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“Yeah, are you sure, Daw?” Fox added, his irises turning stormy as he waited for my reply.

“I am. If you both are.”

Lea nodded and Fox undid his fly, letting his jeans pool back around his ankles.

“Come here.” He twitched his head and Lea stepped closer. I watched as he buried his hand in her hair, pulling her lips to his. “I’ve waited so long to do this again.” He kissed her slowly, obviously savoring every moment until she was whimpering into his mouth. God, there was something about multiple bodies locked together. Something I’d denied myself since my diagnosis, but right now, I didn’t care about anything apart from getting my hands on them both.

Stepping up behind her, I pushed her hair over one shoulder, pressing my lips to her pale skin as my hands skimmed across her exposed stomach. She hummed, reaching back, her palm wrapping around the back of my neck.

Dressed in an oversized olive cardigan, Lea wore a matching cropped top with a line of tiny buttons down the front and a pair of jean shorts that barely covered her pert ass along with white Vans.

I moved to unfasten the buttons, but she laughed, pulling away from Fox, and turning to me. She slipped off her cardigan. “They don’t unfasten.” Pulling her top over her head, I couldn’t contain my moan as her long, black hair spilled over her naked, pert breasts.

“Fuck, Le. Did you come here with no underwear on?”

She glanced back over her shoulder at Fox. “I told you, I finally knew what I wanted. I didn’t want to wait another minute to tell you. I’m choosing you.”

His lips curled into a smile that was so warm it was like standing under the first sunrise after a polar winter. “That’s music to my ears.” His lips lowered to hers again, and I could feel the emotion pouring between them. I wondered if I should feel on the outside of their moment, but as Fox’s hand buried itself in my hair, pulling me toward Lea’s hard nipples, I felt a part of it and I wanted more.

When Lea’s hand raked through my hair too, I almost lost it, my cock weeping needily as I shucked off my boxers. My tongue circled her nipple and my hand palmed her breast, while Fox caressed her other one.

“Shouldn’t we talk about limits and safe words?” Lea groaned as Fox’s mouth moved to her neck and I popped the button on her shorts.

“Tell us, Le. Is there anything you don’t want?”

“No one pee on me.”

I chuckled against her breast and her hand tightened in my hair.

“I’m up for anything. Daw doesn’t like soft touches. Anything else?”

I lifted my head, unzipping the fly on Lea’s shorts, pushing them down, and taking in her bare pussy. “No, but don’t keep asking me if things feel okay. If I don’t like something, you’ll know,” I told them.

Fox laughed. “Yeap, the man doesn’t mince his words.”

Lea cupped my face and stroked her thumb over my cheek and I wondered if I needed to say how much I hated being touched like this again, but then she leaned forward, biting down hard on my lip and I knew she understood perfectly. Her mouth covered mine, and she kissed me slowly, pushing her tongue to the seam of my lips. When I parted, she gasped, deepening our kiss as her hands moved to my hips, pulling me tighter, so my cock was pressed between us.

Fox let us make out for a few minutes. His hands skimmed over Lea’s body as if he was reminding himself of her curves, but then he moved from behind her to stand behind me.

“Le,” he whispered. She pulled away from me breathlessly, her lips swollen and her chocolate brown eyes blown. “Did you really not know I was into men?”

“It sounds stupid now.”

“Do you want to see what we were doing when you arrived?” Her eyes flared, and she nodded. “Oh, your knees, Daw.”

“Oh, Bunny, you’re going to regret bossing me about.”

Lea

IwonderedifIwas dreaming. I hadn’t thought much beyond finally telling Fox how I felt and what I wanted and what I wanted was him, with multiple other men that we both fucked; all in a sweaty mass of limbs.

And now, here I was, naked in Fox’s kitchen with his manager on his knees.

I watched as Fox buried his hands in Dawson’s hair and guided him down his length, his head falling backward as he sucked in a breath.

A loud whimper ripped from my chest because I’d fantasized about this so often—not with Dawson, but with Fox and other faceless men. Although seeing him swallowing Fox’s cock, I now couldn’t imagine him not being here.

Dawson’s hands gripped Fox’s ass, pulling him deeper, his eyes fixed on him, watching his every reaction. My body buzzed, my clit hummed with need as a surge of arousal flooded between my thighs.

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