“Jet. Are you upset with me?” Her small hand squeezes mine, forcing my mind back to the present. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you earlier.” Her gaze flicks to Joel, and she juts out her chin a little. “To both of you. I’m so sorry.”
“I’m not mad,” Joel says, and his mouth turns up into a faint smile. “Are you, Jet?”
The thoughts bouncing around in my head blur, but… “Nah. Why should I be? It’s cute.”
“Really, you guys?” She’s blushing crimson now, but also smiling widely, and I pull her hand up to my mouth to kiss her palm.
Never had a girl secretly want me that much. This girl. Wanting me, and Joel, together. Man, I’m lucky.
“Oh, come here, you.” Candy scoots closer to me and kisses me. Her lips are soft and warm and the tension finally leaves my shoulders as her arms wind around my neck. I pull her onto my lap and kiss her back, tasting her mouth, nipping on her lower lip. My body hums with arousal, and I’m so hard I ache.
Oh yeah, damn lucky.
Joel’s arm around me tightens. “Fuck, yeah.” His fingers dig into my arm, his breath warms my neck. “I’ve been seeing reruns of last night in my head all day today.”
Candy breaks the kiss with me to turn and kiss Joel, and I lick my lips, savoring her sweetness, watching avidly as she wraps one arm around his neck and closes her eyes, moaning against his mouth.
“Want us?” I mutter, placing my hands on her waist, kissing her neck from behind, shifting my hips to let her feel my hard-on against her perfect ass. “Like last night?”
Her head falls back against my shoulder. “What about your headache?”
“Fuck the headache.” I thrust against her to show her I mean it. Big time. She turns toward me, finds my mouth again, slips her tongue inside, touches mine.
Mindblowing.
Joel leans back, rubbing himself through his briefs. “Fuck, I wanna watch you do her, Jet. Want that, Candy? Want me to watch you come on his cock?”
When she turns around fully with a wicked smile on her face and starts taking off my T-shirt, well… I guess that’s all the answer we need.
***
Things get a little hazy after I suit up, and she sinks down on my cock. I’m still coming to grips with the fact she came back, came to check on me, that she’s wanted us all along, and that she’s now riding me, her pretty tits bouncing in front of me.
Pressure is gathering fast behind my balls and in my dick. I gather her against my chest, needing to feel her closer, skin to skin, feel her tits and her belly and her whole body against mine as I rock up into her heat.
She found me. She came for me, helped me find a job, wants me, and it feels as if I was in pieces and I’m being put back together. I want to bury myself in her, I want her and Joel to surround me, crush me between them.
Let me know they won’t let me go.
She’s panting against my neck, our sweaty bodies sliding together. God, this is good. I like it soft. But can’t take it for long. I also need rough.
As if reading my mind, my need, probably because it echoes his own in a way, Joel reaches up and grabs a fistful of my hair, pulls my head back.
“Fuck her harder,” he hisses. “Make her come, man.”
The sharp sting in my skull spurs me on. His words send an electric bolt to my cock and grabbing her hips, I slam her down on my hard-on, faster and faster. She moans my name and clenches around my dick, all silken fire, and gasps as she comes, her nails leaving furrows down my back.
Oh shit. I fall back on the pillows and she rides me some more, her ponytail slipping over her shoulder to slap my chest as her pussy milks my dick, making it jerk with aftershocks.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe, my pulse beating in my temples, in my neck, in my dick, in my ass. My hands tighten on her hips. “I think I’m out of cum.”
She laughs, and that sends more shocks through my semi-hard cock. I groan, trying to keep her still. She’ll be the death of me.
A good death, though, all things considered.
“Ready for round two?” Joel says, his voice all low and raspy, and fuck if my dick doesn’t valiantly try to harden again.
She shifts off me, wincing a little, and I help her, hissing between my teeth as she lifts off my dick. “What do you have in mind?”