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She smiles up at me.
“Come here.” I help her to her feet, and take off her bra fully, which is dangling by the straps on her forearm, then hold her hand as she steps out of her panties. I give her another kiss before I pat her ass. “On the couch. Michael’s turn. And you don’t have to be quiet for this.”
She gives me a wide smile. “Thank god.”
When Danielle climbs up onto the couch on all fours to position herself on either side of Michael’s legs, I ditch my pants and move in behind her. Skimming my hand down over the curve of her spine, I stroke between her ass cheeks. She’s bent over Michael, pulling him out of his pants, but she pauses long enough to arch her ass to me in invitation.
“Shift around, Doc,” Crew says, watching us with rapt attention from where he’s sunk back onto the couch. “I can’t see her pussy.”
“Great fucking idea, McNeill.” I grab her hips and pull her to the side and Michael scoots over, underneath her. “How’s your angle? Can you see better now?” I ease her legs apart and lean back so he can get a good view of my finger stroking up and down, not entering her but teasing, light contact.
“That’s perfect, Boss.”
It’s my turn to take a step back.
I’ve had Danielle to myself in bed the last three nights (even if Crew was technically in the bed) so this is my peace offering to McNeill. He has shifted back onto the couch, his legs stretched out. “Danielle, get between Crew’s legs, facing him.”
Hughes usually lets me and Crew dominate the choreography when we’re in bed, but I’m hyper aware of this new dynamic now that we’re living together, and that Danielle didn’t go to Decatur with Michael. I almost want to compensate him for that fact, so I make eye contact with him. “If that’s cool with you?”
He nods. “Cool with me as long as I can fuck our girl.”
“That’s the plan,” I tell him. “Fuck her nice and good.”
“Like this?” Danielle asks me, seeking approval.
Her knees are between Crew’s thighs, and her arms are on either side of his waist.
“Perfect, baby. Give Crew a kiss and lift that ass for Michael.”
The position allows Michael to move in behind her. He squeezes her ass cheeks hard, kneading them. Then he thrusts inside her. She’s so wet that he slides in easily.
Danielle gives a low moan into Crew’s mouth.
He has his fists in her hair, holding her tight against him so she can’t move, allowing her the full feel of Michael’s cock moving inside her.
I watch, my own cock throbbing, loving every second of her pleasure. Danielle comes alive with us, and I’ll never get tired of seeing her lose herself in the moment. She breaks almost immediately, so turned on by blowing Crew and me both that she was already on edge. I know what Hughes is experiencing. Her pussy will be milking his cock right now, a tight wet fist.
The look on his face proves me right. He’s swearing under his breath, gripping her ass so hard her skin has splotchy palm prints appearing.
Danielle has turned her head from Crew so she can cry out. “Fuck, yes, Michael,yes.”
Crew takes the opportunity to pull her nipple into his mouth, which makes her shudder in pleasure.
Michael looks like he’s hanging on by a thread, his pounding hard and fast, pent-up frustration releasing. I’m guessing he’s fucking away the tension and worry of the last few days.
His explosion is tight, controlled, quiet. His eyes are closed and when he pulls away, he opens them and drags in a deep breath. He shifts over and tells me, “Make her give us another.”
That’s the only invitation I need.
I’m behind her, and then I’m balls deep in Danielle.
Being on the back end of another guy coming in a woman was something I’d never experienced until Danielle, and when we first got together, I shoved it out of my head, not willing to think hard on the logistics of it. But now I’ve learned there’s something hot as hell about knowing she needs all of us, that we all need to come inside her, giving her exactly what she wants.
She’s trembling beneath me, her back covered in goosebumps and a flush of pink. Her moans have turned into one long exclamation of ecstasy, and her arms are shaking.
“That’s it,” Crew coaxes her, playing with her nipples. “You’re almost there. We need another one, pretty girl. Come on Boss’s cock, for us.”
For us.
