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“We wanted you to lose control.” Proving it, Tris pushed his hand between her thighs, cupping her still sensitive pussy. “Next time, bite my shoulder. Or better yet, bite him.” She heard the grin in his voice as he used his other hand to indicate Sparks.
Sparks held up his hands. “Not giving her anything to bite. I like all my parts, thank you very much.”
In spite of the flush she felt climbing up her neck, she laughed. And kept right on laughing even when Tris pulled her mouth to his. “Love that sound, babe.”
He nibbled her lips open and slipped his tongue inside as naturally as if they’d been kissing for years instead of hours. He shifted her on his lap until she was straddling him, her breasts against his chest, her hands in his hair. She was so warm and loose that she didn’t even react when his cock pressed against the vee of her legs, or when he reached down to fumble out a condom from the stash in his pocket.
“Came prepared this
time,” he said, eyes glinting as he held up the foil packet.
“Oh good. Great. Yes. Time for that.” She cleared her throat and looked back at Sparks, needing him to be involved. It was the weirdest thing, this arrangement they had going. As incredible as it felt to have Tris touching her, she needed Sparks there too.
Greedy bitch.
Reading her once again, Sparks came up behind her and tugged up her shirt. Damn thing kept falling down. This time, he was the one doing the offering, pushing her tits together and lifting them to Tris’s mouth.
Tris licked and nuzzled them, his gaze never leaving her face. When his teeth grazed one tight peak, she rocked on his dick, desperate for that friction all over again.
“Unzip me,” Tris said, and his husky voice was like a match for her desire. Making her burn.
She yanked his zipper down and found his bare cock nestled against his stomach, so hard that she had to draw him away from his belly. The tip was damp and hot, and she knew if the lighting were better, she’d probably see that the head was an angry red.
He wanted inside her, and she wanted that too. So much.
It was time.
She grabbed the condom from Tris and leaned back. Immediately, Sparks was there, the support she hadn’t realized she craved. He was so warm and solid behind her, and when he shifted, equally as rigid as Tris. But one man at a time. Tris had been patient for hours, and she intended to reward him for his generosity.
Both men’s generosity.
It wasn’t her first go-round at putting on a condom. She definitely wasn’t an expert, but she’d done it a time or three. He hissed as she rolled down the latex, shutting his eyes.
“Fuck, I’m not going to last.”
Swallowing hard, she gripped his cock and rubbed it against her slit, soaking him in her excitement. Her clit immediately responded, pounding with each of her strokes.
And then she went still.
“Need some help, sweetheart?” Sparks’s voice near her ear made her nod gratefully.
She did. She needed some help to get over this last hump, and thank God he was there. Thank God for them both.
Tris’s heavy lids flickered open as Sparks pulled her back against him, his hand sliding down to hold her thighs open. His hand was so close to Tris’s cock, but if that bothered either man, she couldn’t tell.
Everything was for her. Her comfort, her pleasure.
Her orgasm, already shimmering just outside her consciousness once again. All it took was the brush of Tris’s cock and Sparks’s careful touch as he prepared her for his buddy’s dick, and she was almost there. Again.
It shouldn’t have made sense. Shouldn’t have worked. This was an activity meant for two, right? Three should’ve been a crowd.
Except she couldn’t have imagined it any other way than exactly this.
Chapter Eight
Randy had his hand on Juliet’s pussy, and he was readying her for his best friend’s cock. His own was rock hard and aching, yet he wasn’t swallowing rage. Wasn’t cursing his lot in life.
For once, he was in the moment. Making her feel good, and oddly, helping Tris to get there too.
