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She nodded. “Yes. Give it to me. Just like before, just…slower.”
Tris’s grin flashed in the darkness. “Slow and deep. Got it.” He gripped her hip and inched inside her, his cock separating her flesh so erotically that Randy had to curse and grip his own cock through his jeans. One touch and he nearly spilled into his boxers.
Fuck, they were hot together.
“All right?” Tris asked, and she nodded, still grasping his shoulder.
“Yes. Oh, yes. You’re so big.”
“That never gets old.” Again, Tris grinned, sharing it with Sparks as he wrapped his arm around her waist.
And with one sharp move, yanked her down on his lap while he drove upward. She yelped, but the sound soon smoothed into a low, needy moan as he withdrew and did it again, drawing her up and down his erection.
“Lean on me.” Randy stepped closer and she sagged against his chest. He took the opportunity to fill his hands with her breasts, finally leaning over her shoulder to take a taste. Her nipples were rock hard, and she jerked as he sucked one into his mouth, then released it with a pop. He did the same to the other as Tristan helped her ride his dick
Randy slid his hand between her quivering thighs. Fuck, he needed to feel her pussy again. He had to. All that warmth, her stiff little clit so desperate—
“Yes, please.” She tossed her head against Randy’s shoulder as he fingered her, doing his best not to bump into Tris’s cock. It wasn’t that easy, considering every time he moved a fraction his friend was there. Huge, hard, throbbing so that the pounding became indistinguishable from Juliet’s. They were both panting, hips grinding together, so close to release that Randy couldn’t keep his touch where it belonged.
Touching her was damn close to touching Tris, so he gave her one last rub and reached for her breast instead.
“Yes, yes, yes.” She was chanting now, nearly mindless.
A sharp twist of her nipples and she fell forward against Tris’s chest. She was coming hard, her body trembling without cease. Fuck, the way she was crying out, practically begging for Tris’s dick—
Good goddamn.
Randy would never forget the way she cried out while she came for as long as he lived. Those sounds would probably chase him into the afterlife.
“Fuck, me too. Coming so damn hard.” Tris palmed the back of her head, holding her against his shoulder as he thrust upward and impaled her one last time.
Somehow he swallowed his shout, his frantic gaze connecting with Randy’s for a second before he closed his eyes.
“Oh my God,” Juliet whispered a few moments later. “That was—so much. So much.”
Sucking in a breath, Randy turned away and stared hard at the rippling water in the pool. He wasn’t certain he could walk with the hard-on he was sporting, but he knew he needed to before he embarrassed himself. “Let’s go upstairs.”
“That’s a… Christ. Hang on a second.” Tris dropped his head back, gathering himself. “You’re going to have to climb off me, sweetness, because I can’t move.”
Laughing softly, she started to clamber off him. “Ow. Ouch. Okay, that’s new.”
She’d only swung one leg down when Randy shook off his stupor. He pulled her off Tris’s lap, then pulled her panties out of his pocket. Instead of handing them over, he helped her step into them and drew them up her legs. She was still shaking, and leaned against him with a watery laugh.
“Thank God you’re here.” She glanced up at him with shining eyes as he dragged her tank back down, and his fingers fumbled right along with his brain.
All she had to do was look at him, just look, and he was toast. Buttered and burnt.
He wrapped his arm around her waist to steady her, cuddling her against his side, and cocked a brow at Tris. His friend still hadn’t moved. “Want me to hold you up too?”
“Asshole.” Tris removed the condom and tied it off, then tucked it in his pocket before doing a quick clean up and nudging himself back into his jeans. “We’ll see how you’re walking in half an hour.”
“Ambitious,” Juliet muttered. “Think my girl parts need a bit longer to stitch themselves back together.”
Tris joined them and together, they shambled their way up the winding path that led to the house. Randy was stumbling almost as much as they were.
Amazing what sexual deprivation did to a man.
They made it into Juliet’s room without running into anyone important, and even managed to stop off and grab her purloined champagne and whipped cream from the fridge. Randy didn’t question her intended usage. He couldn’t. Just the mere idea of her pouring anything on him made his shaft rear against his zipper.
