I press my chest to Isaacs and kiss Luke over his shoulder.
“How does he taste?”
Luke smiles through sweat.
“Just as delicious as you.”
Luke kisses me again, deeper this time, and soon Isaac’s hips are bouncing between us. He wraps his arms around me and buries his face in my neck. I can feel his skin getting hotter as Luke’s face reddens.
They moan and growl and writhe as Luke slams his orgasm into Isaac. Like a chain reaction, Isaac slams into me one last time before he shivers in my arms and pulls out of me. He releases his orgasm through hot breaths and loud, guttural moans.
My legs feel like jello, my heart is beating hard, and my knees are aching, but Luke’s arms are meeting mine as we sandwich Isaac between us. Somehow, even with the aches, it’s perfect.