“How long?” Zane asked as Crew licked through her folds, making her moan again.
“Months,” she answered.
“Well, I say that we get our girl off and then, we’ll try making her cum another dozen times before we take our turns,” Zane said. Crew turned his head and looked at him as if he had lost his mind. Zane shrugged he nudged his guy out of the way. “My turn,” he insisted. He got his first taste of Dakota and hummed his approval. He could tell when she was close and he slid over a bit, giving Crew enough room to join him. They worked together until she was screaming out their names over and over. They didn’t let up until she was completely wrung out from her orgasms.
“Which one of us do you want to take you first, honey?” Crew asked. Zane liked the idea of Dakota making that decision for them. It took the guess work out of things for them both.
“I don’t want to decide,” she admitted. “I don’t want to pick between the two of you.” She was afraid that she’d hurt one of their feelings if she chose, so Zane made it easy on everyone.
“Crew, why don’t you take her first?” he asked.
“You sure, babe?” Crew questioned.
“I am. I can be patient,” Zane insisted.
Dakota giggled, looking between the two of them. “I didn’t know that this was going to become a side show. Will the two of you decide what to do next with me?”
“Bossy,” Crew said. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and lined up his cock with her drenched folds as Zane climbed onto the bed with her. He turned her face to look at him, kissing his way into her mouth. He could tell the exact moment that Crew slid into her body. Dakota moaned into his mouth, and he knew that telling his guy that he could be patient was a complete lie. His cock was screaming at him for not going first.
Zane ran his hands down her body, plucking and teasing her nipples as Crew pumped in and out of her pussy. “I’m close, man,” Crew breathed, “help me to get her off with me.” Zane knew exactly what to do to help Dakota to get to where Crew wanted. He slid his hand between her legs and stroked her clit, rubbing his thumb over it again and again until she bit Zane’s bottom lip into her mouth. He watched as both Crew and Dakota rode out their orgasms. Crew sunk onto the bed and kissed both of them.
“You are so fucking gorgeous,” he whispered to Dakota. She smiled and kissed Crew once again, turning to Zane and giving him the same treatment.
“Your turn,” she whispered to him.
“Are you sure you don’t need some time, baby?” he asked, hoping to God that she didn’t.
“I’m ready, Zane. I’ve waited a long time to be with you—since we were kids. I want to be on top,” she said, pushinghim down to the bed. She climbed on top of him and when she rubbed her wet pussy over his aching cock, it was his turn to moan out her name.
“Don’t tease me, baby,” he hissed. Dakota giggled and slid down his cock, inch by excruciating inch. Crew leaned over and kissed him, rubbing his hand up and over Dakota’s beautiful breasts. She rode him with abandon, and he knew that the chances of lasting were close to zero. His guy seemed to pick up on his agony and got up from the bed. Crew stood behind Dakota, wrapping his arms around her body, and running his hands down to her clit. He watched them as she fucked Zane and all he could think about was the two of them taking her at once.
“Has anyone ever fucked your ass, baby?” Zane asked.
“No,” she whimpered.
“We’ll have to train your ass to take one of us,” Crew whispered into her ear. Zane could feel her pussy clenching around his dick, and he couldn’t hold back anymore. He came, shouting out Dakota’s name as she rode out her orgasm.
The three of them collapsed onto the bed, a tangled ball of arms and legs, breathing as though they had just run a race.
“That was fun,” Dakota whispered. She was lying between him and Crew, and Zane was sure that they’d never find a more perfect woman to put between them. When they walked into the bar earlier that night, they thought for sure that finding a woman was a long shot, but then, they spotted the perfect woman for them. The universe knew that they needed a woman that they both felt comfortable with, and Dakota fit that bill. She knew them both and when she promised to come home with them, he felt like the luckiest man on the planet, and he was pretty sure that Crew felt the same way. He had a feeling that getting her to come home with them was the easy part—keeping her might be a different story altogether.
“I need to go,” Dakota insisted, “I have to get up early and go over to help Jenna’s mom with a few things before the funeral,” she said.
“Stay here,” Zane offered, “with us. You shouldn’t be alone Dakota.”
“He’s right,” Crew said. “Stay with us and we can help you at Jenna’s mom’s place. I got an invite to her funeral. She and I worked together too, and her mom invited a few of her friends from the force. I know that she wants Jenna’s funeral to be low-key, but I’m sure that she won’t mind Zane tagging along.”
“We’d like to be there for you Dakota,” Zane insisted, “let us help you.” He wasn’t sure if they would ever be able to help her get over her partner’s death, but he needed to try. Zane had known Dakota his whole life. She used to follow him around like a puppy, trying to get his attention, and he missed the happy-go-lucky girl that he used to know.
“All right,” she whispered, “but I need to go home to grab some stuff. I can’t go to the funeral in my street clothes. I need my uniform,” she insisted.
“Of course you do,” Crew agreed. “How about you stay the night and then, we can swing by your place on the way to the funeral and you can get ready there?” he asked. She seemed to think about Crew’s offer and Zane felt like he was holding his damn breath waiting for her to answer.
“That works, but I do have a question,” she said. Dakota didn’t wait for them to respond. She just went on with her question and she seemed so nervous, all Zane wanted to do was pull her into his arms and hold her. “Was this just one night?” she breathed. “I mean if it was, that’s okay. You guys neverpromised me anything else, but I like both of you and, well, I was just wondering.” Crew looked over to Zane and nodded at him. He felt the same way about Dakota—there would be no way that he’d want to let her go now that they had one night with her. She could very well become their third and Zane loved that idea.
“We want you for more than just one night, honey,” Crew said. “Are you okay with that?” She nodded and he pulled her onto his lap.
“Yes, but what about us working together?” she asked.