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Layla shivers in my arms, her lashes beginning to flutter a bit. Damn, I don’t think she’ll be out much longer. Fucking her harder, I lift her leg a little higher to give Tyler more space. Shrugging, he wiggles down until his face is level with our hips to suck on her clit.
“Oh, oh fuck,” she gasps, her eyes opening to look up at me.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m doing, Baby Girl. Now come for me like the good, sleepy girl that you are,” I growl as I kiss her.
Swallowing her cries as her walls start to convulse around me, I feel the exact moment when she explodes around me.
“God, yes, Layla,” I yell as my hips start to lose their rhythm. Her breasts bounce as I fuck her, and her pupils are blown. She looks so damn perfect as I paint the walls of her pussy with my cum.
“I love you, Draven,” she gasps, her body still shaking with aftershocks.
My lips curl into the widest smile as I blink hard. I know I joked about fucking her into this, but I didn’t think it would really happen.
“You really mean it, Lovely?” I ask, hitching her leg over mine. Looking down at her as her chest heaves, my heart starts to beat faster as she looks over her shoulder at me and nods.
“Yes,” she rasps. “I wanted to tell you for awhile, but?—”
“But what?” I ask her, searching her gaze for answers. Tyler lays back on his pillow, watching closely as he licks his lips. I wouldn’t want her cum to go to waste either.
“I was waiting for the right moment,” Layla confesses. “Waking up to your cock inside of me, seconds away from coming all over it seemed like the perfect time.”
Barking out a laugh as my eyes get suspiciously wet, I nod. “Yes, it sounds like it,” I tell her. “I love you so much. I want to wake up to you every day, and fuck you into submission every night.”
“It doesn’t sound like a bad life, I vote that you take that proposal seriously,” Atlas laughs.
Gently pulling my cock out of her perfect, pink pussy, I turn her in my arms. “What do you think?” I tease her.
“I think I need more of the being fucked into submission part.” She grins wickedly, kissing me hard and sucking on my tongue. Groaning, my hands squeeze her ass before spanking a cheek hard.
“Go on then, Baby. Go ride Atlas,” I tell her. Layla sits up, crawling over my body as she pushes him to lay down.
“Be a good boy for me and let me do all of the work,” she demands. Fuck, I think she’ll be a lot of fun as she learns all of her kinks both in and out of the bedroom. My cock twitches as if in agreement, making me smirk.
“I’m always a good boy, Baby Girl,” Atlas groans. Mav chuckles, doing him a solid by yanking down Atlas’s sweatpants. His cock pops out proudly, making Layla lick her lips.
Swirling her tongue over his crown first, Layla moans before she wraps her lips around his dick and sucks.
“Fuck,” Atlas groans. It sounds like the beginning of a prayer. I know they’ve danced around having sex, and I watch them, knowing it’ll be incredible. “You can suck my cock like your favorite ice cream cone another time, Baby Girl. I want you to ride me.”
Crawling up his body, Layla straddles him on her knees, dragging his cock up her core. Her head falls back as she bumps her clit with Atlas’s thick head over and over, until she shudders and sinks down on his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Atlas screams, his hips bucking up as his eyes roll. Layla is on the edge of her next orgasm, and I watch them closely. Tyler tosses Mav the lube as Mav moves to cradle Layla against him, and I know it’s going to be an orgasm filled night.
Fuck it, we’ll take a nap tomorrow, right?
I’m very glad we’re in this cottage far across from Lennon’s house so no one will hear Layla’s screams as Mav preps her ass with lube and his fingers before slowly filling it with his cock.It took us a while to get here, but the journey is fully worth navigating with her. I’ll gladly follow her anywhere.
Thirty-One
THREE YEARS LATER
LAYLA
My hand sits on my stomach as I look out at the dreary sky. It’s January in Los Angeles and I am on my way to make some arrangements for my father. When he was institutionalized, Jordan had him moved closer to where he lives. Now that my uncle lives full time in Chicago, it’s a hike to come visit my dad.
Tyler puts his hand on mine as he drives, squeezing it. “Are you going to be okay, Little Flower?” he asks softly.
I haven’t been out here in over two years, not since the day I told Dad that I was engaged. I didn’t tell him it was to four men, but he confused me for Lennon and started screaming at me.
