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“Always.” He pinched her ass and slid the toy deeper. Deeper still. He set a hard rhythm, waiting until her moans began to level off.
Ah, she thought she could relax. Not even close.
With a flick of his thumb, he pushed the toy up to its highest setting and watched her explode. Her body went wild. She cried out, ripping her head up from Cale’s lap as her sex clutched at the vibe. Damn, she’d gotten the toy so wet that Tony could barely hold it still. Before she could recover, Cale slid down the bed and fastened his mouth around one of her nipples, sucking so hard that both Marcia and Tony groaned.
Tony ate up every one of her reactions, starved for her excitement like a man for his final meal. Each whimper both gratified him and drove him mad. Right now, mad was winning, as proven by the steady drip of precum down his cock.
Fingers shaking, he flipped the vibe to the lowest level and reached for the lube. “Hold the toy for me,” he muttered. Soon he’d be speaking in grunts and growls.
She thrust her ass at him. The vise of pressure on Tony’s balls tightened, pulling another groan from his throat. “Hurry,” she pleaded, widening her stance. “I don’t want to come again without you.”
“And I need this candy off my balls,” Cale added, earning a choked laugh from Tony. “If you don’t mind.”
God, he’d never had more fun in bed. He and Marsh generally laughed a lot between the sheets but this went beyond that. The affection and love between the three of them translated so well to sex he wasn’t sure if Marcia would be able to close the door after tonight.
Cale would, he knew. Cale could bounce back from any damn thing. He would too. He loved his best friend, loved this experience he’d gotten to share with him, but he really didn’t need to spend the rest of his life watching him come. Even the boundaries of friendship went only so far.
Marcia, on the other hand, was the wild card. As she always was. Part of her allure. Part of why he feared losing himself to her. Could a woman like her really be tamed?
No. Marcia tamed—whatever that even meant—wasn’t Marcia at all. He wanted all of her, the impetuous and crazy, the sexy and over the top, the quiet and thoughtful when she thought no one was looking. He wanted the whole package. For good.
“Hey.” She glanced back at him, concern marring her gorgeous features. “Losing my buzz here.”
“Can’t have that now, can we?”
He reached for the lube and squirted some along his length and his fingers. They’d had anal plenty of times, mostly at Marcia’s request. He usually didn’t ask her for what he wanted, choosing instead to let her take the lead. Luckily her lead led him right where he wanted to go.
Carefully he slipped two coated fingers inside her ass, working them in and out while she moaned in encouragement. Oh yeah, she wanted this. She always wanted it, any way he would give it to her.
He leaned forward to kiss her back and closed his eyes against the torrent of emotions flooding through him. What if she didn’t feel the same way for him? Affection and love were two very different things.
“Antonio?” she asked quietly. “What’s wrong?”
“Must be trouble if she’s using the given name,” Cale said, not smiling. They all knew the Antonio treatment meant things had just gotten serious.
Tony laughed it off. “Just want to make sure you’re ready for me.”
“I’ve been ready for you for years,” she said, her light tone belying the double meaning of her words. At least he hoped there was a double meaning.
“I’m ready too,” Cale put in, effectively breaking the heaviness of the moment.
Trying not to laugh seemed futile so Tony didn’t bother. That he chuckled while he slid his painfully hard cock inside Marsh’s snug hole was definitely different. Especially since his laughter turned into moans almost instantly.
She gripped him tightly, the thin wall separating him from the toy still in her sex seeming to disappear. Christ, he could feel every minute vibration. And then when she pulled out the vibe and he could feel her fingers pumping away, a new round of groans spilled out of him. It felt as if she were caressing him from inside out.
“Dammit, Marcia.” He gritted his teeth. “You trying to make me come?”
“Think so. Here too,” Cale managed, lifting his head. She’d gone back to working the candy beads off his sac, liberally wetting his balls in the process. Finally she tore off the necklace completely, tossing it aside before she encircled her lips around Cale’s shaft in one smooth glide that made both men gasp. Had he ever seen anything hotter?
Tony surged deeper into Marcia, matching his strokes to her increasingly fumbling finger thrusts into her pussy. They stopped altogether when she hollowed out her cheeks and sucked hard on the tip of Cale’s cock.
“Fuck yes.” Cale pushed her head down as he arched his back and raised his hips off the bed. “Swallow it,” he panted, his tugs on her hair gentling even before his body stopped twitching.
She dropped her face to Cale’s thigh when Tony pressed his hand in the center of her back, forcing her as low as possible while he drove deep. Pleasure fountained up from his balls to his spine, washing over him in thick waves while the movements of his hips went on autopilot. Her whimpers burst through the silence just before he felt those wicked fingers slipping in and out of her sheath, pushing him into a brutally hard climax. He plunged over and over again, filling her with his hot release.
Somehow through the haze, he heard her keening cry. Her tight walls squeezed around him, drawing out his aftershocks for so long that he literally couldn’t breathe. Finally Marcia went limp beneath him.
In a minute she’d be asleep if they didn’t get her up and moving. In that way, she was worse than a guy. But Tony couldn’t get his limbs to work.
