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Lyle put his hand down and felt them. He touched Ash’s dick, the base of it, and Nix’s, and Penny's lips, barely taking both. Almost glued together with how wet it was.
And they all reached for him. Penny, her nails lightly scratching at his pectorals, her eyes always returned to Lyle’s. Nix, bracing himself against Lyle’s chest, his warm back rubbing against Lyle. And Ash, he had a grip on Lyle’s forearm, tight.
The three of them could barely move, they were all hovering on the edge.
And Lyle reared up and draped himself over them all, held them all tightly, wrapping himself around them, covering Nix and Penny with his body, reaching Ash with his arms. They were his world. They were everything. This, with Penny, was everything to him, and he couldn't have it without Nix and Ash. So they were everything to him, too. Penny deserved all the pleasure, all the happiness. For putting up with him, for taking a chance on him. For not trying to change him, for not raging at him, for fucking remembering him from that moment in the cafe in the first place. Hell, for reaching for him, for grabbing him to be the one to kiss in front of her soon-to-be ex husband. For choosing him to trigger the changes she needed for the life she wanted. For coming back, after he’d cracked his head open and given her to his brother that night. Not every woman would have come back for more. Not every woman would have put up with this shit. His shit. But Penny had. Not only with grace and patience, but with passion. Seizing it as an opportunity to make her wildest dreams come true. To unashamedly want and to act upon that want.
And Lyle wanted to give them everything they wanted and more.
He reached a hand down to Penny’s clit. The swollen little bud was so ripe, so ready. He let out a sharp snort at how wet it was, not a full chuckle, but a definite huff of incredulity. All three of them were soaking wet. Everywhere. The sheets would need hanging from a drying rack after they were done.
Lyle swiped up some of the wetness and ran his fingers over her clit. Like he was strumming a guitar, a gentle strum with all four fingers.
And Penny fell.
Hard.
Loud.
Wet.
And then Nix and Ash came.
Hard.
Loud.
Wet.
All three of them swearing and shaking, the bedsheets truly fucked now. Lyle now let out a chuckle. Yeah, Ash could be bossy and Nix didn’t hesitate to go after something he wanted. Yeah, Penny was the one holding them all together. But Lyle was the leading card shark at this poker table. No mistaking it.
And he was holding a royal flush.
“Maid service,” Lyle barked down the phone.
A long pause followed as Lyle held the receiver of the landline and let the person at the other end of the phone talk. His face was flat.
“Don’t fucking care what time it is, I need new bedsheets… the penthouse.”
Another pause. Lyle pursed his lips, getting impatient. Nix tried not to smile as he watched Lyle trying to maintain a calm demeanor.
“Well I’ve moved in, it’s not Colt’s, it’s mine. Yeah you can check but do you really think he’s going to love a phone call at whatever time in the morning it is now? Yeah, me and Penny…Yeah, and Ash and Nix…”
Another pause. Lyle rolled his eyes.
“What do you mean you don’t change bedsheets in the middle of the night? I’m telling you to get your ass up here-”
Ash cleared his throat. “You know there are other fully made-up Alaskan king beds in the other bedrooms. I had them all brought up here, the others rooms aren’t in as good a state of repair but-”
Nix’s eyes widened. “You’ve kitted out all the bedrooms with beds already?”
Ash grinned. “Yeah, I thought we’d need them.”
Lyle blinked, phone still up by his ear. “Nevermind.” He slammed the phone down with a bang.
“We should still probably just take the sheets off this bed-” Penny was the voice of reason.
“-Then we just move through to the other room and fuck each other again.” Ash flashed his eyebrows up and down playfully.
