Cash chuckled, though his amusement seemed strained, making Aarav aware that even he had his limits.
Aarav dusted stray wisps of hair from her face and said, “Yeah. I want to see you do that for him. For us both. I could never get tired of watching and knowing we’re making you feel good. Go ahead, Sola. Fly.”
She did, arching in his hold even as Cash sped up his pace, plowing into her with strokes that joined them completely before retreating so far Aarav was shocked he didn’t fall out. He kept drilling into her relentlessly as Sola fisted the sheets and her honed muscles stood out in relief beneath her creamy skin. She screamed her relief.
Aarav figured he’d be heading for the bathroom soon to finish what she had started. But when she finally opened her eyes, she pouted at Cash, who was flushed and clenching his jaw, before accusing, “You didn’t come with me.”
Cash grinned, something fierce and wicked and so damn sexy Aarav felt a flare of attraction race through every nerve ending in his body. “Not yet. Let’s go, Aarav.”
11
Sola had known her friends were ridiculously satisfied with their relationships, especially Kennedy and Laurel, who had a pair of boyfriends each. But she was going to rip them a new one next time they hung out for not explaining to her precisely how incredible it was to be the subject of the attention of two potent, virile men.
Aarav alone was enough to give her a heart attack if she wasn’t careful. But this…
Her bones had liquefied several orgasms ago, and yet there they were, side by side, staring at her like dogs eying a juicy steak they fully intended to devour.
She might not survive long enough to give her friends hell.
“How should we do this?” Aarav looked over at Cash. The time for taking turns seemed to have come to an end since both men were sporting massive erections that Sola was greedy enough to crave even after everything they’d already given her.
“Get on your back.” Cash gave Aarav a gentle shove, knocking him into place. He hadn’t stopped bouncing before he reached for her and drew her over him like a blanket. She didn’t even have enough functioning brain cells left to care that she was essentially boneless as she draped over his torso, lighting up every place that they came into contact.
He kissed the side of her face and whispered sweet things to her as Cash settled behind them, between both of their splayed legs. He wrapped her hair around his fist and used the hold to pull her head back, exposing her neck to Aarav. He didn’t hesitate, the two men now working in tandem without having to say much.
Sola hoped Aarav realized that while she’d sleep with plenty of people, there weren’t many men she’d allow to put their teeth so close to her jugular. She trusted him, had faith in him, and—yes—loved him. Cash certainly understood and played them both expertly, bringing them closer even if his own future with them was uncertain.
“You ready for the grand finale?” Cash murmured in her ear.
When she nodded—as much as she could, given his grip—he released her, instead taking hold of her hips. His wide hands spanned her waist, lifting her so that Aarav could adjust himself and when Cash settled her back down, she sheathed Aarav in a single effortless motion. Maybe there was something to his theory about taking it slow.
Sola planted her palms on Aarav’s chest and followed her instincts, working him as best she could. Now it was her turn to experience Cash’s palm warming her ass and she didn’t mind it in the least. When his fingers slipped into her crack, she knew he meant for both of them to take her at once. Him in her ass, while Aarav filled her pussy.
And she wasn’t complaining.
So it surprised her when Aarav cleared his throat. “Are you planning to do what I think you are?”
Sola wondered if that grossed him out. She should have known better.
“Yeah. Why? You want to try it? We can switch places.” Cash was a generous and skilled lover.
“No. I want to do something else. Something I heard James talking about.” Oh boy. Who only knew what ideas James had put in Aarav’s head? He was certainly one of the advanced operators Aarav had called sexperts earlier.
“What?” she asked him, wanting to give him his dreams after he’d fulfilled so many of hers.
“Can we both… I mean, can he join me? Will it hurt you?” Aarav looked to Cash then, and Sola was certain that if the other man refused, Aarav wouldn’t argue.
Cash glanced at Sola and shrugged one shoulder. “I’m game if you are. If it’s uncomfortable, we’ll stop and try my way.”
“Son of a bitch, Aarav.” Sola quaked over him, her desire instantly rekindled.
“You don’t have to. It just sounded, uh, like the women enjoyed it.” Aarav cursed, then came clean. “And the men too. James and Marcus were talking about how it felt with Neil and Knox’s cocks rubbing theirs while they were buried in their women.”
“Less talking. More action.” Cash had clearly reached the end of his very, very long rope.
“I couldn’t possibly be wetter or more prepared. Your forty-five minutes passed at least ten lifetimes ago.” Sola figured they’d been at it for hours. It was going to take something with some edge to get her off again. And she found that although she’d already come more times than she could count, she desperately wanted the three of them to reach this final peak together, no matter how unlikely that was.
“You promise to tell us if it hurts?” Aarav held her still until she nodded.