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Cash watches my jerky movements and then when I slump forward, he pulls out of Ben’s mouth and explodes across his face, covering him in cum.
Ben falls to the couch and turns over, his face dripping with Cash’s release. But that’s not all I see. His cock is still hard, a dark angry purple.
“Look at how much he needs us,” I say as I fall to my knees, sucking him into my mouth, tasting him. He tastes like sex, like cherries, like fucking pie.
“Taste him,” I tell Cash as I pull off of him and lick at his slit. Cash moves toward me, kneeling down next to me and taking Ben into his mouth. Ben is wild beneath us, his hips bucking up as he fucks into Cash’s mouth. But Ben needs more. And Cash needs a little motivation. I grab his hand off of Ben’s thigh and guide his finger to Ben’s hole, showing him how magnificent it is.
Cash pulls off of Ben and meets my stare as I push him knuckle deep inside.
“Feel it,” I say and then fall onto Ben’s dick as Cash fucks his finger into Ben’s wet, dripping hole. Ben is writhing underneath us and it doesn’t take long for Cash to find his prostate and for my cheeks to hollow at the same time.
Ben explodes into my mouth with a shocked cry, his orgasm drawn out by our combined efforts. He shakes, curses, and screams until he shudders and goes entirely limp.
I pull off his dick at the same time Cash pulls out of his ass, and we stare at Ben who is breathing shallowly with his eyes closed.
“Think we killed him?” I ask, and Cash leans over and presses his lips to mine, shutting me up with that kiss. His tongue sweeps into my mouth, tasting Ben’s release on my tongue.
“Shut up,” he says softly as he sucks on my lower lip for a minute before leaning down and kissing Ben gently.
Ben sighs under Cash’s mouth and then after he pulls away, Ben reaches up for me. I lean down, kissing him softly, swiping my tongue into his mouth before sitting up. Shit. This is too fucking good to be true.
We stare down at Ben for a minute before a small snore escapes his parted lips.
“We fucked him to sleep,” I whisper, and Cash smiles at me.
“You fucker.”
“You loved it.”
Cash is quiet for a moment and then nods.
“I did.”
His eyes drop to my lips and he leans forward once more, pressing his mouth to mine. It’s so easy, so familiar, like we’ve done this a thousand times before. But all too soon, it’s over.
“Carry him to bed. When he wakes up, we’ll make him eat.”
I nod and then stand, shucking off the rest of my clothes and pulling Ben into my arms. His face nuzzles into my neck and he sighs contentedly.
Yeah, Ben, I feel the same damn way.
This was pretty damn special.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
CASH
“Why’s he still sleeping?” Ford asks, his voice laced with worry.
“He’s exhausted,” I reply. I know for a fact he hasn’t been taking care of himself. Between work and school, not to mention being a fuck boy for the both of us, he’s been run ragged. If I came as many times as he did, I’d be in a coma.
“It’s been two hours,” Ford says, and I nudge him.
“Just let him sleep.”
Ford eyes me from our place in the doorframe and then walks toward Ben, who is still passed out in the middle of the bed. Ford pulls his clothes off and climbs in next to him. I watch as Ben sighs, cuddling into his side. I should join them—should place myself at Ben’s back and wrap myself around him, but I have an unread message on my phone. One I’ve been putting off opening.
I haven’t been in the mood.
