Page 24 of The Hat Trick

“What do you think Collee would do if he could see you like this? Would he watch, or would he be dying for a taste as well?” I tease her, then flick my tongue out, licking at her clit before sucking it into my mouth.

“Vince, too much,” she writhes under me, and I let go, climbing back up her body.

She’s breathing hard, her flushed skin is coated in a thin sheen of sweat. I reach behind me to pull off my hoodie so I can feel her warm skin on mine. I press my hips down on hers as I lean over again, holding up my torso with my forearms so I don’t crush her. She wraps her legs around my waist, pulling me down more on her.

“Fuck me,please,”she pleads.

“You want my cock, baby?”

“Yes.”

“And you want Collee’s cock?”

“Vince,”she complains.

“Answer me before I fuck you.”

“Yes,I want both of you,” she admits.

I smile as I smother her mouth with my own. I bite her bottom lip before thrusting my tongue in her mouth. She meets my tongue with her own and tangles them together while her hands reach between us, and she fumbles with undoing my jeans. Once the button is free, she pushes at them, but growls in frustration that she can’t quite reach, and ends up using her feet to push them down my legs.

Reluctantly, I stop kissing her to get a condom from the nightstand and put it on while I watch her lick her lips as she watches. Then, her eyes meet mine and I see that hint of vulnerability again as she speaks.

“Does that make you mad?” she asks.

“Of course not.” I settle my hips back between her thighs. “I told you; I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“You’re not jealous?” She pushes some of my hair that has fallen onto my forehead, back off my face.

I shake my head. “I might be if it was some random guy, but the thought of sharing you, and maximizingyourpleasure turns me on more than you realize.” I extenuate my point by thrusting against her so she can feel how hard I am.

She pulls my mouth down to hers on a moan, while pulling my hips down with her legs wrapped around me. I line myself up with her drenched pussy, groaning in her mouth as I start to feel her stretch around me. She’s so tight, so hot, so wet. So. Fucking.Perfect.

“God damn, Chandler, you feel so good.” I cover her mouth with my own again as I roll my hips into hers.

Her nails are digging into my back, and her feet are pushing on my ass to encourage my movements, and I know I’m not going to last long. The buildup, her admitting what she wants to me, everything has me holding back my orgasm. I’m determined to get her there first.

I reach up and grab a pillow. “Lift your hips,” I instruct. She does, and I slide the pillow under her, giving both of us a better angle. I grab her hands in mine, intertwining our fingers while I push them back on either side of her head while I snap my hips forward again.

She throws her head back on a moan, gripping my hands tightly. I continue to fuck her, ensuring each thrust has her crying out for me and I know she’s close. Her inner walls start to contract around me as she gets louder, and then she’s coming, and I can’t hold back anymore. I spill inside the condom while she squeezes my cock with her own release.

I roll my hips a few more times until the pleasure has subsided, and I bring myself to separate our bodies with a final kiss to her lips. I go to the bathroom to throw away the condom, and when I come back into the bedroom with a warm towel for her, she’s cuddled up in bed with the covers up to her chin and eyes closed.

Kneeling by the side of the bed, I push her hair out of her face. “Did you fall asleep on me already?”

She grumbles and opens her eyes.

I chuckle, holding up the towel. “I was trying to be a gentleman and take care of you.”

She nibbles at her bottom lip. “I don’t think a gentleman wants to share a woman with his friend.”

I don’t respond, just push the blankets away and gently press the towel to her pussy. After I’m done, I toss the towel to the side, and climb into bed with her. I wrap my arms around her body, pulling her to lay across my chest.

“If you don’t want to, I’m not going to push it,” I tell her with a kiss to the top of her head. “I just saw how you two were, and I didn’t want you to hold back because of me.”

“I just, I’ve never…it feels hypocritical of me.”

I furrow my brow, and look down to her. “What do you mean?”

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