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I lick my thumb and circle her back entrance with it. I half expect her to stop me, but instead she yells, “Carter, do it.”
I slide it all the way in. She moans in ecstasy. “God, yes.”
She meets my strokes, using the window to push herself onto my cock and thumb. She’s fucking me every bit as much as I’m fucking her.
The heat rolling off our bodies physically steams my windows. “Carter, I’m close. Come with me.”
As soon I feel her spasms begin, I let go as I come inside her. We both yell out into our own final releases.
As soon as we both relax, she pulls off me, stands up, turns around, and grabs my face pulling me into a deep kiss.
I wrap my arms around her, pick her up, turn off the lights, and fall onto my bed with her on top of me. All without breaking our kiss.
We kiss and kiss. Even though the sex is over for now, we don’t want the intimacy to end.
She eventually lifts her head. “Carter. That was…”
“I know. Every single time with you. I know.”
* * *
SKYLAR
“Her text says the code is 2120. Try that.” We knocked twice, but there was no answer, so we’re using the code Reagan gave us.
Harley smiles as the door unlocks. “The code must be Embiid and Schmidt.”
I nod. “Definitely.”
We walk in, and I look around. “Wow, Harley. His place is really nice. The views are amazing.”
“He’s the president of a billion-dollar company. Of course, he has a nice place.”
“It’s quiet in here. They must be sleeping.” I smile. “Should we head into the bedroom and give them a nice wake-up call?”
Harley laughs. “Hell, yes. Do you know how many times Reagan has walked into my bedroom in the morning with Brody and me? It’s time for her to get a dose of her own medicine.” She rubs her hands together. “I’ve been waiting for years to do this to her.”
We drop the bag of food we brought in the kitchen and then walk into what we logically assume is Carter’s bedroom. We immediately start laughing at the sight before us. Carter is naked, asleep on his back, spread across the bed, with the sheets barely covering his family jewels. Reagan is sleeping completely naked, uncovered, on her back, with her head on Carter’s stomach and her hand on his chest. One of his hands is on her boob.
I whisper, “Should we take a picture?” Harley enthusiastically nods.
I take a picture. The flash goes off and Reagan’s eyes flutter open as she turns her head and looks our way. In a groggy voice she says, “Did you two bitches just take a picture of us?”
We giggle. Harley grabs my phone and sends it in our group chat. “Payback is a bitch, little sister.”
Reagan’s eyes are closed, but she holds up her middle finger at us. “The difference is you fuckers actually care and I don’t. Snap away. We’ll pose if you want.”
Carter slowly opens his eyes. He lifts only his head as he assesses the situation. Without removing his hand from her boob, he says, “Reagan, do you want to cover up?”
“No, I don’t care. They’ve seen me naked a million times.”
I smile. That’s true.
“My mother gifted us all with the same great rack. Nothing they haven’t seen before.”
Carter plops his head back down as he now gently strokes her hair. “I want to agree with that, but I feel like it could get me into trouble.”
We all laugh. I move a little closer to them. “We haven’t seen Carter naked if you want to move the sheet down a few inches.”
