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Emerson slid a glance at Lily and said nothing.
“Or if the problem is just that you don’t find me attractive, then go ahead and say it. I promise I won’t cry.” I grinned. “Doesn’t mean I’ll give up trying to change your mind, though.”
“He finds you attractive. He’s just freaked by what it means.” Lily slid between us and coasted her hands up his sweaty chest, making him shudder. She leaned up to whisper in his ear, and he shut his eyes and fisted his hand in the back of her shirt. Then lightly, he nudged her aside.
Before I could react, he’d moved forward and slanted his mouth over mine. His hands slipped into my hair, and his body pressed so close that I could feel the tremble of his belly muscles and the full outline of his dick. I could feel every-damn-thing.
He slid his hands down my back and into the pockets of my pants, hauling me against him so roughly that our teeth collided. And I didn’t give a shit. It was raw and dirty and hard and I couldn’t get enough of his tongue lashing against mine. He’d never been anything but stony in my direction, and it seemed like he’d fuck the same way.
I couldn’t wait.
Somehow we stumbled our way into the shower, losing my clothes as we went. I expected Lily would want to play lookout, to make sure no one interrupted us. Instead, she shed her clothes too, stripping down all the way and slipping into the tiny stall beside us. Then she was between us, and my mouth was on her neck and my hand between her thighs while Emerson lapped hungrily at the water streaming off her tits. We were making so much noise, not bothering to stifle anything. Hands wandering, lips everywhere, bodies rubbing together like none of us could get enough friction.
Lily eased behind me and pressed her breasts to my back as she trailed her nails down my sides. I knew what she wanted. What he wanted, burning so darkly in his eyes. Hell, I wanted it too.
I’d already had some of Emerson’s taste inside me. Now I craved the rest.
Going to my knees for him felt completely natural. Like I’d been holding my breath all this time, just waiting for the chance. I tossed back my wet hair, blinked away the moisture that kept right on coming, and set about my task. I gripped his length and lapped at the head, pleased at the steady drops that spattered across my tongue. Closing my fingers more tightly earned me a groan and more of that salty-sweet flavor, so I used all my strength on his shaft and drew him into my mouth.
My heartbeat thundered in my ears, nearly blocking out his moans and the roar of the water. Nearly but not quite. Lily knelt beside me and tucked her hand between my legs, stroking me in time with my rhythmic sucks. I didn’t think about technique or about impressing him with my skill. All I thought about was giving him pleasure. Showing him that even through the months of griping and poking at each other, I’d been aware of him. More than aware.
Hate and love might be on opposite sides of a line most of the time. Right now, I was fucking straddling it with his dick in my mouth. And I adored every second.
Lily rode her hand up and down my shaft
, building the intensity so that I could deliver it straight to Emerson. I took as much of him between my lips as I could, swallowing the head just for the express purpose of watching him tip his head back. The water sluiced down his throat and over his chest, slipping down to gather in the dark thatch of hair at the base of his erection. I lapped at the water too, savoring the taste of his skin, his arousal, and the liquid mixed together.
I was so busy tasting that the feel of Lily’s hot, wet mouth closing over the tip of my dick startled me, and I started to laugh and choke around Emerson’s length. He groaned and I somehow got it together, losing myself both in his strokes between my lips and Lily’s focused suction below.
She didn’t let up on me for a second, but I wasn’t going out that way. I clamped my hand around Emerson and eased back to speak against the dark red tip while our gazes collided. Water blinded me, but I fought to keep the connection. I knew he’d hear me, even over the spray.
“You’ve got three more sucks to come in my mouth or else I’m leaving you neglected while I fuck the hell out of Lily.” With my free hand, I gripped a fistful of her hair, pushing her down more forcefully into my lap. Part of me wondered if I was going too far. A little hair tugging was one thing, but I was basically pushing her to take more of me.
She never balked. There was no resistance. She simply obliged, making a choked sound before her throat opened up around me and she drew me down. Not like she was deep-throating me. I was pretty sure she was still new at this, and I was big enough that it would probably never happen. But she worked to accept as much of me as she could, and shit, her mouth felt good.
I pumped Emerson’s cock while I sealed my lips around the head, working him hard. The three sucks had been an arbitrary number, but damn if I didn’t feel the first spurt on my tongue on the second. He drove his fingers into my hair, holding me rigidly in place. His thrusts slowed, his body tensed, and then Christ, he was flooding my mouth. I swallowed and swallowed, trying not to lose a drop. His yanks on my hair reverberated into my balls, and I shifted forward on my knees, knowing I’d be painting Lily’s throat in seconds if she didn’t stop.
“Fucking hell,” Emerson muttered, finally releasing me and slumping back against the tile. His big hands clenched and relaxed at his sides.
“Up you go.” Lightly, I dragged Lily off my cock and we both clumsily got to our feet. The water was turning cold, and now it stung my skin like little darts. That didn’t stop me from pushing her against the tile wall and kicking her legs apart. “You on the Pill?” I asked her, prepared to stop things right now if she wasn’t. Taking chances was one thing, stupid risks quite another.
She nodded and glanced at me over her shoulder, her mouth puffy and red and her lashes starred with water. “Yes. Do it. Please.”
“We’ll both do it.” I glanced at Emerson’s thoroughly spent shaft and chuckled. “Okay, maybe he’ll just act as ballast.” My lips twitched. “On your knees, fighter.”
He turned her toward him, facing us away from the direct line of the spray, and did as I asked. And immediately went to town on her pussy, ripping a cry from her throat.
I bent my knees and lined myself up between her slick thighs, teasing her swollen flesh with the head of my cock. “I’m clean,” I told her, and she nodded, not even questioning it.
“Me too. Just do it.”
Her easy trust baffled and amazed me, and I had only one way of showing my appreciation for it. I banded my arm between her breasts and lifted her onto her toes before driving into her and causing a cry of my own.
Emerson never stopped licking. His mouth was everywhere, sliding over both of us as I fought to maintain my hold in the water. She was so slippery and excited that she was like an eel in my arms. Every time I drew back and thrust in again, she tried to squirm away but there was nowhere to go except toward Emerson’s eager tongue.
“Too much, too much,” she gasped, and that only made me slam into her harder.
Within just a few moments, she began to shake, her walls contracting around me. Between her rhythmic pulses around my length and Emerson’s ceaseless attention, I was a goner. She hadn’t finished spasming when I bit down on her shoulder to smother my shout of completion, barely pulling out in time to splatter her perfect ass and the stall floor.
