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It's not my place to say, but I get the sense Blake’s friends wouldn’t give our little threesome a second thought. They all seem pretty chill, and aside from Tiff commenting about what Lennon and Axel get up to in the office, the night wasn’t filled with gossip. Besides, Tiff’s words didn’t strike me as malicious. I almost think they held envy, like she wants what Lennon has. Not Axel. Just…someone.
Come to think of it, her comments remind me a little of Blake. The way he was sort of resigned to choosing one way of life because it was convenient instead of chasing what he really wanted. It makes me wonder what it is that she wants and thinks she can’t have, and whether Blake, Becca, and I can show her anything’s possible.
After the concert, a few people wander toward Main Street to grab drinks at the bar, but when Blake and I decline, Becca offers to drive us home. It’s the perfect excuse to leave together, though I have no plans to let her drop us and go. Not after watching them both all evening without being able to touch them.
We barely make it through the front door before Becca spins and rises on her toes to give me a kiss, swiping her tongue along mine only once before she turns to Blake and presses her lips to his.Tease.
“Bedroom. Now,” I growl, smacking her playfully on the ass as she takes off down the hallway with the two of us trailing behind her. The second she disappears through the door, I take advantage of the few seconds Blake and I have alone, pressing him against the wall and crushing our mouths together. I brush my thumb over his jaw as our tongues collide in a frenzy of need, pouring everything I can’t yet say into the press of my lips against his. I break the connection before either of us can even moan, giving him a soft, swift kiss as I pull away. It’s not what he deserves after my silent confession earlier, but now isn’t the time to say the words to either of them.
Becca waits for us at the foot of the bed, and as I reach her, I devour her mouth while slipping the overalls off her shoulders. Then I spin her to face Blake and lift her tank top over her head before unhooking her bra, exposing her soft skin to him.
Cupping her breasts from behind, I mold them in my hand as Blake stalks forward, his eyes darting from mine to what my hands are doing. I can sense he’s struggling, conflicted about taking Becca to bed amid the truth I realized tonight. One I suspect—hope—he shares. Then she moans as I pinch her nipples, and heat flares across his face.
“Our girl’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I ask him as I nuzzle the side of her neck.
“Hell yes.” His head dips to take her mouth, smothering the gasp she makes.
Trapped between us, nearly naked, Becca leans her head back against my chest as Blake and I trail our fingers over her body. Her collarbone, her stomach, her thighs—everywhere we can reach we caress, loving the feel of her soft body next to ours.
Becca’s ass rocks against me as she steps out of the panties Blake drags down her hips, shooting a jolt of electricity through my already engorged cock. I spin her so she’s facing me and palm her ass, rubbing the backs of my hands against Blake’s dick as I squeeze her round little cheeks. He returns the favor, brushing his knuckles over my shaft as he circles her clit. It feels incredible, her delicate body sandwiched between us, the three of us writhing together. But guilt over straining for Blake’s fingers without Becca’s knowledge overtakes me, and I step away with a strangled moan.
“Get naked and get on the bed, Blake. I want to watch you two fuck.” Becca’s thighs clench as she licks her lips, which has me shedding my own clothes and taking my dick in hand.
Stroking leisurely—just to take the edge off—I watch as Blake licks his fingers then strips off his shorts and climbs on the bed.
“Lean against the headboard,” I tell him.
Becca moves to follow, but I clasp my hands around her waist to hold her still until he’s situated. “Look how hard he is already.” I kiss up the side of her neck as he watches us, dick pointing to the sky. “Think you can make him even harder?” I reach around her to strum my fingers over her clit, teasing.
“How?” Her chest rises with a deep inhale.
“Lick him from balls to tip, then take him in your mouth.” I whisper against her ear, just loud enough for Blake to hear. His cock bobs as his stomach tenses in anticipation, muscles rippling as they contract.
Becca crawls forward on all fours, sticking that cute little ass in the air as she lowers her head. I watch, transfixed, as Blake’s eyes flutter closed when the heat of her mouth surrounds him. The tendons in his neck flex as he locks his jaw, his chest stills. His fingers claw at the sheets while her head bobs slowly up and down, caressing his perfect cock with her tongue.
His expression is a mixture of bliss and restraint, soaking up the pleasure even as he fights to keep it at bay. Its fucking mesmerizing and hot as shit.
Leaning forward, I run my hand up the inside of Becca’s thigh, dipping a finger into her core. Silky heat surrounds me, and I pump my finger back and forth, coating myself in her essence before slicking it over her clit. As I stroke that sensitive little bud, she moans around Blake’s cock, and his hips buck underneath her. Lifting a hand from the sheets, he threads his fingers in her hair and cradles her head in his palm, cursing softly as she loves on his cock.
Their bodies move together in sync, savoring the connection between them. It’s tender and carnal at the same time, making my chest ache with affection as my cock swells.
The three of us have come together nearly a half dozen times since that first night, and each time has been physically incredible. But none of those encounters compare to what’s happening right now, watching two people I love pleasure one another.
“You’re making him come undone.” I slip my finger inside Becca again, loving the way her slick walls clench around me. “It’s so hot, but we don’t want him to finish yet. Sit up.”
Her cheeks hollow as she pulls back, letting him go with an audible ‘pop.’
“Good girl. Now spin around and straddle him.” She sits up and moves over Blake’s torso, giving him her back while positioning herself to sink onto his cock. “Condom first.” She pauses as I pull a foil packet from the nightstand and hand it to her.
Resting her weight on Blake’s hips with his shaft between her thighs, she fumbles with the wrapper as she rocks back and forth, straining for the friction that will ease the ache. It’s so fucking hot to see her this needy, and cute too, since her desire is making her clumsy.
Blake curses as he lifts his hips, his cock full and hard and dripping with need. Becca grunts as she drops the condom, and he groans in reply. Taking matters into my own hands I grab the wrapper, tear it open, and fist Blake’s dick in one hand while I position the condom with the other. He hisses as I roll it over his length and hold him ready.
“Need your pussy, Becca,” he grits.
I give him a little squeeze and withdraw my hand as Becca sinks onto him, the two of them moaning as they join together.
The scent of their arousal floods my nostrils, a heady musk that makes my mouth water. Leaning down I spread Becca apart with my thumbs and place my tongue on her clit, flicking it gently back and forth as she grinds on Blake’s cock.
