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Rand’s fingers tightened on her hip. “Yes.”
Jules turned to Tristan. “And you inside me at the same time.” Randy’s lips brushed her cheek, her mouth falling open with a gasp as Tristan’s pinky slipped deeper.
“Like this?” Tristan watched her pupils blow out as he used her wetness to pave the way. It would take a lot more than his pinky to get her ready for both of them tonight. “Only if you’re ready, but fuck I hope you’re ready.”
She nodded. “So ready. I’ve never been more ready.”
Chapter Twenty-Four
Tristan withdrew his fingers and growled when she grabbed his hand to bring it to her lips. The side of Tristan’s hand buzzed against Randy’s scruffy cheek as she sucked Tristan’s fingers deep into her mouth.
She pumped Tristan’s cock before letting him go to push him back a step. “Bed. I need you both around me, inside me.”
“Fuck yes,” Randy said against her neck.
They made a chain as Tristan drew Jules forward and Jules linked her fingers with Randy to pull him behind her. As soon as they made it down the hall to Tristan’s room, they both started stripping her.
Tristan moved around to her back and pulled her skirt over her ass. He crouched behind her, dragging his tongue over the swollen lips of her pussy before spreading her cheeks. He stabbed the tip of his tongue into her rosette and used the wetness to help deepen his strokes.
Randy ripped her shirt open the rest of the way and pulled it down her arms. She immediately bent at the waist and widened her stance to urge Tristan’s tongue deeper. Tristan used her open legs to his advantage and worked his thumbs into her pussy as he stroked his tongue deeper. Fuck. He couldn’t keep up with her. She pushed back against each thrust of his tongue eagerly.
Through it all, Tristan heard the slurping sounds of her mouth on Rand. He pulled away from her ass, answering her whimper by burying two fingers into her pussy. “We’re going to fill
you so good. For now, take his cock. Take him as deep as you can.”
When her legs shook, and Tristan’s brain was nothing but white noise, he eased back. He swayed a bit when he stood, and his fingers dug into her hips as he watched her suck off Randy. Good goddamn, she had absolutely no gag reflex. Each stroke took his best friend farther into her mouth, filling her throat.
Tris slid his hands forward, kneading her breasts until she purred around Rand’s shaft. “Bed,” Tristan said roughly.
She released Randy with a slurping pop and straightened. She turned to Tristan. “You’re wearing far too many clothes, Mr. Eves.” She looped her arm around his neck. “We should rectify this problem.”
Randy came up behind her, his cock nestling into the crack of her ass. His eyes were glassy with pent-up lust. Tristan had watched Rand go off in the elevator not half an hour ago, but the hunger for this women never seemed to abate for either of them.
Tristan eased away from her and shucked his jeans, then dragged his T-shirt off. He rounded the bed to the bureau for the tube of lube and a couple of condoms. Jules licked her lips, her focus solely on the tube in his hands. “We’ll take it slow.”
She nodded, eagerness bright in her eyes.
Maybe not that slow. Tristan tossed the supplies onto the corner of the bed, then crawled to the center, his cock arrowing up to get to her. Evidently, his eagerness was on the same level. It felt like it had been ages since he’d been inside her.
Randy helped her onto the bed, but instead of moving toward Tristan both men locked gazes and Randy nodded. Tristan turned her around so she was on her knees facing Randy again. He scooted them back toward the head of the bed until Randy could kneel in front of her.
Tristan slid his hands up her torso and filled his palms with her breasts. “I want you to suck him while I fuck you from behind. And when you beg me, when I’m certain you can’t wait another minute, I’m going to take your ass.”
She shuddered against him, her mouth seeking out Tristan’s. “I want you both to fill me up.” She reached for Rand, dragging him closer until she was between them both. Her fingers found Randy’s cock and drew the head against her belly.
Tristan looked down as the little bead of pre-cum painted over her skin. She leaned toward Randy, her mouth capturing his as she ground her ass against Tristan’s cock.
The plans bled out of Tristan’s head as her hips rolled against his dick.
She tore her mouth away from Randy’s. “Don’t make me wait.” She drew Randy even closer and Tristan watched her slide Randy’s head against her pussy. She reached behind to Tristan’s cock and tucked it between her cheeks. “I promise, I can take you both.”
Jules lowered her mouth to Randy’s chest. She swirled her tongue around his nipple as she grazed her nails over his belly to fist his cock. Rand slid forward, then sat back on his feet. He dragged the backs of his knuckles over her tits before cupping them both. His thumbs swiped over each tight tip until they were a deep red.
Jules gave a slow hissing moan as Tristan drew his cock along her slit and dragged the wetness back to her ass. She was fucking soaked. He was never going to survive this if he didn’t slow it down. Tristan reached for the lube and one of the condoms. He ripped the packet open.
The tight ring of the condom would help.
The layer of latex should bring him back to center.
