In response, Adam just pressed his growing erection against my ass. He said nothing. He didn’t push his hand down further. He just thrust his hips against my butt as if that would make me give in. I clenched my thighs together, resisting the urge.
“Cam’s asleep,” I murmured. I didn’t move to stop him. But . . . “I need you to believe me when I say I didn’t do this.” That made Adam stop. I blew out a breath. “If this is where we’re going, I don’t want to face you laying the blame on me.”
“I’m not blaming you,” he whispered into my ear. “I know you didn’t do it. I just want to fix it now.”
“Sex fixes it?”
“I don’t know how to fix it,” he said, sounding unsure. “I just don’t want to sit alone in my bed, and I can’t lay next to you without touching you.” The hand that toyed with my breast stopped. “But if you don’t want me to, say so.”
I should have. I shouldn’t have been so willing to fall into bed with him after all of that. Instead, I pushed the hand that was still on my stomach downward. Adam made a pleased noise and slipped his hand under my panties. His mouth fell on the back of my neck, his teeth scraping against my skin. It was a contrast to his fingers gently tracing over the line of my outer lips.
I arched my leg up and over Cameron’s thigh, giving Adam better access to me—something he took advantage of immediately. He didn’t hesitate to find my clit. His fingers stroked me with a surety that had me arching with the movements of his hand.
It drew a moan from me, something that was loud enough to wake Cam. He shifted onto his side, his hand finding my knee so he could fit between my thighs. Unfortunately, when he thrust his hips against mine, he ended up just rubbing against the back of Adam’s hand.
“I don’t want to touch your dick,” Adam huffed behind me. He didn’t pull his hand from my panties. “Back up.”
Cameron made a sleepy protest, pulling back a little. “I thought I was dreaming.”
“It’s okay,” I whispered to him. I didn’t let him pull away. I pressed my hand against the slight rise in his boxers. “I want to touch your dick.”
Cam hummed sleepily, but didn’t seem to get what we were doing until I wrapped my hand around his cock. He caught my hand. “What time is it?”
“It doesn’t matter, just go with it,” Adam muttered against my skin. “You can sleep when we’re done.”
Cam grunted and tilted my head back, kissing me lazily. There was a slight staleness to the taste of him, but I didn’t let it deter me. The more my hand stroked him, the more he woke up and the more eager he became. I did my best to match the pace that Adam set. His fingers circled my clit at a leisurely pace.
There was nothing hurried about this, which was a relief until it stoked the need for more. I pushed my hand into Cam’s boxers. He pulled away from my lips and groaned low. It went right through me.
“If it’s gonna be both of us, get her ready back here,” Adam instructed, his voice smothered slightly by my shoulder. “I don’t want to rush, but I don’t have the patience to let you do all the shit you like to do.”
“If you’re making me get the back door ready for entry, that’s where I’m going in,” Cam said huskily. He pulled away. I couldn’t see his face, but his breath brushed against me. “Is that okay with you?”
I nodded, then whispered, “I want it.”
“Let’s turn you around then,” Cameron murmured.
Adam was the only one that hesitated. Then his hand pulled away from my panties. He didn’t urge me to roll over at first. He rushed me out of my clothes. My shirt went to the floor, and as I turned to face Adam, hands pushed my panties down my hips and thighs. It made things fast-forward from there.
The laziness was forgotten. Fingers spread me, finding my clit to circle with a sudden urgency that forced a spasm through me. I curled toward Adam, gasping for breath as he kept teasing that bit of me.
It distracted me from the slick fingers that spread my butt cheeks; it kept me from tensing at the pressure that Cameron put on the ring of muscles. But as soon as his finger piercedme, I couldn’t resist the need to clench. I wanted more than just fingers in me. It made me need more. I didn’t have Cam’s patience.
I wrapped my arms around Adam’s shoulders and pulled him closer. He quickened the pace that he was stroking me, letting me kiss him without getting distracted. I used his mouth to smother my moans, trying to encourage him to do more. More damp fingers thrust into my ass, seeming to take the hint.
Or maybe Cam was in the same boat as I was. “Pass me a condom,” he murmured behind me.
Adam pulled away from me. “You’re moving too fast,” he protested, leaning against me. He didn’t go for the condoms. “You can’t just ram right in back there.”
“You’re not even in her,” Cam said louder. “How can you tell how ready she is? I’ve got to work in the morning. As much as I’d like to spend the entire night fucking her, it’s not something that I can do.”
“I’ve got to work tomorrow too,” I said, trying to redirect their attention back to what we were doing. “I don’t want to rush either, but going back and forth like this is going to make me impatient.”
Adam made an irritated noise. He turned away from me for a moment, his hand pulling from between my thighs. “Fine,” he huffed. “Let’s just ignore what I was trying to do.”
He settled back down against me, though he didn’t immediately go back to stroking me. He just pressed his fingers into my pussy so he could gauge the wetness from there. It shot a sharp shock of pleasure right through me, making me buck and upsetting the rhythm that Cam had set into my ass. It drew a cry out of me, and that apparently satisfied him.
Adam’s fingers pulled out of me, and the head of his cock immediately pressed against my entrance. He took a breath, then grunted as he slowly eased into me. He didn’t rush tobottom out. He hooked a hand under my knee and pulled my leg up and over his hip. It eased him deeper into me.