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Torn between checking on his friend and looking after his girl, Levi stood there hesitating. His decision was made for him when Katy sat up and reached out for him, tugging him onto the bed.
“Levi,” she breathed before she kissed him. Her lips soft against his, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips had him moaning. “Stay with me.”
She needed him, and he’d never leave her hanging. Levi tugged the straps of Katy’s top down, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze. “Need you, Katy. Need to taste you now.” He bent and captured her tight nipple in his mouth, tugging on the tender flesh with his teeth, making her cry out.
“Oh fuck, babe, yes,” she hissed. “Please.” Her begging sent a shiver through him. Levi moaned and ripped open the button fly of his jeans, palming his cock before tugging down her jeans. Burying his face in her pussy, he licked and nipped her sensitive skin. Her spicy-sweetness met his tongue, and he lapped it up, never getting enough of her taste. Levi lanced two fingers into her pussy and curled them, massaging Katy’s G spot while he worked her clit between his lips. Over and over he thrust into her, working her up until she shuddered and went rigid, moaning her release as her inner muscles clenched around his digits. Levi knew exactly what it was like to have those muscles tensing around his shaft, pulling him into orgasm too. He couldn’t wait anymore, couldn’t stand the gap—although minimal—between their bodies. He crawled up and held himself over her, kissing her hard, their tongues tangling together as he ground against her.
Using her toes to push down his unbuttoned jeans, she ground out, “Fuck me, Lee. Hard and fast.”
He loved her reactions, was addicted to the little sighs she made when he was hitting just the right spot, got off on seeing her eyes roll back into her head as he slid into her wet heat. Thrusting slowly, he prolonged his entry, teasing and tempting her with glimpses of what she’d asked for until he was eventually buried to the hilt. When Levi’s balls were pressed up against her tight little arse, her legs wrapped tight around his hips, he withdrew and slammed back in, taking her in exactly the way she’d begged him. Kissing her, nipping her bottom lip, then soothing it with licks of his tongue as their lips melded together, Levi took her to the edge again, riding a fine line to hold off his own orgasm. The unstoppable tingle at the bottom of his spine had started. Levi clutched the sheets in an iron-fisted grip, desperately trying to hold off until Katy came again. Flutters in her pussy, quivers that quickly morphed into tight squeezes of her muscles around his cock, and her silent scream had Levi tumbling after her, coming so hard he saw stars behind his closed eyelids.
Connor
Connor lay on the living room couch drinking his first coffee of the morning when the message from the pub owner came in. He had to read it a few times before he believed it—he’d gotten the gig. Four nights a week, three different locations. He’d be making more than enough to support himself, even if he was renting a place on his own. He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. That was until the unmistakeable jingle of Katy’s alarm on her phone sounded, followed shortly afterwards by Levi’s phone ringing. He glanced at where they sat on the kitchen bench and winced. He didn’t want to wake them up, especially with the killer hangover they’d probably both have.
He scrubbed a hand over his face and sighed. At least they’d had a few more hours sleep than him. After the ruckus the two of them made the night before, he guessed they’d passed out. But Connor had no hope of sleeping. Listening to the gasps and moans coming from the bedroom next door had him fisting the sheets to physically keep him connected to the bed; otherwise, he’d have been through their door in a shot, rolling around naked with them. Finally unable to resist it anymore, he’d given into temptation to relieve the iron rod tenting his boxer shorts. But jacking off hadn’t taken the edge off. Instead, having his hand on his cock while letting his mind conjure up pictures to match Levi and Katy’s gasps and moans had Connor imagining exactly what it would be like to be between them. He tugged on the piercing at the base of his balls before letting his fingers drift lower to rub his hole, while he worked the other lubed up hand over his aching dick.
His inevitable orgasm had barrelled towards him in record time when he’d lifted his legs and pressed a finger inside the tight pucker of his arse. He’d never had a cock up there—not a real one anyway. Connor’s last hookup had begged him to try it. He’d always been curious, had heard about the magic bundle of nerves that could shoot a man into orbit. She’d found it, and he’d come so hard, he’d passed out. The memory of the fullness, the stretch and burn were almost enough. He’d breached himself with two of his fingers, pumping in and out while he’d gripped his dick. The overload of sensations pushed him past the edge, the tingle at the base of his spine gathering momentum quickly and spreading outward until Connor shot his load. Breathing hard, his fingers still stretching his ass, the cum cooling on his chest and chin, Connor had let his eyes drift closed. God, he’d wished, wished so hard, but it was absolutely pointless. And didn’t that knowledge suck.
On the fourth ring of Levi’s phone, he gave in, answering it. “G’day, Levi’s phone. Connor speaking.”
“Hey, Connor, I’m DJ. I work with Levi. Is he there?”
“He’s, ah… in the bathroom.” Connor winced. He hoped that was the right answer to give DJ, rather than he’s already left.
“He’s supposed to be coming in this morning to train with the Titans, but the director is having a fit because he’s not here yet. Can you get him to call me urgently? I need to know when he’ll be arriving so I can fend him off.”
“No worries. I’ll give him the hurry up and get him to call.”Fuck. He disabled the alarm on Katy’s phone while he was in the kitchen, and scratched the two-day old growth on his face, grimacing at the thought of their hangovers.I need a plan.When he remembered Katy’s fix for a headache—Lush—he grinned. She loved the place, would come home with bags full of bath bombs and soaps. He ran the water, dropping in one of her favourite bombs before pouring another couple of mugs of coffee, setting one on the tray straddling the bath and taking the other with him.
Connor knocked on the door and opened it a crack. All he could hear was deep breathing. He tiptoed into the room and, without looking at them, set the coffee down next to Levi.How the hell do I wake them without looking at them? Man up, Connor.He stole a glance and stopped in his tracks. Both were completely naked, the sheet discarded at the bottom of the bed. Levi lay on his back, his legs spread open while Katy was wrapped around him.Fuck me. Perfect—that was the only way to describe them. Levi didn’t have an ounce of fat on him—which Connor already knew—but he’d underestimated the beauty of the other man’s physique. Levi could have been one of the models in those Greek statues, and the morning wood he sported was nothing short of impressive. Connor licked his lips, wishing he could get his hands, his mouth, on the other man.
Connor’s gaze moved to Katy, and he took in her curves, the swell of her breast pressed against Levi’s chest, the flare of her hips and the contour of her arse. Right down to her cute purple sparkly-painted toes, she was perfect. He wanted her with a fierceness that hadn’t dampened during the years they’d been apart. Connor knew he was staring, but he couldn’t help it. Hell, he couldn’t do anything else.
“Gorgeous, isn’t he?” Katy rasped in a sexy morning voice. Connor nodded before he even knew what he was doing. There was no use trying to hide the tenting of his loose track pants from her, so he pushed on.
“How ya feelin’, Cupcake?”
“Like shit. My head’s gonna explode.”
“Your alarm was going off. Something about Australian Bride flashed up.”
“Fuck.” Katy closed her eyes and groaned.
“I’ve run a bath, and there’s coffee in the bathroom already.”
“You’re a lifesaver, thank you.” Holding her head as she sat up, Katy moved to the edge of the bed. He looked away, giving her a little privacy, but his eyes were drawn to the man before him. The little voice in his head—the one chanting “you don’t like dudes”—was getting drowned out by the reality of his body’s almost visceral reaction to both Katy and Levi. Pushing it aside, he shook his head.
“Lee, mate, you’ve gotta get up. You’ve gotta go to work.” He didn’t budge, didn’t even flinch when Connor called out to him. He reached down to shake him awake, but the other man’s warm skin under his palm, firm muscles relaxed against his touch, had Connor sliding his hand down his chest. Touching him in a way he’d never been able to do before, Connor yearned for the chance to show him—both of them, really—what was in his heart. He ran his fingertips over the sprinkling of chest hair to his abs, feeling the ridges of his six-pack as he moved. He shook Levi and repeated himself, his voice an almost unrecognizable rasp. Lee stirred and moaned, covering his eyes with his arm. Connor watched every muscle in his upper body shift as Levi moved, and Connor’s gut clenched with want.
“Why do I feel like shit?”
“Hangover, man, and you need to go to work. DJ called, said something about training with the Titans.”
“You’re shitting me. That’s today?”
“Sorry, mate, you’ve gotta get there now.” Connor picked up the mug and held it out to his friend. “Here, I brought coffee.”
“Ta.” Levi sat up and clutched his head. “I feel like crap. And why’s the room spinning?” He moaned. “I’m gonna puke.”
