Page 57 of Triple Play

She gives my balls a gentle tug. “You eager?”

I nod, desperate.

She turns to Felix. “If you could…” She motions to the bulge pressing against the lacing of his swim trunks. My eyes drift toward the heavy outline of it. I shouldn’t look. Except with what we’re about to do, looking is unavoidable. Touching might be unavoidable.

“You want my help?” Shira asks Felix when he hasn’t moved. “I know lacing can be tricky.”

Felix reaches to where she’s kneeling, tilts her jaw until she’s staring up at him. For a second, neither of them moves—the moment stretching like a held breath.

“Hey.” Felix’s voice is low, gravel, like he’s too overwhelmed for words.

“Is it a problem if I kiss you?” Shira asks.

That gets his smile. “No, that wouldn’t be a problem.”

Slowly she angles her cheek toward Felix’s hand still cupping her face and plants a kiss in the center of his palm, the barest brush of her lips. He swallows, doesn’t avert his gaze. I should be possessive. Jealous. Don’t look at my girl. Unless you’re looking at her like that.

He unlaces his swim trunks one-handed, pushes them down without ceremony. His cock sits on a neat patch of brown hair. It’s red at the tip, like he’s been aching for it. A pulse goes through me, hot and bright. I can’t quite avert my gaze and my blood goes even hotter when I realize I don’t have to.

I can’t tell if Shira knows I’m staring. Maybe she attributes it to some sex-drunk haze. Maybe, if she’s doing this, she might not care that I’m…

I need to focus. I shake my head slightly to clear it. Shira’s eyes catch mine like she’s seeking permission. “You don’t have to,” I say, “but if you want to.”

That gets her smile, her lips pressing against his cock, almost sweet.

Everything about this situation should bother me—my girlfriend’s mouth on someone else’s dick, the gentle thread of his fingers through her hair. How she traces her tongue around him and then me and then him again.

Shira asked if we wanted to share. But this feels bigger than that—like something we’re building together.

A line of spit trails between us, a fragile connection. Almost enough.

“Move a little closer,” Shira says. “Let me suck you at the same time.”

My knees practically buckle at the thought, at being pressed next to Felix in the tight heat of her mouth. “Are you, uh, sure you can manage us both?” I ask Shira. Instantly my face burns from the implication. Baseball makes you unromantic about bodies, but Felix is big. All over.

But Shira isn’t who answers. Felix curls a gentle hand in her hair and shifts, closer, closer, until his cock almost brushes mine, held apart by a slim layer of air that feels like denial, even if I’m not sure what we’re denying. “You gonna take us both in that pretty mouth of yours?” he says.

That gets her smile, the daring spark in her eyes. “That depends on Blake.”

If we’re doing this, we should do it together. No holding back. I shuffle closer. Felix’s cock slides against mine, a lightning strike of a touch. I shut my eyes, momentarily overwhelmed. I can’t have this.

But maybe…

“Hey.” I open my eyes to find Felix’s thumb on my cheek. He strokes once, tender. “It helps to breathe.”

An order I take. I breathe and breathe again. “I’m good.” My hand finds its way into Shira’s hair on top of his.

Shira guides her lips around us, kissing, licking, working us in the tight circle of her fist. Somehow she fits both our tips into her mouth—the crown of my cock tight next to Felix’s.

Felix closes his eyes, hissing like he’s in pain, even as his hips pump. “You feel incredible.”

My heart stutters for a second. Of course he’s talking to Shira. She does feel incredible, smiling as she sucks. Tears gather in the corners of her eyes. My hand loosens in her hair—mine, but not Felix’s. He pulls, tight, enough to draw her gasp, enough that a trail of spit drips down from her mouth, collecting on my balls.

“That too much?” he asks.

She shakes her head, laughing, then inches slowly down, her lips stretched, like she’s rising to a dare.

“You sure?” Felix goads, as if he doesn’t quite believe her.

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