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Cash wasn’t stopping with a simple kiss either. His hand disappeared under Aarav’s long-sleeved cream shirt before undoing the three buttons at the top with his teeth so that he could nuzzle the base of Aarav’s throat. He stroked Aarav’s abs and up to his chest while his hips began to rock, rubbing his stiffening cock on Aarav’s thigh.

“Damn, you two are sexy.” Sola made sure they knew how much she admired the view. She allowed her moan to ring out when she slipped one finger between her legs to rub her clit.

Both men whipped their heavy gazes to her. As if by tacit understanding, Cash rolled off Aarav long enough for them to make their clothes vanish. And shortly, they were stretched out in front of her, all bronze skin and dark hair and hard cocks.

Instead of pouncing on her like they had every chance they’d gotten the past several weeks, they eyed each other. Cash smirked at Aarav. “I think your girlfriend likes this.”

Aarav chuckled at that, and she was glad he didn’t deny that they were more to each other than co-workers or fuck buddies. It was progress, although they’d never formally laid out exactly what their relationship status was. “Well then, why don’t we put on a show for her? Let her see what she can look forward to.”

Cash didn’t fuck around. He reached between Aarav’s legs and fisted his cock. Aarav took his cue and mirrored the other man, his fingers encircling the base of Cash’s erection. They examined each other, getting used to the similar yet different sensation of touching someone else’s body as intimately as their own.

Their cocks reflected their general stature. Aarav’s was thicker than Cash’s, but Cash was longer, same as he was taller. Both got the job done just fine. They sat facing each other, their legs knitted as they jerked each other off while leaning toward each other to continue refining the way their mouths came together. As they settled in, they grew bolder and less tentative, their exchange reminding Sola of the sparring matches she’d witnessed in the Shields’ gym. They tested each other, pushed the boundaries, and kept going when they realized they could handle the intense reaction they were inspiring in each other.

It was fascinating and beautiful to watch them discover this new facet of their relationship, and how they fit together as more than her accessories. Sola leaned back on the pillows and spread her legs wider, her hands wandering over her stomach and breasts, then back to her pussy.

And when a spurt of Aarav’s precome slicked Cash’s hand, she moaned, drawing their attention.

Aarav blinked, dazed, before glancing at her then down at Cash’s cock, which was fully aroused and flushed in Aarav’s grip. He licked his lips and Cash groaned.

“You want to blow him, don’t you?” Sola asked.

Aarav swallowed hard, then met Cash’s blazing gaze with a curt nod. “I’ve never done that before. I might suck at it.”

“That’s sort of the point.” Cash was as encouraging with Aarav’s passion as he’d been with hers. He accepted everything they gave him and soaked it up as if he’d been in an affection drought for most of his life, which she suspected was the truth. Although he had more physical experience than Aarav, she had a feeling this emotional bond was completely new, and slightly terrifying for him. “You can try anything you want with me. Go ahead.”

Cash lay back, propping himself up on his elbows so he didn’t miss a moment of Aarav shifting forward. Rather than open his mouth and slurp Cash’s cock to the base in a rush, he took it slow, appreciating every inch of Cash from his neck to his collarbones, across his lightly furred chest and down his flat stomach. The whole time, Aarav’s hands glided over Cash’s ripped arms and whatever else he could reach.

And when his lips finally grazed along the underside of Cash’s cock, which rested long and heavy on his belly, Cash cursed. But he still didn’t hurry Aarav, instead submitting to the unintentional torture as he learned his way around another man’s body.

Sola’s pussy clenched as Aarav extended his tongue and swiped from the base of Cash’s cock all the way to the tip, pausing to lap at the pearly fluid at the tip. Cash’s head fell back momentarily and he clutched the sheets as if to keep from framing Aarav’s head and using the grip to fuck his face.

“Damn, that feels good.” Cash’s voice was rougher now, strained as he held back and let Aarav play with him.

Sola couldn’t stop staring as Aarav lifted Cash’s cock and put it in his mouth for the first time, his throat flexing as he swallowed and sucked and fed himself inch after inch. Cash collapsed backward on the bed, silently begging the ceiling for the strength to hold out so Aarav could take his fill.

He surprised her when he flung his arm out and shackled her ankle, and even more when he yanked her toward him. “Aarav shouldn’t get to have all the fun. Come here and sit on my face.”

Sola put her hand on his shoulder to brace herself. “Wait, not like that. I want to see.”

She turned around so she was straddling Cash’s head but facing Aarav, who now bobbed slowly and steadily over Cash’s length.

Cash wrapped his arm around her waist, then pinned her to him, his mouth and nose first nuzzling her to accustom her to the vibrant sensations, only amplified by the vision Aarav made as he devoured Cash.

Cash laid the base of his palm on her mound and used his fingers to rub circles on her clit while his tongue mimicked the pace of Aarav’s mouth over his cock on her pussy. She had no idea how he was holding out, if what Aarav was doing to Cash felt half as good as what Cash was doing to her.

She clearly had the hair-trigger between the three of them. But how could she resist temptation when they were so damn fine and knew exactly how to please her?

Sola cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples as her hips grew restless, rocking her pussy over Cash’s mouth. Aarav looked up at her and met her gaze with Cash’s dick embedded in his mouth, so deep now it must have been in his throat.

A spasm wrung her pussy, slicking Cash’s face.

Aarav pulled off Cash only long enough to say, “You’re going to make her come, Cash. You’re so good at that.”

Cash grunted in response, double when Aarav sank over him once more, slipping his hand between Cash’s thighs to handle his balls. Cash planted his feet on the mattress and his hips fucked upward in sync with the thrusting of his tongue into her pussy.

And this time when Aarav looked back at her, watching another man feast on her while he went down on the guy, she couldn’t hold back.

Without warning, an orgasm washed over her, making her cry out. Cash pinned her and kept her steady as her entire body clenched and released. Aarav rose then, carefully straddling Cash so he could kiss her while she showed both men just how much she loved seeing them together. He tasted of musk and man and carnal possibilities.


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