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I watched as Caesar entered her mouth. Her entire body seemed to hum as he did. She enjoyed being used in this way.

“I’ll hold you to keep you balanced,” I said to her as I lifted her on and off me. I moved her up and down, to and away from Caesar. Her sweetness warmed me as we moved.

Caesar’s hand fisted her hair, I gripped her thighs, and Sam went along with the ride. She moaned a satisfying tune. I closed my eyes, getting lost in the feel of her. She flexed her muscles around me, and I stumbled. She was on top of her game and flexed them again, triggering me to get more excited than I wanted.

“I’m coming…” I hissed. Pissed that I hadn’t lasted longer. I moved her quicker, racing to reach my goal. Caesar stood back, and Sam threw her head back as she gave into the sensations between us. She clenched again, this time not letting go. I bucked hard and erupted inside her. I spanked her ass as I rode out the last few quakes. “Shit!” I swore, seeing stars. “You’re going to pay for that.”

I lifted her, and she dripped onto me as I pulled away. We were a fucking mess, and I loved it. Her juices covered me, and when I removed the condom, I throbbed hard from how quickly I’d come.

“That’s probably payback, she giggled.” Looking over her shoulder.

“Don’t talk so fast.” Caesar warned. He laid her back and spread her legs. “Let’s see who’s going to come first this time.”

“Careful brother, she’s skilled, that one.”

The three of us laughed, but it didn’t stop Caesar from entering her. “Let me know if the shaking is too hard on your arm.”

“I will.”

Caesar started slowly, working her up. I caressed her nipples through her shirt and watched them pebble. Stiffened peaks moved as her breasts bounced as Caesar picked up speed.

“Caesar!” She shouted, enjoying whatever he was doing to her.

“You can try that all you want. I’m good. I enjoy how you tighten around me.” He smacked the side of her thighs. “Fuck me back, bratty girl.”

I laid beside them with my eyes closed and listened to the slipping and sliding that they were doing. Crude sounds echoed loud and clear in the room. I fisted my dick and stroked it slowly.

“Please, Caesar. Please!”

The bed moved faster, and I could feel it jerk as it moved. I moaned when her hand joined mine in stroking me.

“Not too rough,” I coached. “It’s sensitive.”

Caesar groaned, and she moaned. The noises were like a symphony of wonderful noises that would take us all to completion. My brother was happy, our girl was being pleasured, and I was here in the moment, getting an extraordinary satisfaction that felt just as wonderful.

Skin slapped skin repeatedly. Them fucking and Caesar spanking her.

Sam called on god, praying for what, I’m not sure. I hoped the desperate cries were a sign that she was getting it. I held her wrist to continue moving it as I flexed into her hand.

I opened my eyes to see him holding her legs straight in the air as he fucked her hard. Tears slid from her eyes, but the way she moaned in approval signaled to me she liked it all. This bubble we were in was damn good. The energy flowing between us all was almost perfect. And when she moved her hand faster, I joined in their song, providing ad-libs. The only way this got any better was if Torin was here.

Sam came first. Screaming a bunch of thank you’s and babbling words of feeling good. Next was me, all over her hand, my thighs, and my stomach. Caesar finished up, coming so hard that he almost fell on top of Sam. He pivoted, hitting the bed instead.

I leaned over and pulled her into a kiss. Eagerly, she returned it while she struggled to unbutton Caesar’s shirt.

“I got it, Baby girl.” Caesar sat up and removed all his clothes. “Since I’ll have to shower again.” He climbed in beside her, and Sam looked in my direction.

“What?” I asked her.

“Get undressed, please. I want to feel you.” Her whine was pleading, as if saying no would shatter her world.

“You really are greedy.” I undressed and helped her take off her tank and bra.

Laying between us, she relaxed and eventually fell asleep. Caesar did, too. He held on to Sam like she was his lifeline. I wondered if he’d open up to her. He’d taken it pretty hard when our last relationship flopped. Then he’d been seeing a girl who was a bit of hoe. I understood when men and women took up sleeping with whomever they wanted, but when they were in a committed relationship and the other person didn’t know the terms, it was cheating. I just hoped for all four of us that things worked out right. Otherwise, there could be some broken hearts beyond repair. If she could heal Caesar and Torin it’d be a win.

If not, it’d be a sad day in hell when we had to let her go.

Chapter Six

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