I was! I mean, who wouldn’t be? Then again I was too far gone for warnings. Too deep into what I was doing to care about acting sane or rational, as they began finishing inside me the way I’d always wanted them to.
YESSSS…
Tate ended up losing it first, spilling his hot seed deep in my womb as he scissored me from the side. My eyes rolled as I could feel him thumping and twitching inside me. That vaguely familiar sensation of being filled from within that I’d always found so satisfying, but hadn’t had in oh so very fucking long.
Way too long.
Sensing what happened, Jacob all but flung my legs over his shoulders and went next. In less than a dozen frantic thrusts he was losing it too — his face screwing tight with the blissful agony of his own climax as he pumped me even more full of hot, sticky seed.
Ohhhhh…
I totally loved it. Couldn’t get enough of it! Bringing a man off inside me was a satisfaction missing from my life that I hadn’t fully remembered until now. I reveled in the heat and wetness as Cole finished the circle, dragging me to the floor so he could really lay into me. I was out of breath when it finally happened. Thrashing my head left and right, as his hands went tight and his body went rigid and he began flooding me from within. Pulse after pulse I felt him, touching his face with my hands. I brought him down for a last kiss before we parted. Savored the feel of those lips against mine, before he finally withdrew.
Empty and throbbing, I rolled onto my stomach and propped myself onto my hands. Looking up at my three breathless lovers, I smiled dreamily.
“We should’ve been doing this for years.”
Thirty-Two
COLE
“Hop in,” I told her. “There’s plenty of room.”
Serena made a wry face, sticking her tongue out at me
as I held the blankets open for her. She slid in anyway, her lithe, feminine body wrapping eagerly around mine.
“It’s not every day I get invited into my own bed,” she teased.
“Yeah, well consider yourself lucky,” I smirked back at her. “I don’t just bring any girl in here.”
It had to be two o’clock in the morning, maybe even later. As a result of that we were whispering, even though the others were fast asleep a whole room away.
The night had been long, hot, crazy as hell. The three of us had been going at her again and again. Taking turns on her, between snacks and drinks and pretending to watch something on TV.
“Tired?”
Serena snuggled into me, purring like a contented kitten. Her body relaxing against mine was all the answer I needed.
“Well now we truly know who the night owls are,” I said.
The beautiful woman lying next to me chuckled. “You should cut them some slack,” she said. “They’ve had quite a busy week.”
“With you, I take it?”
She shrugged and gave me her prettiest ‘guilty-but-not-guilty smile’. One of her amazing legs slid upward, scissoring over my abdomen. Reaching down, I gave one globe of her hot, naked ass a strong, possessive squeeze.
“Tate and Jacob have been doing this for a while now, huh?”
Serena nodded sleepily against my chest. “Mmm-hmm. Why? Does it make you jealous?”
I thought for a moment. “No, actually. As much as I like you, it strangely doesn’t.”
Suddenly interested, she raised her head an inch. “Why?”
“I guess because they’re my friends,” I shrugged. “Besides, in a week or two I’m going to be living right downstairs. Then I can have this anytime I want.”
I squeezed that beautiful ass again, this time even harder. It was so warm and smooth. So round and perfect.