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That was my cue. I stripped out of my own shirt, kicking my shoes off, then losing my jeans. Eyeing the couch, I wasn’t convinced it could take us, but I was ready to test its strength.
I paused with my hands at the band to my briefs. Shrugging, I shucked those off too. Beck hadn’t seen me completely naked, but there was no point in prolonging the inevitable.
He stood with her in his arms as I climbed over the back, perching on the top with my feet on the cushions. Neither one of us were really the dominant kind of guy, but we weren’t submissive either.
This time though, I’d let him call the shots. It only seemed fair since he had been with her longer, and he worked so hard to help me find my own place with Astrid.
He set her down on her feet as he pushed her pants and underwear down, quickly unsnapping her bra to leave her gloriously bare before us.
I loved that she didn’t hide her body, confident with who she was.
Beck shed his own clothes, then turned Astrid to face me. He paused when his gaze hit my body. I cleared my throat. He knew I had tattoos, but he didn’t know just how many.
“Damn,” he muttered but left it at that. “What do you want, Pretty Girl?” Beck molded himself to her back and spoke against the side of her head. “Do you want us to kiss and worship every inch of your body together? Do you want us to take turns making sweet love to you? What gets you hot when you lay in your bed at night and think about us?”
She swallowed, some of her naivety showing through, and I grinned. If she’d messed around with more than one of them at a time, it hadn’t been often. Astrid was still too shy to immediately voice what she wanted.
“I want to taste Jonah.” She drank in my body beneath hooded eyes, her gaze catching and locking on her tattoo. Imprinting her permanently on my body was the best decision I’d ever made.
My grin died as Astrid dropped her knees to the edge of the couch and placed her hands on my thighs, one directly over her tattoo. She glanced up for the briefest moment before she lowered her head to my dick. The first touch of her tongue caused my body to tense up.
“All right then. While you take care of my baby brother, I’m going to take care of you.” He fell to his knees on the old shag carpet and wasted no time as he buried his face in her pussy, just as she closed her mouth over me completely.
“Holy shit,” I nearly came off the couch. Using one hand, I threaded it through her hair to get a better look at her face. I couldn’t lean back, afraid the couch would flip with us, so this was as good as it was going to get.
She devastated me.
Alternating between going deep over my cock and trailing a long slow lick on the underside, I had trouble focusing on her at all. Who had been teaching her these tricks? Shit, this was…I wasn’t complaining.
Beck sat up for just a second, smoothing his hands over the round curve of her ass. “Damn, little brother. Is she killing you? She must be with all that noise you’re making.” Was I? I hadn’t even noticed. “Don’t let her come yet, I want to be inside her first.”
He used his fingers to stroke inside her, hard and fast, drawing a set of whimpers from Astrid. Soon, and I meant within a minute, she choked on my dick as her body convulsed and twitched.
One side of Beck’s mouth curled as he ran his free hand up and down her back, never slowing the rhythm of his fingers. Finally, he slowed, pulling his fingers free, sucking her cum off his fingers.
“Ready, Pretty Girl?”
She’d dropped her head to rest on my thigh as she caught her breath, her dark brown hair draped over me as I combed my fingers through her tresses.
“Mmhm.” She picked herself back up and started building that epic release I knew wasn’t going to be far away.
But I’d try. Like hell, I’d try to hold off until she came again.
Beck lined himself up, then thrust inside, biting his lip as she moaned around me.
Shit,shit. This was the hottest thing I’d ever been a part of. How was I supposed to last as each thrust pushed her further on my dick? She wasn’t alternating now; she was bobbing over me.
Think of the pain of the needle.
A test.
Giving a speech.
Hell,noneof that worked.
Her fingers tightened on my thighs, and her nails bit in. “She’s close.Ah, she’s close. She’s fluttering around me. It feels good, doesn’t it, Pretty Girl?” Beck groaned, picking up speed.
That was it. All I had. I tapped her arm. “I’m gonna—” I timed it off. Each jet of cum had my toes curling. This girl was turning me inside out.
