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“I’ve got you.”
Turning, I looked over my shoulder to find Reed standing behind Elic, guiding his hips forward. They were gorgeous together and so damn sexy. Elic started pushing in slowly, causing me to face forward again and drop my head. I bit the inside of my cheek as the pain increased. My breath stilled. My body froze, a conscious effort to relax on my part. Only when Elic was fully inside me did I let go and melt, hoping the worst was over.
“Holy shit,” Elic panted. “You’re so tight, Cas. So hot wrapped around me. I’ve never felt this good.”
“Move your hips, love,” Reed coached.
Elic did. He started off slow but soon picked up the pace, his body taking over.
I didn’t love how it felt to be fucked, but I didn’t hate it either. That was until Reed was in front of me, his hard dick in my face as he kneeled on the couch. The pain drifted to the back of my mind as I focused on what was taunting me.
“Put your mouth on me, Cas. I want to feed you my cock.”
It took some maneuvering before we were at the perfect level. The first swipe of my tongue over Reed’s dick, I moaned loudly. I loved the taste of them, loved having them surround me.
Elic fucked me rougher, his hips stuttering, letting me know he was close. I didn’t expect him to last long, given this was his first time inside someone. I also didn’t want to think about his other encounters. They didn’t matter. Only this did with the three of us.
Reed gripped my hair in his fist and started fucking my face. “Yeah, baby, that’s it. Take all of me.”
I couldn’t talk, could hardly breathe, but I wouldn’t dare stop. I’d let them use me for as long as it took for them to get off.
Elic cried out first, his cum flooding me as his hips slammed against my ass, pushing me against Reed. Seconds later, Reed called our names as he shot down my throat. I tried to swallow it all, although some spilled out of the corners of my lips. My eyes watered. Cum came from both ends of me, and my dick was so fucking hard, I tried to hump the arm of the couch to get some friction but wasn’t close enough.
Reed pulled out first, falling to his bare ass on the black leather couch. “Get yourself off. I want to see it.”
Staying with me while I leaned forward, Elic was buried in my ass. I started humping the couch in earnest, not caring how I looked as long as I got to come. The fabric was smooth against my dick. A friction burn was the least of my concern. I thrust forward with my eyes on Reed.
Everything drew up tight, I squeezed Elic’s dick, and moaned as my release slammed into me, cum shooting from my dick, hitting the leather. I came like I hadn’t gotten off in weeks.
My body finally shook with the last of the tremors, then I collapsed in my pool of cum with Elic resting on my back, his dick slipping from my ass. Reed ran his fingers lovingly through my hair. We were a mess, but these two could fuck me anytime they wanted to.
31
REED
My head was tipped back against the headrest; my hands flexed on the steering wheel, gripping and releasing it. This wasn’t my Olds but rather the vehicle I used in the winter and when I didn’t want to take the muscle car out. I was in my Lincoln Nautilus Black Label. Casper called it my old man SUV, but I liked it. It got me where I needed to go in the snow or when I wanted comfort over power. The SUV drove like a dream. It was also unassuming. No one thought a rock star would drive this.
Yet… I still hadn’t put it in gear. Or started it.
I sat in the driver’s seat with the garage door open and my eyes on the driveway outside. What I should have been doing was driving, but I still didn’t know what to say to Slater. Anger lived in me and warred with the need to check on him to make sure he was okay. After everything Dash said over a week ago, I’d thought about Slater a lot and what he must be going through. It didn’t mean he got a pass for what he’d said. That was why I’d taken so long to get to this point.
In my garage. Knowing I should just get there and get it over with.
This morning Flynn called to do a check-in and see where we were at. I told him we were working on new music but had nothing concrete yet. That wasn’t what he wanted to hear. The label had got on him about needing us in the studio to get our new album underway. I didn’t tell Flynn about my fight with Slater. All it would do was worry him, which he didn’t need. This wasn’t about the band. It was about my friendship with Slater.
The two of us wrote most of the songs. Dash would give us something now and then. Casper kept his lyrics to himself. The brief glimpse I got had tears forming in my eyes. I couldn’t imagine what the rest of his notebooks held. He wasn’t ready for the band to play those songs, for his heart to be exposed for the world to criticize. Maybe he never would be. If he didn’t want to play those for anyone but himself, that was his choice.
A knock on my window startled the fuck out of me. “What the hell?” I yelled.
Casper stood on the other side with a smirk. He opened the door, then wedged his broad body in the gap. “What are you doing?”
“Contemplating why I like you.”
“You don’t like me, you love me.”
“Are you fishing for a compliment, or is there a reason you tried to end my life early?”
He braced one arm on the door and the other over his head on the top of the SUV, muscles bulging, shirt pulled taut. I thought about licking his skin right over those gorgeous tattoos. “You don’t have to go.”
