He hadn’t been the only one that had missed this. While Gage had been more than happy to tend to all of her needs, he still wasn’t Joey. Each De Luca had their own particular flavor, and she couldn’t handle not having a little bit of both swirled together in her life.
Standing in front of the couch, Gage was giving his brother the moment to satisfy himself with Layne, but he was sure as hell staying for the show. His hand was fisting his cock as he watched their girl get her pussy claimed in a moment of heated passion. “Goddamn, baby,” he groaned. “You’re taking Joey’s cock so well.” His brother sure as hell wasn’t going easy on her, but Layne still welcomed him with open arms, er…legs.
Kneeling behind Layne while he roughly fucked her from behind, Joey groaned out. “That’s right, Layney.” He panted hard at the physical exertion on his still-recovering body. He growled, pushing at his limits, “Take this cock like my good fucking girl.” Despite getting winded, he didn’t give a damn if his heart exploded, he was going to get his fix of her one way or another.
Each harsh thrust into her had her body lurching forward, only to have Joey’s grasp pull her hips right back against him. There was no escaping the mounting pressure that was building deep inside her core. Every collision of their bodies had his dick crashing against her sweet spot.
Her hands clawed at the cushions underneath her as her body trembled with the rapidly approaching climax. She whimpered his name as she teetered right on the border of divine release.
That’s when Joey smirked and sank himself into her again. “You better show me how much you enjoy getting fucked by your husband while Daddy Gage watches.” His hand reached down to grab her hair enough to turn her head so she could see Gage handling his swords in a smooth corkscrew motion.
Joey rolled his hips into her again, watching her face as it showed signs of slipping right off the ledge of ecstasy. Her vocalized orgasm filled the room and was music to his damn ears. His cock was throbbing and he had barely made it this far along without blowing his load, so when he felt Layne’s walls clamp down around him, he knew he was done for.
Her body pushed and pulled at him simultaneously as she fell into the crashing waves of her release. She wasn’t even sure what words poured out of her mouth or if they were even words at all.
With Layne’s body coming for him, Joey hastily got the final few thrusts into her before he joined in the blissful state of relief. His dick pulsed as he filled her depths with his hot seed.
When it was all said and done, Joey was still trying to catch his damn breath. It felt like he had just run a marathon—untrained. Oh, but it had been worth it.
His hand patted Layne’s ass after he pulled out of her with a satisfied sigh. He fell back onto his ass and let the couch give him the rest he needed.
That was Gage’s cue that he was up. He came over to her and eased her from the couch, not intending to make her well-worked cunt take any more dick today. He smiled at her and got her down on her knees in front of him, his thick cock in front of her face already primed by the efforts of his hand.
“Alright, baby, let me see you swallow my swords.” Gage grinned at her, his thumb tugging at the bottom of her chin to draw her mouth open.
Late the following night, the three of them showed up at Rebecca’s apartment. Layne was doing her best to ignore the soreness from Joey’s pounding into her yesterday as she walked. Firmly, she rapped her knuckles against her best friend’s door.
There was the sound of the scurrying on the other side of the door, Rebecca called out, “Be right there!”
Layne’s heart already ached that it was coming down to this, but it was in everyone’s best interest. She couldn’t afford to be selfish when Liam was out there ready to prey on anybody who held value to Layne.
Rebecca turned the lock from the other side before swinging the door open. Her face was full of emotion as she saw Layne standing there mirroring the same feelings. Joey and Gage stood at Layne’s back, giving the girls enough space to greet one another.
“Are you ready?” Layne looked down at a few bags sitting just right inside the doorway. Maybe if she just focused on the checklist of things in her head, she could avoid turning both of them into a sappy puddle of emotions.
That all went out the window as Rebecca immediately grabbed onto Layne and squeezed her into a hug that was tighter than life itself. Layne rested her head on Rebecca’s shoulder as she shut her eyes, returning the hug equally tight.
“I told myself I wasn’t going to cry,” Rebecca gave a half-hearted giggle overtop a partial sob.
Layne sniffled, trying to ignore the tears welling up behind her closed lids. All Layne could do was nod, afraid that if she said anything she would lose her already shaky composure.
When Rebecca pulled back, she noted Layne’s fingers were already trying to erase any evidence of the tears that had begun to slip from her green hues. She frowned, not liking the way this situation had Layne in such a pained state.
“I shouldn’t be leaving you like this,” Rebecca tried to push back on Layne’s demand that she pack her bags and indefinitely go live with her mother several states away.
Immediately, Layne straightened up and snapped her guarded exterior back into place. “Rebecca, you are getting on the train, and don’t you dare say otherwise.”
Her best friend’s voice wavered underneath the weight of thought of abandoning someone whom she held such a tight bond with. “I want to be here for you.” The blue eyes looking at Layne right now were filled with the pain of the unknown swirling with concern and sadness.
Layne stood there in silence as she tried to find the words to make her friend understand why it was necessary for her to suddenly pick up and leave. The breath of her inhale was rocky, but managed to smooth out when it was exhaled. “I don’t know what is going to happen. Liam is no longer who I thought he was, he has threatened everyone and anyone in my world. I’ll be damned if I let you get caught in his crossfire. I can’t deal with him when I’m worried about who will end up as collateral. I won’t do it, Rebecca.”
Frowning, Rebecca still felt a sense of disbelief that it was all coming to this. Liam may have been the asshole little brother, but it was hard to imagine that he would fall this far down the path of depravity.
Joey spoke up, trying to give them both a gentle reminder, “We need to get going if we are going to make it there on time.”
Following up on that, Gage came to the doorway. “I’ll get your bags.”
After collecting Rebecca’s luggage, they all went back down to Joey’s car. Rebecca climbed into the backseat first. Before Layne joined her, Gage paused her with his hand on her shoulder.