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To distract myself from the ache, I swirl my tongue around Sawyer’s velvety head. He gathers my hair in his hand to help keep it out of my face—and to give himself a better view, I’m willing to bet.
Colton draws back and then drives forward, each stroke a little harder and faster than the last. I take Sawyer’s cock in my mouth and start to bob my head, establishing a rhythm in time with Colton’s thrusts.
We move together, the three of us, like we were made for this. Colton fucking me. Me fucking him. Sawyer petting my hair as I attempt to deep-throat him. I gag a little, sending saliva dripping down his shaft. I move my hand up and down as I go, turning my fist into an extension of my mouth.
“Oh, fuck, little sister,” Sawyer grunts. “That feels fucking good.”
Sawyer’s cock throbs. He’s watching me intently, like he doesn’t want to miss a second of the show. Colton’s grip is firm on my hips, his pace sure and steady. Every time his hips slap mine, I feel a dull pressure deep inside me, like he’s trying to hammer his way into my core.
“I’m coming,” Sawyer says. “Shit...”
I don’t stop sucking. Not even when he shoots a fat load of cum into the back of my throat. I swallow the salty fluid, then let him slip from my mouth.
Resting my head on Sawyer’s thigh, I focus my attention on the pounding Colton’s giving my pussy. I reach between my legs to stroke my clit. It doesn’t take long to entice myself back toward the edge.
As my muscles tighten, Colton’s thrusts become more erratic. He’s close. He pushes into me hard and deep, biting out the wordfuckas his cock throbs. Heat fills me up and warms me all over. It’s everything I wanted, made even better by the taste of Sawyer on my tongue.
A comfortable silence settles over us as we come down from our collective high. Colton pulls out of me. The mattress shifts as he drops onto it, looking like a soldier returned from battle, sheened in sweat and victorious. Veins bulging over hard muscle. I touch his face. He kisses my hand with a gracious half-smile. He’s asleep within seconds, and Sawyer looks like he’s not far behind.
I scoot up the bed as Sawyer inches down, until we’re face to face. He cradles my jaw and kisses me. I wonder if he can taste himself on my mouth.
“I'm glad I agreed to come out here,” I whisper.
“So am I,” he says.
“Is this what you had in mind when you invited me?"
He glances at his dad's sleeping form. “I can say with complete confidence that I never could've imagined this. Not in a million years.”
I chuckle. “I’m sorry. I know it's weird.”
“Hey,” he says, denting my bottom lip with his thumb. "My dad and I don't get along most of the time, but for some reason we can when it comes to you. We came into this with our eyes open. Don’t be sorry. For any of it."
I nod, touched by his desire to reassure me. He trails a path of kisses down my neck and chest. I bite my lips together, trying to stay quiet for Colton while Sawyer makes it his mission to taste every inch of my breasts.
Being shared by them shouldn’t feel so right. But it does. It feels...perfect. And now that I know how it feels to be with both Sawyer and Colton, I’m not sure how I’ll ever go back to dating one man, let aloneanyman who isn’t one of them.
Does that make me a slut? My father would say it does. But Sawyer doesn’t seem to think so. He says I have nothing to be sorry for, that he’s happy to have me here, even though I’m asking him to step about a thousand miles outside his comfort zone.
I run my fingers through his hair.
"I really like you, Sawyer."
"I like you, too, Noelle." He French kisses my nipple, and a spark of arousal ignites between my legs.
"You're so lucky you have this place,” I tell him. “I wish I didn't have to go back to school. I wish I could stay here with you and Colton—"
He claims my mouth completely, moving his lower half between my legs. His cock is hard again. I don't know why, but it feels like he's trying to distract me from my own thoughts.
"We have to be quiet, little sister," he whispers against my lips.
Excitement bubbles like soda water in my belly. I lean into the feeling, imagining that we’re really just a couple of kids hooking up in secret.
Lonely kids whose parents never paid enough attention, seeking and finding that affection in each other.
Of course, Colton wouldn’t be outraged if he woke up and caught us fucking. He’d either tell us to keep it down or join in.
Sawyer slides his cock into me. I gasp around his tongue. He fucks me slowly—torturously so—teasing me until I can hardly remember what I wanted to say to him. I’ll just have to remember to say it tomorrow.
