“You good with that?” Charlie asked Trevor, and given his frantic blissed-out nod, the sooner the better. Charlie withdrew her wet fingers and glided them down the cleft of his ass cheeks, reaching his puckered hole and circling the rim. He thrust into Sean’s fist with each swipe of Charlie’s fingers, each knuckle that breached his hole deeper.
“Christ,” Sean cursed. “I’m the luckiest man alive.” Charlie’s eyes shot to his over Trevor’s shoulder. “I love you both so much.” She held his gaze, not a trace of sadness or melancholy in his bright blue eyes. No tears. Instead, they were brimming over with desire and love, a decade’s worth burning hot as an inferno. “Always have, always will.”
Keeping their gazes locked, she circled her tongue behind Trevor’s ear, relishing the goose bumps that prickled his skin. “Let’s show our husband how much we love him too.” She drew him up and back, both of them on their knees, so Sean could bend back his legs and ready himself. He swiped the bottle of lube, squirted more on his fingers, and began to stretch himself for Trevor, bared for them to see as he worked one, then two, then three fingers into his ass. “This is what we get for making her the boss lady.”
“Fuck,” Trevor cursed as he rocked against Charlie and her fingers that were inside him again.
He wanted inside Sean, and she wanted him there too, but not quite yet. She slid free her fingers and pressed herself flush against his back. “A boss lady—a wife—who loves you and can’t get enough of our kisses.” She grasped Trevor’s chin and angled him around so she could claim his mouth in a deep, plundering kiss. “Of your bodies and our bed.” She reached around his side and fisted his dick. “Of your hearts and our love.” She held up his hair and pressed a gentle kiss to his nape, right over the leather strip of his necklace.
“Fuck, baby, I need to come,” he keened.
Sean removed his fingers and yanked both legs back by the knees. “Then get inside me.”
This time, when Trevor lurched forward, Charlie let him go. Watched in eager anticipation as he planted his hands in the mattress on either side of Sean’s head and thrust his dick to the hilt inside him. Their combined grunts were almost enough to make her come. She was close too.
She grabbed the toy, soaked both ends with lube, then inserted the thicker bulb end inside her, flipping on the vibrations that would tease her inside and out. She wanted her hands free to roam. Free to grasp one of Trevor’s hips and one of Sean’s legs to better position them. To spread Trevor’s ass cheeks and thrust the longer end of the double dildo inside her husband. To hold on tight and close as she pegged Trevor and Trevor fucked Sean.
“Holy fuck,” Trevor cursed and wobbled over Sean. “This never gets old.”
She smirked against his spine as she drew back then drove in in time with the pulsing vibrations. “I promised it wouldn’t.”
Sean’s hands glided up Trevor’s torso to meet hers where they came around and splayed across Trevor’s chest. “Nothing about loving the two of you will ever get old.” Charlie pushed Trevor forward for the kiss she knew Sean wanted and so she could plant a foot in the mattress and work Trevor harder with the dildo, knowing that’s what he wanted.
Letting her men set the pace, she closed her eyes and rode the roll of their hips, savoring their frantic movements and their escalating grunts and smacking kisses. Savoring the heat that built inside her and the vibrations from below and inside.
At Sean’s shouted, “I’m coming,” she opened her eyes and watched from over Trevor’s shoulder as Sean came apart beautifully, his back arching, his hands fisted in the sheets, his come streaking his chest, and the charms of his necklace in the hollow of his throat bobbing as he shouted their names. Trevor followed him over, buried inside Sean’s ass and groaning so deep Charlie felt it against her chest. Her nipples ached from the tremors, and with the vibrating dildo between her legs, it was all too much, a pleasure circuit that flipped and had her inner muscles clamped down on the toy as she planted inside Trevor and came apart while holding on to the two men she loved.
When she came back to earth, her breaths calming in time with Trevor’s and Sean’s, she removed the dildo then carefully eased it out of Trevor, chuckling at his mumbled protest. She tossed the toy aside and collapsed into a sweaty pile with her husbands. “I rule,” she huffed victoriously.
Sean, after a quick clean-up swipe for himself and Trevor with the discarded bedsheet, rolled half across Trevor to claim a kiss from her. “No one’s disputing that.” He pecked the interlocking hearts necklace at her throat, a wedding gift from him and Trevor, then claimed a kiss from Trevor too on his way back to the mattress. As Trevor caught Sean’s hand and held it against his chest, Charlie snuggled close and enjoyed the quiet moment, the waves outside, the sea breeze, and the simple pleasures of a place that would always be home to them.
Trevor dropped a kiss on the crown of her head. “What was it you were trying to get us out of bed for?”
“Well, there’s that matter of the wedding.” They all laughed, easy, free, full of love. A date to remember. She laid her hand atop her husbands’, their wedding bands catching the morning light. “And there are some dates we need to mark.”
Memories to be etched into the railing of their home—and hearts—forever.
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