Page 29 of Loving Jamie

I can't let go of him, scared I'll mess up the rhythm if I move. William solves the issue and wraps one of his big hands around Jamie’s cock, he jerks him in quick movements.

“Come on angel, you’re making me feel so good. I'm so close, I'm going to cum inside you. I can't wait to see mine and Justin’s cum dripping out of your wrecked hole,” William grunts.

I suck on the side of Jamie’s neck, leaving love bites dotted over his skin, I want the world to know he’sours. I dig my nails into William's knee, needing him to feel me there with them.

Jamie’s body tenses as he screams out, “FUCK. I'M CUMMING.” His body shakes as spurts of cum coat William's chest, some of it even reaching his neck.

“Good boy, Jamie. Good. Fucking. Boy.” He groans. Finally, his eyes screw shut, his stomach clenching as he cums deep inside Jamie.

I turn Jamie’s head towards me and press my lips to his, he opens his mouth, and his tongue lazily licks against mine. When I pull back his eyes are closed and he’s breathing heavily. I lower him down onto William's chest, and his eyes stay closed.

I carefully stand up from the bed and walk to the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth from under the sink. I run it under the tap and wipe myself clean. Grabbing another cloth, I soak it with warm water and walk back into the bedroom, they are in the same position I left them in. William slowly pulls Jamie off him and places him on the bed, I wipe his hole making sure to be careful, he’s red and puffy but doesn’t seem to be in much pain.

When everybody is cleaned up, I turn the light off and climb into bed with my men. Jamie is lying with his head on William's chest, so I lay behind him and wrap an arm around his stomach.

Jamie lets out a small yawn and quietly says, “Love you.” And then he’s snoring.

I look at William and see his eyes are open, he’s watching me. I smile at him and use my fingers to stroke his stomach. “I love you. I love both of you.”

He squeezes my finger and whispers, “I love you too.”

Chapter 17 –

Jamie

I’m hot.

I'm hot and dripping with sweat. And I need to piss.

I open my eyes and realise I'm squished between my daddies, literally. I must have shuffled down the bed during the night because my face is squished against William's stomach and Justin’s body is pressed against the back of my head.

I slowly tilt my head up to see if they are still sleeping, they have their arms wrapped around each other and their faces are only inches apart. They look so cute.

My twitching bladder reminds me I'm a few moments away from pissing myself, seeing as I'm already halfway down the mattress it only takes me a few seconds to wiggle myself free.

Every step towards the bathroom has my ass twinging, it's wet and itchy but I don’t care. Last night was the best night of my life, my two Daddies fucking me within an inch of my life was amazing. When they turned up late last night, I was so worried that they were here to break up with me, but it was Justin who was freaking out. I don’t know why he was so worried to tell me that he sometimes wants to submit to William, but I'm glad he told me. I can just imagine it, my big strong Daddy on his knees begging.

Fucking hot.

After a quick shower I head towards the kitchen and turn the coffee machine on, before making us some breakfast. Twenty minutes later I have three plates full of food ready and the guys still aren't awake. The idea of surprising them with breakfast in bed sounds good. I have two plates on one arm and I'm carrying the third in my hand. I walk slowly to the bedroom making sure I don’t drop them and push the bedroom door open.

The guys are still sound asleep cozied up in each other's arms, I quietly put the plates down on the bedside drawers. I look at my big bed and question how much extra weight it can handle, we were all going at it pretty heavy last night so I think it can deal with a bit more.

Shrugging my shoulders, I say, “Fuck it.”

I climb onto the mattress and bend my knees. I prepare myself to bounce but before I manage to get my feet off the bed two pairs of hands grab me and snatch me down. “AHH fuck!” I squeal.

William has me pinned on my stomach holding my hands behind my back, he whispers in my ear, “Whatcha doing brat?”

I buck my hips in an effort to free myself but when a 6ft 2inch man is sitting on your ass it's kinda hard to escape. I turn my head to him and flutter my eyelashes “I made breakfast. I was trying to wake you up. I wanted to surprise my Daddies.”

Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.

I turn my head around and see Justin is sitting up, relaxing against the headboard. A piece of crispy bacon in each of his hands. Obviously not bothered that I'm getting squished to the bed.

He stuffs another piece into his mouth, chewing loudly he says, “This is good. Thanks for breakfast, baby.”

I roll my eyes and huff. I twist my head back to William, “Can I get up? I don’t want him to eat my food too.”

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