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“Fuck, you’re coming so hard, Emily.” He says, out of breath. “I can’t hold it any longer.”
Deacon thrusts into me, his cock bucking inside me, and my orgasm rips through me again.
Graham grips my head from either side and lifts it, watching my face closely as I orgasm.
“Damn it, Emily. You look so fucking pretty when you come.” He says as he rocks his cock against my clit and stomach in a steady motion. My eyes flutter open and shut, trying to gain any control, but ecstacy still has a full grip on my body. I see Graham’s face twist and a groan escape his lips, then he pulls me in tight to him as his body trembles below mine. I think about yelling for him to get inside me, but he’s already coming and I’m too lost in my own passion. I collapse into his chest, kissing the skin of his tight, firm pec.
I see Ben charging towards us out of the corner of my eye. Deacon pulls himself out of me.
“Keep coming for me, baby,” Ben commands. “I need to feel that pussy grip mine as I come in you.”
My heart starts racing again and I nod into Graham’s chest. I want that too. So badly. My greediness surprises me, but that thought quickly vanishes as Ben thrusts into me. I’m already so sensitive that every thrust is like an explosion through my body, a twinge of pain but a tidal wave of pleasure.
I dig my nails into Graham’s muscled arms as Ben pounds into me harder.
“You’re taking us so good, baby,” Graham whispers in my ear, and I cry out in response.
“Fuck, Emily,” Ben shouts in a voice that, in all my stupor, I can still recognize is probably too loud for where we are.
He slams one last time into me, and I feel his huge cock throb with his orgasm. The extra pressure carries me over an edge I didn’t even know I had and I cry in pleasure into Graham’s chest, as my core clenches Ben in turn.
After a moment, I release a long, satisfied sigh. And as my body starts to relax, my mind starts to turn on again.
For a long while, only the sounds of our panting fill the room.
“Whatwasthat?” I finally whisper. I’m not sure if I’m asking them, or myself. Or even what I’m asking at all. I just didn’t evenknow my body could do all that. I didn’t even know having all three of them was an option. And I definitely didn’t know that the three of us, usually perfectly professional, could devolve into fucking like damn animals in the library, of all places.
“Thatwas just the beginning.” Ben squeezes my ass as he pulls out of me.
An excited smile dances at the corner of my lips. The thought that we could do this again is just…
Knock. Knock.
I don’t get to finish that thought.
“Crap!” I hiss at them, scurrying off of Graham. I frantically try to find my clothes while the guys do the same.
“One second,” Deacon says as he buttons up his shirt. He’s the first to be ready, so he cracks open the door.
“Yep?” He says to whoever is on the other side.
“Uh, hi.” I hear a high-pitched feminine voice. “I was just waiting for you guys to be done with your study session because I had a couple of questions for you. But then it sounded like you guys were fighting so I waited…” She pauses. I recognize that voice. It’s Jessica. The woman I’ve always imagined one of them might pursue. My heart sinks a little at the reminder, but hey, at least it’s not the cops. “Um, yeah.” She continues when Deacon says nothing. “But it sounded quieter so I just knocked.”
“What’s your question, Jessica?” Deacon says with a clip of impatience. “We’re just finishing an intense study session and I’d like to get back to it.”
“Oh, well. It wasn’t just one question. I wanted to pick your guys’ brains about last week’s class.”
Pick their brains. Mm hm. That’s one way to try to say it.
“Sorry, we’re pretty busy with our own stuff. Do you know who takes really good notes? Michael. I bet he’d love to help you.”
“Michael Steed?” She says with disgust. Michael Steed is one of the smartest guys in our class, not sure why she says his name with such resentment. Probably because he’s not as drop-dead gorgeous as the Sweet brothers, but that also covers about everyone else on the entire planet.
“Yep, Emily was just making a truly amazing point. So if you don’t mind, I’m going to get back to her.” He nods at her as she makes little sounds of objection, but he closes the door.
“She thought we were fighting,” he grins and pulls me into a hug. I savor the affection, even though I know I shouldn’t. “I should have told her, yes, we were. Fighting over your pussy.”
“Now just try not to walk out of here with a limp, and I think we’ll get away with this one.” Ben takes my hand and kisses it.
