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I’m soaking wet, but even so, he’s huge, and even after all this time, it still kind of takes a moment to adjust to the sensation. “You ok?” he whispers, his words punctuated by a little groan as Trent’s hips buck a little and he drives deeper into Mason’s ass.
I nod, the sensation brought on by Trent’s movement making me crave more. “Fuck me,” I whisper, hoping I sound more seductive than bossy.
His eyes go wide and he sucks in a sharp breath. “Yes, ma’am. I live to serve,” he laughs, and he starts to move.
It’s better than anything I ever dreamed possible. I knew that by coming back to Lacqua Bend, I was coming home, but I never could have imagined things turning into this. I don’t think I could have conjured this scenario in my dirtiest dream.
I love Mason. I love Trent. And while they’re still figuring it out, the two of them love each other. They’ve been my best friends, my family, my home. I realize now that more than anything else, it was the two of them calling me back here. To be with them, where I belong.
I’ve found my place, and it’s between the two people I love more than anything. And maybe things are moving along fast, but this has been a long time coming.
We’ve waited ten years for this, and if things are going to fall into place this easily, so be it. Why shouldn’t we let ourselves get swept up in the raging river we’ve spent so long fighting to dam?
I, for one, am ready to see where the current carries me.
Trent groans sharply. “Fuck, I think I’m gonna cum,” he hisses.
“Me, too,” Mason chokes out, his face contorted with rapture.
“Don’t stop,” I urge them both, “Cum for me, both of you, give it to me.”
I buck my hips upward, and the added motion makes Mason let out a shout. He grabs me suddenly and kisses me, hard, and I can hear his ragged moans and feel the heat as he loses himself and pours his load into the condom between us.
To my surprise, however, a climax of my own strikes like lightning and I shatter beneath him again. I’m not sure whose cries of pleasure I’m hearing, mine, Mason’s, or Trent’s, but regardless, all three of us are clearly spiraling in that deliciously dark abyss of pure carnal satisfaction.
“Holy fuck,” Mason breathes after a long pause in which the three of us all struggle to catch our breath.
Trent pulls me close and kisses the top of my head. “So, darling,” he asks me, “What do you think? How’s the new bed?”
Oh, right. We have a new bed. Honestly, with my mind still in La-La-Land, I’d completely forgotten.
I force my eyes open and look at it. It’s larger than I was expecting. “This is a King?”
“It’s called a Texas King,” Trent explains, “Same length, but way wider.”
“He wanted to get the Alaskan King, but that thing would have taken up this whole room,” Mason adds.
To be honest, I would have squeezed in with the pair of them in a Twin mattress if that’s what it took. But having a little room to stretch wouldn’t be a bad thing.
“So?” Trent repeats, “How is it?”
“As long as my two best friends are in it,” I tell him, planting a kiss first on his lips, then leaning over to do the same to Mason, “It’s perfect.”
THE END
