Not that I’d ever admit it.
Even with West climbing on the bed across from me, buck naked, that strong body rippling with muscles, blue eyes fixed on Kash.
Yeah, not looking. Not getting excited about having these two guys in bed with me… okay, I am.
And then Syd climbs beside me, and my mouth waters in appreciation just as my dick twitches. “You’ve taken things in your hands, huh?” Syd whispers, sliding her arm around me.
“Yeah. Though, I know what I’ll be taking in my hands next,” I mutter, eyes on her tits. I’m looking down at them and have a great view on the soft mounds rising above the towel, and the dark valley between them.
“So what are you waiting for?” Kash mutters, watching us from where he’s lying on the bed, eyes dark with lust. He’s propped himself up on one elbow, and he’s cupping his hard-on through his jeans with the other.
Goddammit, another growl leaves my throat. These people drive me crazy with lust. “West, why don’t you jack him off while I take care of Syd here? I don’t want him to feel left out.”
“Oh shut up, Nate, you—” Kash groans when West slides an arm around him, the other one landing in Kash’s lap. “Fuck…”
“If you ask nicely,” West mutters, a wicked gleam in his blue eyes as he kneads Kash’s hard dick through the denim. He trails his mouth on Kash’s arched neck, and Sydney trembles against me, her bright eyes riveted to the two of them.
“Whatcha want, girl?” I breathe in her ear, and finally put my hands on her soft tits. They fill my palms, her nipples diamond-hard, and her breath catches. She winds her arms around my neck and brushes her mouth over mine. “Who do you want?”
“All of you,” she whispers back, and before her reply scared me and confused me, but now it makes me happy.
Happy, and horny. Then again, that’s my usual state these days. Living with my favorite people, my favorite sexy people, does that to me, and I’m fine with it.
And so hard. They make me so fucking hard, all the time.
Sydney straddles me, moaning against my lips, grinding on top of my hard dick, and I haul her against me, tearing off her towel completely. Then I rip off my T-shirt, too, cuz I need to feel her warm skin against mine, her plush curves against my chest.
She feels so good. Perfect. She smells of flowers and sugar and excited girl. I groan and rock up, my dick trying to push through the fabric and get inside her heat, but I keep getting distracted by Kash and West, because the fuckers are kissing, not waiting for my instructions.
Syd notices, too, and moans, biting into my shoulder to muffle the sound. It vibrates through my body, down to my dick that weeps and swells more in my pants.
“Shall we join them?” I pull her with regret off my dick and between Kash’s spread legs. She smiles at me and tugs Kash’s hand off his crotch to undo his zipper.
But I’m still, fascinated by the kiss he’s sharing with my best friend.
I mean… I love them al
l. They’re my family, and my lovers. But I’ve known West the longest, and the sight of that familiar handsome face, those familiar strong hands cupping Kash’s jaw as they kiss the hell out of each other, it’s just fucking hot.
They both went through so much, they’re both so damn strong.
As is my girl who’s kneeling all red curls and pale skin and her heart on her face. She believed in us long before any of us could even imagine being like this, here, with her. With one another.
West grunts, his hand sliding up to tangle in Kash’s silvery hair, as Sydney manages to open his pants wide enough to free his cock.
Kash makes a strangled noise as she bends down to take him in her mouth, and the sight of her pink lips wrapped around his flushed cock is too much. Quickly I push down my own pants to grab my dick and stroke furiously.
Of course West’s gaze strays to me, then down to Syd and shudders. He breaks the kiss to grab my arm and haul me against him. “What are you waiting for?”
“I’m enjoying this,” I inform him.
Enjoying every fucking second of it. Taking my time. Watching Kash’s body tensing, one hand braced on the bed behind him, the other landing on Syd’s head, his eyes closing.
Watching the hunger grow in West’s eyes like a bleeding red sunset.
A flush is spreading over Syd’s cheeks, her neck and perfect tits. She has a hand on Kash’s hard stomach. The muscles in his thighs are all bunched up. He’s close.
“Slow down.” I stroke my knuckles down Syd’s silky cheek and she pulls back, giving Kash’s cock one last long lick that has him squirming and panting. “We’ve only just started.”