Our moans tangle like our bodies.
His cock feels so good against mine.
I can see the V of his hips behind her, rolling, sweating, thrusting. He’s a pro, and he’s got so much stamina.
My release bubbles inside me as I watch and feel them. Sweat trickles down my forehead and chest and I try to focus on the water droplets. Anything to make this last a little longer, but Dylan is so distracting.
His cock slides against mine as Hazel shivers on us.
I clamp my eyes shut.
Keep going, Andrew. Keep going.
That only makes it worse. Somehow, without seeing them, I’m more aware of the pleasure, and somehow, feel an emptiness inside me that’s begging to be filled.
My hole clenches.
What would it be like to have Dylan filling me up? Pounding pleasure into me with every thrust of his chiseled hips? Would he hold me by the throat in the demanding yet gentle way he does Hazel?
Suddenly, Dylan isn’t my copilot. He’s not my coworker, and he’s not my best friend. He’s a sex God and I want him.
I can see him, grabbing my hips and sending his cock deep inside me, pulling my hair or kissing my shoulder the way he is with Hazel. Would I ride him? Or would he lean up to kiss me, deeply? Would he stroke me as my hips move on him?
“Shit,” I hiss.
“I’m so fucking close.”
My eyes snap open to see Hazel's eyes are half-lidded, blissfully.
“Me too,” Hazel whimpers.
“C-can you feel each other? Inside me?”
“Yes.”
My voice is a whisper because I’m using all my energy to keep my composure. The pleasure is up to my chest now, like an electric ball of heat.
“Does it feel good?”
“Yes!” Dylan groans behind Hazel, grabbing her hips tight and thrusting, wildly. His moans don’t stop. Hazel turns flush.
This is too much. I’m too close.
“Oh God,” I shout.
My release rushes through me like a tidal wave. All I can feel is pleasure. I can’t see, I can’t think, I can’t hear. Pleasure courses through my veins as Hazel’s orgasm shoots her into another world. Finally, Dylan growls, pulling out and releasing.
Like a chain reaction, we cum, one by one before collapsing in a sweaty heap, covered in each other cum. Within seconds, the three of us are in a deep sleep.