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“Please don’t stop please don’t stop,” I chant, terrified that he’ll pull away at the last minute and I’ll lose this. I’m losing control of my body. I can’t stop my back from arching, my toes from curling. Sweat is building at the nape of my neck and dribbling down my back. I feel like a spring getting steadily wound up.
Josh doesn’t stop. He pushes forward and just eats me out harder, roughing his tongue over me again and again, as Zack tightens his arms around me, holding me in place.
My steady gasps turn into a cry as my release suddenly hits me, like a star bursting in my chest. My eyes fly wide open, and I cling to Josh’s shoulders, gasping and choking as he licks me through it, groaning into me. Zack holds me tight, kissing up and down my throat as I shudder between the men.
Eventually, the pangs of pleasure dissolve away, and I slump back against Zack’s chest, trying to catch my breath. I’m shaking and damp with sweat.
I feel vulnerable. Naked. Peeled open. All at once, I know exactly why I’ve never come with a guy before. It had nothing to do with how bad or good they were in bed. It was to do with me. I was too scared. I’ve never trusted a guy enough to lower my defences before.
I stare down at Josh wide-eyed, breathing hard. What we just did feels like the most intimate moment of my life, and I’m still reeling from it.Josh looks back up at me, his face wet, his dark eyes burning into mine. He looks so hot that I can’t stop myself from kissing him again. I can taste myself on him, hot and sharp, and for some reason, that just turns me on even more. I slide off the couch and into his lap, rubbing my chest up against his, frustrated that he’s still wearing a shirt. My fingers fumble over his buttons as I try to tear it off him. He just gathers me even closer, kissing me back with so much passion that I feel like I’m being set on fire.
“Thank you,” I say between kisses. He strokes his hand down the back of my neck —
A big arm cuts between us. I look up into Zack’s bright blue eyes. He smiles at me hungrily, pulling me out of Josh’s arms and wrapping me up in his own. “It’s my turn, I think.”
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TWENTY-FOUR
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ZACK
Layla just looks at me, her chest rising and falling in little pants, and for a moment, everything else falls away. I’ve never seen her like this — so soft and pliable. A feeling I haven’t felt in a long time starts to grow in my chest.
Shaking my head, I push the emotion back and wrap my arms around her, lifting her right off her feet. She swears as I start to carry her out of the lounge and towards my bedroom.
“What are you doing, you Neanderthal?” She shouts, trying to kick my legs. “Put me down. You can’t just carry people!”
I throw my head back and laugh so hard I almost drop her. “I bloody love you,” I say, and she snaps her mouth shut. “You deserve a bed.”
“How romantic of you,” she says drily by my ear. “Didn’t you talk about banging a woman on her kitchen table the other day?” Her voice is light, but I can hear the desire in it. The image of her, all naked and flushed and wet on our dinner table flashes before my eyes.
I give her bum a little slap. “Next time. I’m trying to be a gentleman.”
“You said I should tell you what I want,” she points out as I kick open my bedroom door. “I don’t want a gentleman.”
I dip my head and nip at her cheek as we push inside my bedroom. I keep it pretty empty — just a bed, a guitar, and my sound system. Heading for the bed, I toss Layla down onto the pillows and climb on top of her for a kiss. Her warm skin slides over mine as she shunts up her hips, rubbing against my thigh. I have to bite back a growl. I’ve been painfully hard ever since she took her top off.
“What do you want?” I ask, kissing the corner of her mouth.
“You,” she orders, wrapping her legs around my hips like she’s trying to pull me inside her. “Now, please.”
“Aight.” I give her cheek one last kiss, then pull back, sliding off the bed. Josh comes and helps Layla sit up. He’s shucked off his shirt and pants now, and is just standing in his boxers. As I watch, he climbs onto the bed behind Layla, his back against the headboard, and pulls her against his chest. When she’s settled comfortably against him, he leans over to open a drawer in my bedside cabinet, tossing a little foil packet to me. I catch it easily with one hand as I strip. My dick is so hard it springs free of my boxers, flushed and stiff. I wince as I roll the condom on, watching as Josh cups Layla’s cheek and pulls their mouths together.
It’s been forever since me and Josh shared a girl. Even longer since Luke joined in, too. Don’t get me wrong, I love a bit of one-on-one time — but everything is so much better when we do this together. Josh is kissing her good, really turning her on as his hands rove over her chest, grabbing handfuls of her breasts, stroking down to her stomach. Layla’s whole body is shivering with every movement of his mouth against hers.
If she and I were alone, I wouldn’t get to see that. I’d be too busy focussing on getting her off to notice the way her body is slowly tensing, or her fingers are gripping my bed sheets. When you’re sharing a girl, you get to watch them getting turned on. You get to overwhelm them and watch them fall apart.
I stand, positioning myself between her legs. Carefully, I touch her pink, glistening sex, parting her warm lower lips. She’s gorgeous. Layla immediately pulls away from Josh and peers up at me, her eyes fixed on my dick.
“Come on,” she orders. “Now.”
Instead of doing as she says, I roll my hips, rubbing my hard-on up and down her folds, getting myself nice and wet with her juices. The latex rubber sticks to her puffy, sensitive skin, making her choke and writhe in Josh’s arms. He strokes her shoulder like he’s trying to soothe her.
I tease her for a bit, tracing my tip up and down her slit, pushing slightly into her entrance. She snaps her legs shut, holding me in place with her thighs. “Zack,” she swears. “Now, please.”
“Alright, lass.” I finally line myself up and push slowly inside her. God, she’s so tight. Tight and soft and blazing hot. As I ease into her, I feel her throbbing, slick walls resist and then relax to take me. When I finally bottom out, she flops her head back against Josh’s shoulder, her mouth falling open. It’s almost painful not to move, but I stay still, stroking her thigh until she nods.
