AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Is this a good or a bad time to tell you we decided not to go through with the divorce?” I didn’t want to ruin the moment, but since we were implying long-term here, and I wanted exactly that, someone should bring it up.
Ramsey kissed along the shell of my ear. “I told you,” somehow he made a whisper sound like a command, “I’ll only share with you. With him. But you’re both mine.”
As he saidminehe bit my neck. I’d be covered in marks soon, and the idea made desire throb between my thighs. “I love you too. Intensely. Completely. From now until forever.”
“I want something from you,” Ramsey growled against my skin.
“Anything.”
“I want you on the couch, naked, fingering your pussy while I suck my boyfriend’s cock.”
I smiled through my flush. “You’re such a charmer.”
He tangled his fingers in my hair and tugged. “Damn right I am.” He crushed his mouth to mine, stealing my breath. Pouring intensity and desire into the connection that flowed between us. “Naked and playing with yourself.Now.”
Ramsey let me go and I stepped away. I felt a bit silly taking off my clothes like this. Was I supposed to do something sensual? Dance? Just tearing them off all random-like didn’t feel right.
I was deliberate about stripping my sweater over my head. When the knit material cleared my eyes, and I saw two gazes focused on me, confidence surged inside. I shimmied out of my slacks. Made a little show of taking off my bra and pushing my panties to the ground, and settled on the couch.
Hunter and Ramsey were still staring at me.
“Well?” I asked.
Ramsey shrugged. “Well?”
“You’re supposed to be the show,” I said.
He grinned. “Fair point.” He turned back to Hunter and crushed their mouths together in a drawn-out, groan-inducing kiss.
I felt the ghost of fingers and lips gliding over me each time they moved against each other, and it clenched around me with desire.
Ramsey unbuckled Hunter’s belt with a practiced flick of the wrist, and whipped it free from its loops with a sharpcrackthat sent shivers through me. Then they were kissing again. Bodies molded to each other. Mouths hungrily devouring each other’s grunts. Ramsey gripping Hunter’s erection through his pants.
The heat and intensity that flowed between them sparked over me. I was a part of that connection, and that was as enticing as every grope and touch.
I glided my hands over my torso, touching lightly enough to tantalize over my breast, my stomach, and my inner thighs. I wanted that feeling of skin on skin, but I wanted to draw out this moment of voyeurism.
Ramsey undid Hunter’s trousers and lowered himself to his knees as he freed Hunter.
Hunter’s groan, when Ramsey took him in his mouth, drew a similar sound from me.
Why did I have to get naked to watch the show? Did I care? Not really, given how incredible the watching was. Hunter half-closed his eyes and leaned his head back as Ramsey bobbed his head. Sucking. Licking. Stroking Hunter’s balls.
I spread my legs and slipped my fingers to tease my opening and draw out the slickness. I spread my juices up and down, gliding along my pussy as Hunter’s groans grew more stuttered. Less controlled.
I dipped my fingers inside me, and reached for my clit with my other hand. I pumped and stroked faster in time with the bob of Ramsey’s head. I saw the tension coiling through Hunter. He was close, and I wanted to see his pleasure when he came.
Hunter’s face screwed up, and his grunts were stuttered. He was fucking Ramsey’s face harder and harder, until he paused. Shuddered. Sagged.
I let myself come, with Hunter’s pleased posture burned in my mind. I closed my eyes and my head fell back as pleasure and climax wrapped around me. My orgasm tapered off, and I struggled to find my breath.
Hunter’s mouth closed over mine, startling me. He was still panting too, teasing my lips as we gave each other life.
He broke away, and as Ramsey grabbed my wrist, I let my eyelids flicker open. Ramsey held my gaze as he sucked my fingers clean, each lick sending a shudder of delight through me.
When Ramsey finished, he moved my hand to his waist. “Take out my cock and stroke it.”
His command and confidence stoked my need. I scooted to the edge of the cushion and did as ordered, freeing him. Wrapping my hand around his shaft. Holding his gaze as I stroked lightly. I teased my thumb over the head and smeared a drop of precum, and he shuddered.
