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I look down between us and watch my shaft disappear again and again, coated with her juices. It’s not enough. I want her all over me. I have never been so completely lost over a woman. I didn’t know it was possible to crave this connection as deeply as I do. I didn’t know such intense, mind-blowing pleasure was possible, either.
It’s more than simple pleasure. It’s connection. Something so deep, it almost scares me a little. Needing her like I need air. Needing this, all of us together. I don’t know what to call it. I only know I am never as comfortable or as sure of myself as I am when we’re like this, locked together, touching and feeling and following our bodies’ needs.
My soul’s needs, too.
“So good… Oh, my God…” Her hips start to jerk frantically around the time her muscles tighten around me. Fuck, yes, she’s so close. So am I. I don’t know how much longer I can last. It’s been weeks, after all, and jerking off is no replacement for having her wrapped around me like this. It’s just not the same.
Ryder lets go of her and she falls on top of me, blocking out the rest of the world when her hair falls to either side of my face. It’s us, it’s only us, and she stares into my eyes for a beat before our mouths meet and her thrusts become more frantic. Sheer animal lust explodes in me and I give myself over to it, jerking my hips to meet her thrusts. My fingers dig into her hips to pull her down harder, faster, until she goes still and screams into my mouth a heartbeat before her muscles flutter, massaging me, milking me.
Rather than come inside her before everyone’s had their turn I lift her hips. She releases me with a gasp — then takes me in her mouth all at once, her head bobbing rapidly, her tongue massaging me the way her pussy did.
And I’m gone. Release rushes over me all at once, and I give into it finally, almost sobbing in relief while emptying my balls down her throat. My ears are ringing and my heart’s racing out of control by the time she lifts her head. I feel like I just went through a hurricane.
And I don’t think I’ve ever been happier.
35
SOREN
Idon’t know what it is about watching Ash letting go like that. This is more than getting off on watching somebody else fuck. I’m happy for him, glad he has come back from his injury, and I can practically feel his relief once he lets go. It’s always a relief to finally come after fighting it off, but this is bigger than that. This is the first time with her after the accident. After we feared we could never be with her again. That adds a whole new layer over and above what must already feel so good. Mind blowing, even.
It’s strange, the emotion that wells up in me. Something much deeper than lust, for sure. She’s ours, she’s really ours. We’re together again. I will never take this for granted, even if today is all we ever have. It will have to be enough.
And when I think about it that way, my hunger grows. As soon as Harlow has released Ash’s dick, I’m on her, thrusting a hand between her legs and finding her hot and wet. She purrs and melts against me, winding her arms around my neck while bearing down on my fingers.
Ash lies back and watches while he catches his breath. Ryder, meanwhile, kneels behind her again. For a while, it’s enough for us to take turns kissing her, touching and pleasing her, pulling one moan after another from deep in her core. I glance over at Ash and find him watching and wearing a crooked grin. When his gaze falls on me, the grin widens, and I smile back. At the end of the day, no matter what happens, we have this to come back to. This connection.
How much longer will we have it?
Maybe it’s the uncertainty that’s getting to me. Maybe that’s what makes this all feel so much more profound than it normally would. I tried to convince myself I could get along without ever doing this again, but I was kidding myself. And I would be kidding myself again if I pretended I could move on after tonight. No, all she’s doing is reminding me of how necessary she is. Not just for me, either. For all of us.
We’re a tangle of arms and legs by the time Harlow closes her hand around me and begins to stroke what was already rigid and throbbing. “Let me put this in my mouth,” she whispers. Nothing in the world could convince me to say no. I back up, giving her room to get on her knees on the bed while I stand in front of her. Has there ever been anything as sexy as this woman when she’s on her hands and knees and smiling wickedly at me?
Yes, there is, and that’s when her tongue darts out and she drags it around the ridge of my head. How is it possible that she makes it feel so good? How does she light me up inside while waking my endless hunger? I’m torn between affection and pure, savage lust as I sink my hands into her hair and groan her name. “You’re so good to me,” I mutter, moving my hips to offer more of myself to her waiting mouth.
I expect Ryder to take her from behind – he’s right there, in position, and it’s what I would do. Instead, he surprises everyone by lying on his back and inching his way between her thighs until she is poised over his face. She lets out a surprised noise that’s barely stifled by my dick, but Ryder only responds by wrapping his arms around her thighs and pulling her down so she has no choice but to settle on top of him.
“Shit, why didn’t I think of that?” Ash is starting to get hard again, stroking himself with his eyes glued to what’s happening on the bed. Harlow’s deep, guttural moans are followed by the grinding of her hips — and the suction from her mouth increases almost like it’s a response to what Ryder is doing with his tongue. He sounds like he’s in heaven, grunting and groaning, panting like an animal in heat. Lucky bastard.
My dick is moving in and out of her mouth but I still kind of wish I were in his place. Next time, for sure.
If there is a next time. There has to be a next time.
“That’s right. Ride his face,” Ash mutters, stroking what’s now fully erect while I slowly fuck Harlow’s face. Lovingly, if it’s possible to do this lovingly. I do love her. I didn’t know how much until she broke things off.
She does as she’s told, her hips rolling and grinding, and by the time her saliva starts dripping down my shaft I know she’s too close to keep from getting sloppy. That’s why I pull out, stroking myself in front of her face while she cries out her impending orgasm.
“Come on his face,” I mutter, stroking her tits with one hand and myself with the other. She’s almost too perfect, ripe and luscious and all ours – at least for tonight. “I want you to coat his face. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good girl?”
“Yes… Yes…!” And she throws her head back and howls while Ryder’s satisfied grunts tell me she’s doing exactly what I asked. Lucky bastard.
I can’t take it. The sight and the sound of her ecstasy pushes me over the edge all at once. I’m barely able to direct myself to her open mouth before I coat her tongue with the first spurt. She takes it all, every bit of me, until I’m wiped out and my knees are shaking from the force.
And when I open my eyes and the world comes back into focus, she’s smiling, lifting her hips so Ryder can slide out from under her. Any thoughts of taking a break are swept away when he takes her by the hips and drives himself into her from behind.
She lets out a startled gasp but pushes back against him. “I need you to fuck me,” she begs, her voice shaking the way her body does. She’s barely come down from her orgasm, and already she wants more.
And Ryder is happy to oblige, pounding her hard enough to rock the bed while she screams her approval. “Just like that! Yes, yes, harder!” There’s sweat beading on his brow but he obeys, the way any man with half a brain would do when a woman like her shouts an order like that.
