’ve wanted to do this since I met her.
My hand in Jet’s hair tightens, drawing a moan from him, and fuck. That sound… it goes straight to my cock.
Everything with these two goes straight to my cock, making it even harder, so hard it could drill through steel.
This is getting out of control.
She breaks the kiss, reaches for Jet. He goes willingly, and they kiss over me, her hair trailing over my arms, his body a line of fire against my side.
Oh fuck, this is even hotter.
The booze is singing in my blood, and Jet and Candy are making out in my lap, their bodies grazing the top of my leaking, throbbing cock with every movement.
I don’t know if I’m in heaven or in hell. I stroke Jet’s hair, lower my hand to the back of his neck—and slip my other hand around Candy’s back. Holding them both.
