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“I— I’m sorry,” I stammered. “I just can’t stop kissing you…”
She glanced up at me dreamily before kissing me some more. “Then don’t,” she smiled.
My heart melted. Anywhere she touched me, every last nerve ending flared instantly to life.
“I know, but—”
“Aiden…” she whispered, reaching out to shush me with one finger. Her eyes found mine, and she batted those long, beautiful lashes before grinning. “It’s okay.”
Her mouth opened, and her tongue swirled against mine. She had both hands on my face, now. And she was rocking gently, forward and back…
Because down below, Connor had already started sawing in and out of her.
I watched, transfixed, as my friend slowly screwed this gorgeous woman I was holding in my own two arms. The act itself wasn’t just hot, it was also beautiful. We were accomplishing something. Creating something…
Even more it thrilled me, knowing that I was going next.
Jordyn’s eyes were half-lidded with pleasure, her body surging with heat. I kissed her neck, working my way down her smooth, unblemished shoulder. I started nibbling her. Biting on her. I dragged my tongue downward along the sensitive flesh there, until I was once again locked over a warm breast, my tongue tracing wet circles around her beautifully symmetrical areola.
“MMMmmmMMMmmm…”
She clenched me harder, as Connor started rocking her world. He had her thighs over his shoulders now, legs wrapped in each of his two big Irish hands. And he was pumping her hard, too. Really drilling her deep, as her body squirmed against him. Jordyn’s moans had gotten louder and more desperate, her hands screwing into tight fists in the back of my hair.
Slowly I kissed my way back up, until I was once again closing my mouth over hers. Our kisses were faster now, in tune with the rest of it. Like the three of us were finally in synch, moving as one, as her hands slowly released the back of my head and cradled my face.
“You now,” she whispered, against my lips. “I wantyouinside me.”
I looked up at Connor, and he nodded. Silently we switched places, leaving her in position on the ottoman. Rotating around her counterclockwise, I admired her fire-kissed body from every wonderful angle.
Before I could reach for those wonderful legs Jordyn rolled over, onto her stomach. Placing her face sideways against the warm leather surface, she thrust her ass high in the air and waved it my way.
“Come in me likethis,” she said, her mouth curling into a smile. “If you really want a boy.”
A ball of instant and intense arousal knotted my throat. “Seriously?” I breathed.
“Seriously,” she nodded. “Deeper penetration favors the faster-moving, male swimmers.”
I laid my hands gently on the curve of her warm ass, wondering how I’d last more than a minute inside her. She was a million degrees on theoutside. I could only imagine the rest.
“What if we want a girl?” asked Connor, already sifting his hands through her hair.
“Then you let me ride you,” Jordyn answered, her voice a throaty whisper. “And you come in me that way, with me on top.”
I squeezed her hips as I plunged inside, wincing against the overwhelming ecstasy ofburyingmyself in her swollen folds. Jordyn began bucking her ass back to meet my thrusts. Rolling her hips against me, as she gripped Connor by the base and guided him straight to her waiting mouth.
This is pure fucking heaven.
The thought was absurd, but it also wasn’t. It was indeed perfect, every single part of this, from the rain just beyond the windows, to the fire crackling within. And then there was Jordyn, our beautiful shared lover. Spread out happily and writhing before us. Bouncing between our bodies as we slowly made love to her…
I was savoring the feel of her when it happened: a change in the air, in the room around us. I looked up and they looked over and we all saw him at once:
Elliot!
Apparently he’d entered the house while we weren’t paying attention. Now he was standing in the kitchen doorway, shrugging his way out of his rain-soaked jacket. His eyes were fixed on the three of us, though. Mostly on Connor and myself, connected perfectly through the warm body of the woman we were sharing in front of the fireplace.
For a long moment, no one spoke. And then:
“So we’re definitely doing this?” Elliot asked, as casually as he might be asking tomorrow’s weather. He pulled off his gloves.
