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“I don’t need to breathe,” I say grumpily and Cash just pulls me closer, helping me undress.
“You need a break.”
Ford huffs but lets me go, turning on the shower instead. I let Cash strip me down, his hands caring, his movements gentle as he tosses my clothes aside. His fingers graze the plug, but he doesn’t do more than that. Just helps me into the shower.
When I’m done, my ass empty and my body washed, I step out to a waiting towel that Ford wraps around me and a cup of coffee that Cash brings me.
I’ve never in my life been so well taken care of.
“When do you get off of work tonight?” I ask as I sip on my coffee and then lazily start to get dressed.
Cash and Ford lean against the wall, watching me closely.
“Dinner.”
I peer up at them as I button up my pants.
“Want to go out? The three of us?”
Ford’s lips turn up in a smile, and Cash nods. “Fuck yeah, we do.”
I grin widely as I pull on my shirt.
“It’s a date then.”
CHAPTEREIGHTEEN
CASH
Well, fuck. I’m nervous. Ben is due home any minute, and I have tried on far too many shirts.
None of them look good.
“You look hot, dude,” Ford says when he appears from the shower, a towel around his waist. “Stop stressing about it.”
“But it’s a date.”
“Yeah, but it will be chill. It’s Ben.”
I sigh when I feel him come up behind me, his hands spreading across my chest and bringing me back against him. His face tucks into my neck, and he kisses my skin softly.
“He’s gonna be thrilled with what we have planned. I just know it,” he says, and I relax against him. “And then we can bring him home after and fuck his brains out.”
I let out a laugh and then shove away from him, adjusting my hardening cock in my pants.
“Don’t give me any more ideas. I’m already fucking horny for it.”
Ford waggles his eyebrows and drops his towel, bending over and pulling on some boxers. My eyes linger on his ass for a little too long. I was in him, in that tight hole. And honestly, I’d do it again.
And again.
I want Ben and Ford to take turns sitting on my dick.
My mind is awash with those filthy thoughts as he gets dressed, and then we wait for Ben to arrive. And arrive he does, looking so fucking hot in tight black jeans and a light blue button-up shirt. He’s wearing Converse and his hair is styled, and I want nothing more than to peel him out of those clothes and sit him on my cock.
“Enough growling,” Ford says as he moves up to Ben and kisses him softly. “Let’s go before he mauls you.”
I shake my head and move toward Ben, kissing him slowly, savoring him, until he’s panting and pressing his hardening dick against me.
