Page 130 of Veil of Lies

Stella wiggled a little harder against my cock and I barely stifled a groan.

“Brax?” she murmured sleepily.

He threw me a triumphant grin. “I’m here, princess.”

“Oh good, I thought you might have left me.”

“He wouldn’t have dared,” I said in her ear. “I’d have castrated him on your behalf.”

“In your fucking dreams,” Brax scoffed. He pulled Stella from my arms and kissed her while I propped myself up on one arm and enjoyed the show.

If he felt like fucking her again, I was down for watching. I’d rather be inside her, but I could share.

“Err much as I’d love to join the party, we’re running late. Checkout is in 45 minutes,” Quinn announced dryly from the doorway.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Brax muttered as Stella groaned.

I decided to take advantage of his temporary loss of focus.

“Come on, sweetheart, let’s get you in the shower.” Before she could protest, I scooped her up bridal-style and shot into the bathroom.

“Put me down, I have legs!” she giggled. “And I need to pee!”

“Pee while I’m in the shower.”

“I can’t, I get performance anxiety.”

“Well tough, I’m not leaving.” I turned away to give her some semblance of privacy and after a few minutes, she managed to pee.

Honestly, I had no clue why girls got so stressed about shit like that. I had no issue peeing in front of people. A quick flash of my junk and they were usually too in awe to care what I was doing with it. What can I say? If you’ve got it, flaunt it.

The toilet flushed and she joined me under the spray. I took full advantage of the moment by lathering her up, paying very close attention to her tits. That’s the kind of thoughtful boyfriend I was.

“Move over, dickhead.”

Well, that was a surprise. I figured his royal moodiness would sulk for at least a week because I stole his favorite toy.

Good to know I was forgiven. Or maybe not, given the angry looks he was throwing in my direction over Stella’s shoulder.

Stella definitely didn’t mind him being there. She melted against his chest and before I could throw some shade back at him, they were kissing like the world was about to end.

A kinder, more understanding bro would have taken the hint and left them to it, but sadly, I wasn’t that friend. Two’s fun but three’s a fucking party, and hell yes, I knew how to party.

Brax lifted Stella and she wrapped her legs around his waist. He was inside her in a flash, but not before I tugged her back and melded my lips to hers. She gripped Brax’s shoulder with one hand and used me to support her other arm.

This was the first time I’d had a three-way with Brax but I was committed to making it work. I respected the fact he was way behind Quinn and me in the bedding Stella department, so I was willing to give him some leeway.

My girl was enjoying the way he fucked her, judging by her little breathy moans, but I knew she’d appreciate some extra loving.

While I kissed her, I slid my hand down her belly toward her clit. She quivered under my touch, moaning into my mouth when I rubbed her swollen little bud.

Brax’s thrusts got faster and more brutal. Stella dug her nails into my shoulder and shuddered as she came. Brax’s movements stuttered then froze and he followed her over the edge with a groan.

Out of respect for our long-standing friendship, I gave him a few moments to recover, but when he released Stella, I grabbed her and shoved my dick inside her achingly hot pussy.

Knowing she was dripping with my friend’s cum just made it hotter.

She yelped in surprise but instantly wrapped her legs around my waist as I shoved her back against the tiled wall.

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