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I continue to hold her in place when I notice Henry moisten a finger. I know what he’s going for and have been wondering myself how she would react to a little ass play.
I can’t see exactly what Henry’s doing from where I’m sitting, but on the other hand I don’t need to. He slows his pumping and a second later, Amalia’s head bucks up and she groans through her gritted teeth.
“Relax, baby,” I whisper. “Relax. It’ll feel good in a second.”
She grimaces again and after a minute, her face softens.
I’m not even the one fucking her and I have a hard-on so big, it hurts. In fact, I release her arms to open my pants. I couldn’t leave my cock in there another moment or I might start crying from the pain.
With her arms free, Amalia falls into me, pressing her lips to mine. The whole scene is crazy, with Henry filling her ass and pussy while I’m stroking my dick and kissing her at the same time. Out of the corner of my eye I see Wyatt’s joined us on the sofa, having conveniently placed his own erection in her hand.
Yeah, she’s getting a pretty good workout.
As sappy as it sounds, I want this moment to last forever. Maybe not in this same configuration, but we three guys are enjoying the hell out of Amalia and from the sound of her moans, she’s enjoying us as well.
Amalia comes again for the umpteenth time, and just as I feel my own eruption arriving, I tilt her face to look down.
“Watch me come, baby. Watch what you do to me. Whatch my cum.”
She looks just in time to see me explode like a freaking fire hose. I stroke myself until I’m dry and from behind her, Henry hollers with his own orgasm.
And we’re still not done.
She collapses onto the sofa next to me and resumes stroking Wyatt. His eyes squeeze shut and with a deafening groan, he explodes, aiming to spill his cum all over her tits.
Fucking hot.
This woman is wrecking me. She’s wrecking all of us. We collapse in Wyatt’s living room, catching our breath without speaking a word, all lost in our own thoughts about the events that just took place, replaying them in our minds, the perfection of them, and how great it will be to do it all over again, sometime soon.
Amalia slowly pushes herself to her feet and, bending toward me, takes my chin in her thumb and forefinger and kisses me.
“I’m taking a bath. Feel free to bring me a piece of Lickin Chickin, if it ever gets here.”
She saunters off to the bathroom just as the lobby doorbell rings. None of us guys seem able to move, but when the delivery person rings again, I push myself to my feet to collect our order.
Truth is, I’m fucking starving, and also love the idea of bringing Amalie a chicken leg or two while she soaks in a nice bubble bath.
44
AMALIA
I wakethis morning at Wyatt’s place to hear the guys talking in the kitchen, and I yank on my clothes. I have barely enough time to run by my apartment, change, and get to work for the dreaded Monday morning Empire Ink Press meeting.
But first things first. I want to eavesdrop on the guys.
“Look, Levi,” Wyatt says. “I mean this in the best possible way, but your books are snoozers. I literally read them when I want to fall asleep at night.”
Oh my God. He did not just say that. I’m inclined to agree, that’s how much I dig Levi’s style of writing. But I would neversaythat to him. Geez.
“Thanks, man,” Levi snaps. “Good to know what my oldest friend thinks of all my hard work.”
Henry snickers.
Wyatt groans. “See now, you take things too personally. Like that asshole book critic Julius what’s-his-name. Why do you care about what he has to say about you?”
I join everyone in the kitchen. Hot damn if my three men aren’t something special with their bed head hair and sleepy faces, like three grown boy-men. I stifle a laugh before they discover me, and comb my fingers through my hair—at least I’ll look a little more put-together than they do.
Yes, they are indeed a sight to behold. If only I didn’t have to go into the office, I’d stay here and look at them all day long.
