Page 31 of Room One Hundred and Eleven

“Hurry, Knox. Please.” Aiden’s practically vibrating with desire.

I catch Knox when he would collapse on top of our beauty and Aiden. Spent, he hangs in my grasp. From here, it’s easy to spot the pearly liquid squeezing out of Poppy’s tight pussy onto the neatly trimmed hair at the base of his softening cock.

“What a good boy.” I rake my teeth down his neck, just below his ear, making him jerk and shove into Poppy once more. “Look at that mess you made. You filled her up nicely. A very good start.”

“Start?” Poppy blinks her dazed eyes open.

“That’s right.” I smile as I brush my thumb over her lips. “It’s only the beginning.”

As Aiden takes Knox’s place, Poppy clings to him.

Their mouths align. I let them kiss for a bit before I gesture to Knox.

He nudges Aiden’s shoulder, getting his attention. Our boy knows what Knox needs. And what I want. He hesitates, glancing to Poppy then back as if to ask, “What will she think?”

I shrug one shoulder. We’re about to find out.

“You want to see how these two work on each other?” I ask our beauty, taking away Aiden’s flash of insecurity.

Or really, Poppy does that when she moans even louder than she did when I slid home inside her for that first irrevocable stroke that stole her virginity.

The moment I’ll cherish and replay on an infinite loop in my dirtiest fantasies for the rest of my life.

Knox spears his thumb into Aiden’s mouth, breaking the kiss he’s sharing with Poppy. “Suck it good, Aiden. I want to take her up again. Help me.”

“Go ahead.” I wrap my hand around the back of Aiden’s neck and help him stretch for his prize. “Take him into your throat and I’ll tuck you into Poppy’s pussy.”

As if he wouldn’t devour our best friend anyway. The man is a cock-sucking machine.

Rather than devour Knox in a single gulp, he takes his time, nuzzling our friend’s balls, sniffing deeply to catch the mingled scent of his junk and Poppy’s arousal. Then he laps at the proof of Knox’s possession. Of the seed he deposited in our beauty.

“Show me what he likes?” she begs him.

And he does.

Aiden doesn’t need another excuse. He draws Knox’s semi into his mouth and lips his balls. All the while, he’s humping Poppy, trying desperately to worm his way inside her without his hands.

The glide of his engorged head over her clit and sensitive opening are rekindling the embers of her passion.

She rocks toward him.

“Do you like watching Aiden suck Knox’s dick?” It’s obvious that she does, but sometimes Knox and Aiden need to hear it. Every once in a while, they worry that our lovers won’t appreciate the relationship the three of us share despite how often I like to prove otherwise.

Poppy is no exception.

She traces the spot where Knox’s lips ring Aiden’s dick.

The frothy white foam there is no deterrent either.

Remnants of Aiden’s and Poppy’s mingled secretions only make Aiden grind against Poppy harder. Faster. And more desperately. “Help me, Carter.”

“I love it when you beg so pretty.” I kiss his cheek and Poppy shudders beneath us.

“Please, can I have him?” She joins in the assault on my wicked restraint.

A feral smile spreads across my face.

Nothing has ever felt so damn right.

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