Page 111 of Unforgettable

His spit slid down her cunt, and mixed with her arousal, coating my dick as his fingers resumed their motion. “Come around Reed’s cock. We want to watch you fall apart.” I could feel his fingers brush against my cock every time I bottomed out inside of her, straining to keep her from traveling across the counter.

It was no more than a few seconds before Amanda’s entire body rocked with pleasure. Her orgasm ripped through her as she cried both of our names, and her release coated my cock. She choked me, tightening to the point it was hard to move.

“Your turn,” Josh murmured in a lower voice. “Come inside our girl.” His hand wrapped around the base of me, guiding me in and out of Amanda as aftershocks barreled through her.

The feeling of his large fingers wrapped around me was beyond words. He squeezed and pumped as he fed my cock into her. I couldn’t hold out any longer. My balls seized the moment his grip tightened. Like a tidal wave, my own orgasm hit me. My vision blurring, I reached for the counter and Josh to keep me standing while I shot deep into Amanda.

Fully drained—of both energy and cum—Josh let me stumble aside before he took my place, kneeling in front of Amanda’s spread legs. He was eye level with her cunt and got a front-row seat to my cum spilling out of her.

I found the counter behind me and leaned against it, my breathing slowly evening out. I watched Josh run his finger through my release and push it back into Amanda, who bucked and gasped against his fingers. When he pulled them back out, he reached up and offered them to Amanda. She took them eagerly into her mouth, twirling her tongue around them, sucking any remnants off, and leaving nothing behind.

Still between her legs, Josh dove in, licking her pussy and spearing his tongue inside of her. He cleaned her up and moaned into her cunt.

I wondered if he liked the way I tasted. And I imagined it was even better mixed with the tangy sweetness of Amanda we both craved.

He licked and sucked every inch of her, and I was transfixed by it until I caught the motion between Josh’s thighs. As he devoured Amanda, Josh pumped his cock with long, hard pulls. He fisted the base and pulled at the tip, and I wanted it to be my hand, my mouth getting him off. The urge to feel him was overwhelming, and I stepped forward with the intention of doing just that.

But halfway into my first step, Josh sucked hard on Amanda’s clit, speared two fingers into her, and threw her into a second orgasm. Watching Amanda come was my favorite thing, and the only thing that could have made it better happened. Because Amanda’s earth-shattering orgasm spurred Josh’s, too.

And with a groan, he spilled into his hand. The muscles in his back tensed as the pleasure crashed through him.

They both stayed where they were—Josh kneeling between Amanda’s thighs and Amanda sprawled out on the counter, breathing heavily. Josh came to first, standing on shaky legs and running his clean hand up her stomach and between her breasts. Amanda pulled herself up, and they kissed. It was nothing more than a brush of their lips, but it conveyed so much in a brief moment.

Josh turned around and hesitantly looked up at me as he stepped up to the sink. After everything that just happened, I was surprised to see any ounce of hesitation in his expression. I figured it all had signified the beginning of something. He’d kissed me, strode right up to me, and slanted his mouth over mine. Then he’d wrapped his hand around my cock and jacked me off as I fucked Amanda. And once I finally came, he’d cleaned my release from Amanda’s cunt, giving her another orgasm in the process. It was the taste of my cum and Amanda’s on his lips when he’d pumped into his hand.

There was no place for hesitation or uncertainty between us. At least not sexually—all evidence pointed to us being on the same page there. And it would be a matter of a conversation to see if he wanted more.

But I didn’t want him to feel uncertain about anything between the three of us.

With his clean hand, he flicked on the faucet and moved to put his other hand under the steady stream of water before I caught it. He still hadn’t really looked at me, and I didn’t know what he’d heard of me and Amanda’s conversation, but I had to make sure he knew.

I was fucking terrified, but I wasn’t uncertain. My feelings were steady and remained unchanged even after finally admitting them out loud.

My fingers gripped around his wrist, and I looked down at his creamy white cum decorating his hand. My mouth watered and I licked my lips, imagining the taste. I guided his pointer finger to my mouth.

Our eyes locked as I wrapped my lips around it. His taste exploded on my tongue—tangy and salty and all Josh. The texture was as creamy as it looked, and I knew I’d want to taste him again and again.

Josh’s eyes dilated, his jaw going slack as I licked the rest of his hand clean, flattening my tongue against his palm and sucking each individual finger into my mouth.

Finally, I released his pinkie and glanced down at his clean hand. “It was only fair,” I muttered, and I was rewarded with a lopsided grin.

Any signs of doubt were gone from his expression.

“Holy fuck, please, tell me I get a round two,” Amanda mused, still propped atop the counter.

Both Josh and I looked over at her. Her hair had spilled forward again and fell down her chest, hiding her nipples behind her locks. And her skin had that magnificent blush she always wore after several orgasms.

We stepped forward at the same time, a smile splitting Amanda’s face, and I zoned in on her pussy, still slick and wet.

In the same breath that we reached for her, the power surged and the apartment was plunged into further darkness. The streetlights and small analog clocks above the oven and on the microwave were the only light illuminating the apartment. Simultaneously they all turned off. The ceiling fan in the living room ceased, and it was like the world inside was as quiet as the snow outside. The faint whirring of energy that was always in the background was suddenly gone.

“Can’t believe it took this long for the power to go out,” Josh said, tucking himself back into his boxer briefs. The fat tip of his erection was pressing against the thick band of his briefs like it was going to attempt escape at any moment.

“What do you mean? The weather isn’t even—oh, damn!” Amanda scooted herself off the counter and padded on bare feet, arms wrapped around her naked chest, to the patio door in the living room.

“You didn’t stop to look out the window as you were sneaking into the kitchen to come find me?” I tugged on my own boxer briefs and found my discarded T-shirt Amanda was wearing on the floor near the island.

Although I was fine with her never wearing clothes until we eventually had to leave her apartment, it was already cold in her place. And it was only going to get worse with the power out.

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