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Rian’s eyes narrow, looking between the two of us. “Something going on over there?” he asks with suspicion lacing his voice.
Thiago’s top lip tips up in a cocky as fuck smirk. “Just making our girl choke.” His response elicits even more coughing.
When I finally gain my composure and wipe away the tears leaking from my eyes, I smack Thiago’s hand away. “T, we have a no sex at the table rule for a reason. Remember what happened the last time?”
“Yeah,youbroke the table. Plus, we never said anything about under the table,” he jokes.
“I broke the table? I think you may have amnesia. Rian’s the one who broke it when he thought it would be funny to go all WWE on me during sex. He literally KO’ed the table,” I say with disbelief. All three guys let out a belly laugh at the thought of that day. Rian has always been the clown of the group; I love that about him. I just hate the thought of him being that way to cover up his pain. He jokes within our close group, but he’s crude to just about everyone else, especially anyone who could come between us all. I hope my love for him is enough to bring out some of his natural goofiness, not the kind hiding his hurt.
Zep stands from his chair, holding his plate. His movement makes me realize that I’ve been staring at Rian this whole time. “Go relax, gorgeous. We’ve got the dishes,” Zep says, gathering up the rest of the plates.
I head toward the living room. “I’m going to watch some TV if you guys want to join me.” In a matter of seconds, Thiago and Rian are by my side.
“As you wish,” Rian says, as he wraps his arm around my waist.
“Oooh, can we watch The Princess Bride?” Thiago begs with big brown puppy dog eyes. Rian and I let out a frustrated sigh at the same time.
“Come on man. We’ve seen that movie a million times,” Rian gets out before I can answer.
“You’re exaggerating. It’s the best movie ever and you secretly know it,” Thiago replies.
“Are you two bastards really leaving me to clean up by myself?” Zep calls from the kitchen. My other two men, assholes that they are, just ignore him. A faint “fucking dicks,” comes from the kitchen.
“You’re going to regret that,” I let out in a sing-songy voice.
“He won’t do shit,” Thiago plops down on the couch. I wasn’t talking about Zep, but I’ll let them keep thinking that as I lay down with my head in Thiago’s lap. They’ll figure it out later.
Rian lifts my legs enough to get comfortable underneath them. Thiago grabs the remote from the side table, turning on the TV and flipping through channels until he lands on one.Ooh the Food Network, my favorite!He plays with my hair while we watch these wannabe chefs try to beat Bobby Flay. They rarely ever do.
Rian rubs my legs, gradually getting higher up my thigh. Just that simple act has my pussy clenching in anticipation. I let out a small moan as Rian turns his attention towards me. “Getting worked up, baby girl?” he says quietly, while letting his finger slip under my shorts, rubbing over the top of my black lace panties and hitting my sensitive spot.
A gasp escapes me when Thiago snakes his hand under my tank top and over the curve of my breast. “Fuck,” I let out as my breaths get quicker.
Rian’s finger slips under my panties, rubbing down my slit. “T, our girl is already so wet and ready for us.” He grins as the spark of hitting my clit causes my hips to buck off the couch.
I’m so caught up in the way that Rian is touching me that until right this second, I hadn’t noticed Thiago’s cock was as hard as steel under my head. My attention turns to the bulge in his shorts. I can feel myself getting wetter at the thought of having both guys right now on the couch. Slickness begins to coat the inside of my thighs as I rub them together with the motion of Rian’s hand.
Moving my head to the side, I reach behind it and slide my hand under the waistband of Thiago’s shorts. My hand wraps around his hard cock.Fuck, how are all three of these men so blessed? I guess since they’re blessed, that means I’m also blessed.
“Baby,” he purrs as I begin to move my hand up and down his velvety length. Thiago lifts himself off the couch so he can pull his shorts down. Now that I have better access to his dick, I turn my head, licking it from the middle to the tip. Rian pushes two fingers into me, pleasure radiating from my body as he slowly pumps them in and out. I suck Thiago’s cock into my mouth while I ride out the feeling of Rian’s fingers inside me.
I’m drawn back to reality when Rian says, “I told you that I’d have my way with you, baby girl.” When I look up, Rian’s naked and lining up his hard cock with my entrance.What the hell? When did he get undressed? When did I lose my shorts? Was I that deep in a haze of pleasure?
Even though it pains me, I quickly close my legs, denying him access. “Nope, you were both assholes to Zep, so Zep gets me first if he wants.”
Rian’s jaw goes slack. “Are you kidding me, Lya? Zep gets your pussy first because he did the fucking dishes?” he growls. I grin up at him and shake my head at his pouting. Rian lets out a sigh. “Fuck you, Zep.”
“What about Zep?” Zep's deep voice asks as he walks into the living room, catching us in our compromising position on the couch. “Oh shit”—he slows his stride—“I don’t know why you’re talking about me, but if it has anything to do with what I just walked in on, then I’m in.”
“Get the fuck over here and fuck our girl so that I can feel that tight pussy wrapped around my cock too,” Rian huffs as he gets up from his spot on the couch.
“Is that jealousy I hear?” Thiago says at the same time Zep says, “Don’t be such a baby. You got that sweet pussy this morning.” Rian growls something back that I can’t decipher.
My eyes meet Zep’s predatory, hungry gaze. That look makes my heart feel like it’s going to beat out of my chest. He slowly lifts his arm and bends it around the back of his head. He grabs his tank top and does that sexy one-handed move that I never believed was actually real until meeting him, tossing the tank aside. I now have the perfect sight of those captivating tattoos covering his arms and torso. I watch as he slowly pulls his sweatpants down his body. When they are low enough, his thick, veiny cock springs out.
My mouth goes dry at the sight. “Zep, I need you inside me now,” I moan.
“You can have anything you want, gorgeous,” he groans, as he positions himself between my legs. I can feel his hard length rubbing against my folds. I pause, anticipating the feel of him. All three guys have huge dicks, but Zep by far has the thickest.
