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That’s what Wyatt’s dirty talk promises. Take us both. The picture that conjures lights me up inside, makes me burn.
But it’s the quiet that follows that pushes me over the edge. The groan, and then nothing, because his mouth is very busy, so it’s just the sounds of sex that swirl around me and sink into my skin. Wet and quiet and irreverent at the same time. Unholy and perfect.
And in my ear, Heath’s ragged breathing as he watches me writhe on Wyatt’s face. I start panting as my climax approaches, and Heath squeezes my breasts harder, holding me firm, giving me something to push against as Wyatt licks another path up to my clit and then latches on.
I shoot into the atmosphere like a lone, overpowered firework. Higher than anything else, shockingly bright. A star, burst into a million pieces.
When all those pieces of me come tumbling back down to earth, I find myself sagging back against Heath, my thighs wrapped around Wyatt’s head.
“Did I almost strangle you?” I ask, out of breath.
He grins at me. “Would have been worth it if you did.” He licks his lips. “Wanted this for so long, Emily. Your pussy on my face. Your slick taste on my tongue. Wanted it forever and still didn’t know it would be this good.”
“You say the nicest things.” I reach for him, but I’m too weak. Turning into a magical, sky-high firework is exhausting.
Heath sweeps his hand down my belly, making me shudder again at the grazing touch. “Mark her. Come on her.”
Wyatt shoves his shorts down, his fist a blur, and then he’s groaning so low and deep I feel it in my chest. Warm, thick lines paint my skin. I gasp at the shock of it. Heath said it, but I didn’t know…
That really just happened.
A man knelt between my thighs and jerked off furiously, painting me with his come.
We’re both panting hard now, staring at the mess he just made.
“Get a washcloth,” Heath murmurs to Wyatt. An instruction.
The other man crawls off the bed and disappears, and Heath wraps his arms around me. “Good girl,” he whispers. “You’re so beautiful when you come. I knew you would be.”
I can feel how hard he is behind me, but my head is spinning, and then Wyatt is back before I can ask Heath if he wants a release too.
I yawn as Wyatt cleans me up. Heath dresses me, extracting himself from behind me, saying it’s bedtime for me, and I protest.
He bends over and kisses me, his mouth both demanding and soft at the same time. Like he wants so much more but knows we have time for that tomorrow. Everything he said already. I clutch at him, not wanting the kiss to end.
But then, when he stands up, another yawn takes over my entire body.
Heath doesn’t take no for an answer this time. “Bed. Sleep. Think. And tomorrow, if you still want this, then we are all yours.”
