Page 34 of Her Holiday Heartthrobs

If Paige didn’t look so blissed out, I would feel worse about everything we’ve done to her. Eli is propped in the corner of the couch and has her cradled against his chest. He’s fucking her in long, languid thrusts. The shine across her thighs is a clear sign of her pleasure as she seems able to do little more than weakly moan.

I can’t resist stroking myself as I watch, even though I’ve given her four orgasms over the last two hours, but I’ve only had one, and I want to fill her up again. The image of my cum leaking from her pussy that first night was a punch to the gut in the moment. Fucking stupid on my part, but it fuels so many of my fantasies.

The mere thought of making that same mistake right now has me on the edge.

I’ve waited so long for the chance to have her again, for it not to feel wrong in my head and perfect in my bones.

And she’s been perfect. Innocent and submissive but determined to give us everything we ask for.

Eli rubs her back in elongated circles, and her head tips back, murmuring something I can’t hear that makes him smile. Histhrusts pick up, and her chin dips down. He wraps his hand in her loose ponytail to help arch her back.

The change transforms her: mouth fallen open, eyes shut tight. Paige is going to come, and she’s completely silent.

Fuck, that fuels fantasies of taking her in the office, splayed out on my desk. If she can keep this quiet, the possibilities are endless.

My cock strains in my hand as she convulses in Eli’s arms. He takes a firm grip of her ass and pumps into her until his body jerks and stills. He silently swears against her hair as he wriggles under her.

She’s trembling, but she only gets a break for a few seconds before Jake is behind her. Eli lifts her off his dick, cum dripping as Jake slides into her.

Her low harsh moan has him seated and steady, massaging her ass and hips. She makes an appreciative noise and settles back over Eli.

Jake starts to move then, rocking her hips just enough to press her swollen clit over Eli’s head and shaft.

Paige’s mouth falls open again, fingers digging into Eli’s ribs.

Jake snorts softly, almost a huff of air, and it’s a sure sign that he’s affected. He drops low, keeping her pinned between them. And her soft cries resume.

The icy fingers of need burn through me. I wait. I want to be the last one with her tonight, and I can’t explain exactly what makes me feel like I have such a claim on her, but I do.

I can’t allow my fears to end this a second time.

Steadying my breath, keeping everything tamped down, I relax into the way she rocks between two of my best friends. Jealousy should strangle me, because as many women as the three of us have shared, Paige is different.

Yet, somehow, I can’t imagine how this would work without them. If I were alone in this, I’d only talk myself out of it.

Jake pistons into her, and her cries grow louder and longer. And when she plateaus, as she has several times, Jake wraps her hair in his fist and draws her off of Eli’s chest, high enough that her full breasts stick out.

Eli has his mouth around a nipple without missing a beat, sucking hard.

Paige gives in, a hard jerk rocking through her until her muscles give out. It’s like she’s suspended between them, trapped in a bubble of pleasure she has no control over.

It takes my breath away, precum leaking from the head of my cock. Watching her come is my new favorite pastime. It’s my new favorite thing. Period.

Eli switches breasts, and it takes a handful of thrusts before her entire body shudders. He releases her at the same time Jake does, and they hold her for the hard beating of Jake’s cock until he curls over her, grinding into that tight pussy and filling her with his cum.

I take a few shallow breaths.

My turn.

I stand, and my friends smile at me in their own variations. Jake wipes her down with a towel, and Eli lifts and rolls her under him, planting a soft kiss on her mouth. He whispers something about food, but I hear her reply with water.

Once he’s let her go, I’m crawling over her, enjoying the softness of her curves as I kiss along her throat. Paige tips her head back to give me better access, and the guilt I’ve been fighting past finally lifts.

Nibbling behind her ear has her wiggling under me. “Are you having a good time, Paige? Enjoying yourself?”

Her soft touch rakes through my hair as my hands explore, skimming the sides of her breasts, her waist, her hips and round ass, lifting her against me gently.

“Mmm. You have no idea.”

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