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She twisted her head to the side, searching for my mouth, her lips frantic.
Out of nowhere, I felt pressure against my cock and realized that Gray had slipped a finger alongside me inside Ivy. He moved slowly, rubbing against my shaft while coating his finger in her slick arousal. The pressure was so much I nearly came, but suddenly it was gone. Feeling on the edge and totally out of control, I buried my fingers in his hair as well, pulling him closer, demanding he gave her what she was chasing. She came loudly, warm liquid rushing against me. Gray groaned against her clit as he noisily cleaned up every drop of the cum that had spilled from her body.
Ivy, still panting, bucked back onto me, riding me until I cried out. Suddenly, he was there moving me, so he could get behind me. On his knees again, but this time he cupped my balls, squeezing them. Before I could react, he spread my cheeks wide, pressing his wet mouth against me, his tongue licking and pushing against my tight hole. I gripped tighter onto Ivy, worried I was going to knock her over with the force of my hips driving into her.
“Eth, yes. That feels so good. Don't stop.” Ivy cried out.
Gray pushed a finger into my ass as he stood, finding my neck with his mouth.
“Do you like me inside you, Ethan?”
“Yes,” I growled.
Working me with his finger, his other hand reached for Ivy’s clit.
“I want to make you both come for me.”
His words were my undoing. I came so hard I saw stars, my legs going from underneath me as his finger pumped into my ass, stroking my prostate. Ivy came shortly after, pleasure surging through her body, leaving her limp in my arms. Gray coaxed us both down from our high slowly and carefully, with gentle whispers, light kisses, and tender caresses.
When I felt back in control of my own body, I reached for Gray, kissing him softly and slowly. Ivy moaned as she watched us, sighing happily when Gray found her lips next.
Eventually, we found our clothes and made it to the large teal sofa in the living room. Ivy sat and patted her thighs. Gray moved as if they were having an unspoken conversation and lay his head in her lap, while she ran her hand softly through his hair. He closed his eyes, sighing contentedly.
“That feels nice, firefly.” His quiet words slipped from his lips. “We never did come up with a plan about where I’m going to spend my month off. I should make a move soon and work out where I’m staying first.”
Wanting to be a part of their intimate moment, I forced my large body onto the sofa next to Gray’s solid chest, mirroring his position, our faces millimeters away from each other as Ivy ran her fingers through my hair as well.
“Fuck, princess, you know what your fingers in my hair do to me and I’m not sure my balls are ready for round two yet.”
She giggled, and Gray smiled at the sound.
“Stay?” I asked.
“What?” he whispered, looking shocked.
I pressed a light kiss to his lips, unable to resist him when he was this close. “Stay with us. Spend your month off with us. Explore who you are, what makes you happy, whatever you need to do, but do it with us, Gray.” I ran my knuckles over his jaw, kissing him again, letting my tongue delve into his mouth, tasting Ivy. “Stay,” I murmured against his lips.
He pulled away, sitting up slightly, facing Ivy. They stared at each for a moment, and she smiled, that award-winning smile that melted hearts, mouthing the same word.Stay.
I was sure he only paused for a second, but it felt like a lifetime. I knew he wanted space and a way to find out who he was. Ivy had told me about their conversations, but I wanted him to choose us to help him.
“I’ll stay. But please don’t hurt me because I’m not sure my fragile heart can take it. Don’t sell me out or use this situation against me. I need you to promise me that this won’t come back to bite me.”
“We promise,” I replied, and I meant every word.
He nodded with a smile before he cupped my face and his lips found mine, while our hands moved to Ivy as if we’d both been touching like this, together, for a lifetime.
Chapter 7
Grayson
I’llstay.
I wanted to regret my words, but I couldn’t because nothing had ever felt so right. No matter how messed up I’d felt about my sexuality and what label to give it since my night with Gabe, being with Ivy and Ethan felt so different. It didn’t need a label or an explanation. They were just them and they wanted me to be a part of it.
And now I’d had a taste I didn’t know how I’d ever stop wanting them.
I had a month. A month to spend with them, to explore who I was, and best of all, for us to explore each other.
