Page 85 of Some Like It Hot

“Should you just go in?” Aidan asks.

“It never occurred to me not to.”

“But that seems…”

“She’s expecting us.” I knock again to appease his sense of politeness.

I don’t get a response.

But I can clearly hear Elise moaning inside.

That has me turning the knob and shoving the unlocked door open.

What greets us is a thing of beauty.

Elise is naked, her ass moving up and down as she enthusiastically rides Blake on the one uncluttered spot that exists on her couch. Her hair is cascading down her pale back as his big hands grip her waist. I can see his pants are still partially on, and he's still wearing a shirt.

“Simon! Aidan!” she calls out, clearly startled.

For some odd and utterly adorable reason, she covers her bare breasts when she half-turns to us.

“I would say they’re pretty convincing,” I tell Aidan, glancing back at him over my shoulder. “That screams lovey-dovey to me.”

Aidan is intently staring. “That is straight up hot.”

“Oh, God, should I stop?” Elise asks breathlessly, even as she continues to bob up and down on Wilder’s cock.

“No,” Blake growls. “Don’t you dare.”

“Don’t stop on my behalf. I’m enjoying the view.” Watching Elise take her pleasure is gorgeous. I adjust myself in my pants.

“Absolutely not,” Aidan says. “I want to see you come, El. You’re going to come so hard, aren’t you?”

His voice has lowered, and his attention is rapt on her.

“Yes, yes, I am!”

“Then do it,” he tells her. “Soak Wilder with that sweet pussy.”

“Fuck yeah,” Blake says.

She releases her breasts and puts her hands on his shoulders. Then she grinds her clit against him while he uses his strength to lift her up and down.

Her head snaps back and she breaks.

“Jesus fuck,” I murmur. “You’re so beautiful, love.”

Wilder is coming with gritted teeth and a rough groan.

Then Aidan is behind her, shifting her hair off her dewy shoulder and pressing a kiss there. “That was incredible.”

“Oh my God,” she laughs softly. “That was an accident.”

I set the items I’m carrying on her coffee table. “Your clothes fell off by accident? Or the orgasm. In either case, I understand. Happens to the best of us. I brought you a latte.”

“I was in the shower and Blake got here and… well, anyway, thank you. I’d love a latte. I usually try not to add sugar, but that sounds amazing right now.”

Her cheeks are pink from exertion as I hold my hand out to her to help her climb off of Wilder’s lap.

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