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I might not have moved my hands but I couldn’t help the moans and cries that came out of my mouth as he drove me towards the edge again, this time with the help of his fingers. He slid two inside me and curled them, passing over my g-spot with a ruthless precision. But when my legs started to shake again, he backed off, easing me off the cliff. This time when he built me up again, my moans turned to pleas.

“Please,” I begged. “Justin, please let me come.”

He chuckled, the vibrations against my clit nearly sent me over the edge. He backed off and I whined. “I guess you’ve been a good girl,” he murmured looking up at me.

I opened my mouth to beg again but instead let out a keening cry as he closed his lips around my clit and sucked hard. Two fingers turned into three fingers and I gasped at the stretch. He twisted and curled them inside me until my hips were practically levitating off the bed. I twisted but didn’t let go of the headboard. One final nip against my clit had my orgasm roaring through me, crashing into me with a vengeance and intensity that I had never experienced. It only heightened when I heard the rip of a condom wrapper and then Justin slid into me with one deep thrust. I moaned and trembled underneath of him as he fucked me through the most intense orgasm of my life, building me up to throw me off the cliff of the next one.

Sweat coated our bodies and his breath came in short pants as his strokes got harder. Sensations clashed inside me as my body went into overload and I fell over the cliff of the second smaller but no less devastating orgasm. I think I might have even blacked out for a moment as my walls pulsed and clenched around Justin’s cock. He groaned into my neck, hips stuttering as he found his own release. I let go of the headboard, my hands stiff from holding onto it for so long and grabbed onto his shoulders to ground myself as the chaotic mix of sensation inside me ebbed.

Every inch of me felt oversensitized as he collapsed on top of me and I whimpered when he shifted and pulled out of me. He dragged himself to the bathroom to deal with the condom and came out with a warm washcloth. He cleaned me up quickly before tucking me under the covers.

“Fuck,” I breathed out. “I think you fucked the words out of me.”

He laughed, pulling me further into his side until my head laid on his chest, one leg thrown across his body. “I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“You should. Fuck.”

He laughed again, his chest rumbling underneath my ear as sleep tugged at my eyelids. When he started rubbing my back with one hand, I sank even further. I felt soft lips brush my forehead.

“Sleep, I’ll text Colton and let him know you’re staying over.”

A flicker of doubt fluttered through me. This is what Colton wanted but still, it was one thing to say it was and another thing to experience it. Justin squeezed the back of my neck gently. “Shhh, it’s fine,” he murmured. “Next time, he’ll be here with us.”

I fell asleep to his reassuring words. Hopefully he was right but regardless, it was future Riley’s problem to deal with.

CHAPTER 20

RILEY

Stifling a yawn, I padded into the kitchen a few days later, sleep heavy in my eyes. I stayed up way too late last night writing and didn’t even get a chance to enjoy both Colton and Justin in the bed. I was way behind where I wanted to be for my book with the road trip and the last week of sex and dates. I didn’t regret any of it but I desperately needed to catch up these next few days so I felt more comfortable about getting it to my editor on time.

Early risers, Colton and Justin were already in the kitchen with cups of coffee. They had to be at work by 8am. Usually I stayed in bed until after they left, but I forced myself to get up this morning when I heard them in the kitchen.

They looked at each other and Justin raised his eyebrows while Colton opened his arms to me. I accepted his warm hug, snuggling into his chest. “You’re up early,” he commented, pressing a kiss to my hair.

“Deadline,” I mumbled into his chest. “Some people have been distracting me this week.”

“Some people, huh?” Colton laughed.

“Mmmhmm,” I mumbled, reluctantly pulling away from his warm embrace. If I let myself, I would spend all day being hugged by one of them. I hadn’t realized how touch starved I had been until this last week when both of them found every excuse to touch me.

Case in point, Justin trailed a hand down my arm as he handed me a cup of coffee. I took it gratefully, taking a sip before rising on my tiptoes to place a kiss on his lips. “Thank you,” I murmured against his lips.

“You’re welcome. You came to bed late last night.”

I groaned and nodded, rubbing the last bit of sleep from my eyes. “I know, but I know I will feel better when I get back on track for where I’m supposed to be at this point in the drafting process.”

“How many words are you behind?” Justin frowned.

“Including today’s word count, I’m about 12,000 words behind.” I said. “Ideally, I would like to do 6,000 words today and 6,000 tomorrow but we’ll see. I haven’t been feeling very motivated lately.”

“How do you reward yourself when you need to hit those word counts?”

I stared at Justin blankly. Reward myself? It was my job. The words had to get done.

He shook his head at me. “I should have known the answer to that.” It was like a light bulb went off in his head and he looked at Colton. They shared a look that could only be described as mischievous and my internal warning bell went off.

“What was that look for?” I asked cautiously as I sipped my coffee.

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