It was more than I could take, feeling her body shake with so much pleasure and feeling her come coating my shaft and balls. I thrust deep and buried myself there, coming with a wild shout. Not even a second later, I felt Reagan’s thighs shake as August slammed deep one more time and came in her ass.
My dick shot jet after jet of come inside of Reagan, filling her with it until it spilled out. I saw it and groaned her name, feeling like an animal because the sight of her marked with my seed made me want to do it all over again.
August slowly lowered her thigh and hooked his hand over, finding her clit easily and stroking her to another, smaller orgasm before collapsing onto his back. I slowly pulled out of Reagan and followed suit, falling back on my back, chest still heaving. I kept my hand on her back and felt August stroking her shoulders a minute later.
I tried to gather the energy to check in with Reagan but when her breathing deepened and leveled out, I couldn’t help but smile. She was out hard.
August chuckled quietly and lifted his head to look over at me. “This is what they mean when they talk about marriage material, right?”
I grunted and fist bumped him. Respectfully. “Fuck, yes. Call the judge. I’ll do it right now.”
He rolled onto his side and carefully pulled Reagan into his chest. “Been thinking about this for a long time.”
He didn’t have to clarify that he meant holding her and not fucking her. Within seconds of getting his arm around her, he was snoring softly into her hair.
I rolled over and wrapped my arm around her, careful not to hit August. Leaning forward, I pressed a kiss to Reagan’s forehead and smiled when she reached out and wrapped her arm around me. With a little grunt, she was out again. Feeling content in more ways than sexual, I rested my head next to hers and found myself falling asleep faster than ever.