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“You already let me fuck you whenever I want.”
“I’ll let you have the last bite of my ice cream every night for a month,” Oliver tries.
I let out a low hum. He’s quite protective of his ice cream. “You really that desperate?”
Oliver whines and tries to persuade me with pleading eyes. It only makes me laugh, especially when a pout forms on his features.
“All in due time,” I murmur as I stroke his hair. “But you want me to get what I want on my birthday, don’t you?”
He huffs. “Of course, I do.”
“Then you can wait for me. I know you can.”
“At least kiss me? Please?”
“Mmm, that I can do.” I capture his chin in between my thumb and forefinger. As I lean in closer, his eyes fill with need, and before my lips even touch his, he groans in anticipation. I’m tempted to sit there, a mere inch from him, just to see what he’ll do. But he deserves some sort of reward for being so patient, so I close the space between us.
Oliver’s whimper goes straight to my dick. He stretches upward as my tongue enters his mouth and tangles with his. If his hands weren’t restrained, I’m sure he’d be clinging to me in an effort to keep me from pulling away.
I wrap my hands around Oliver’s dick and stroke. He gasps into my mouth even though I keep my movements frustratingly slow. When I nip at his bottom lip, he shudders.
“No,” he groans when I finally lean back. “Ell, more. Please.”
“You can wait. For now, watch.”
Rhett has moved Wren so she’s on her knees with her head on the mattress. She moans into the blankets as he fucks her with hard, even strokes from behind.
“Why can’t you do that to me?” Oliver gives me a playful pout.
I sigh. “You never were one for patience, were you?”
After I find where Rhett put the lube, I prep Oliver while he watches Wren. I take a minute to wash my hands, and when I come back, I reposition Oliver so he’s lying on his back parallel to her.
When I come up beside Rhett, he pauses with his hands on her hips. “Kiss me, pretty boy.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. Leaning over, I brush my lips against his. Rhett grabs a handful of my hair, and immediately, the kiss turns fierce. I groan into his mouth until Oliver nudges me with his leg.
“You two can kiss later. It’s my turn now.”
Rhett lets me go and shoots Oliver a look. “I wouldn’t get too demanding if I were you. You’re not the one in charge here.”
Oliver grins. “Yeah, but I’m gonna get what I want anyway.”
Rhett rolls his eyes, sliding in and out of Wren slowly. She whimpers into the blankets, meeting each of his thrusts with her own.
I turn my attention back to Oliver. Guiding my lubed-up cock into him, I slowly press forward.
“Finally,”Oliver moans. “God, you made me wait too long for this.”
“Did I? I think I waited the perfect amount of time.”
Based on Oliver’s expression, he’s about to give me a snarky response, but then Wren screams beside us.
When I glance over, I see that Rhett’s picked up his pace. He has a firm grip on Wren’s hips, and every time he pounds into her, he pulls her into him.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” he taunts. “You want to be fucked like a toy and filled to the brim with cum, don’t you, my beautiful whore?”
“Yes,” she cries into the mattress.
