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We went upstairs and cuddled in bed while I explained everything from the past twenty-four hours, beginning with Jack knocking on my door and telling me we were going on a hike. Noah was snoring softly before I could even get to the sex.

I kissed him on the cheek and rested my head on his chest. I was exhausted too; one night of sleep wasn’t enough to refresh me after yesterday’s marathon of sex. It would be all right if I napped for a little while. It’s not like I had anything else to do!

As I drifted off to sleep, I marveled at how lucky I was to be sleeping with three incredible men at the same time.

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Ash

I liked work.

It felt good using my hands: flipping pancakes, working a grill, cleaning dishes. Physical labor was satisfying. I enjoyed being busy, because it was the opposite of prison. In prison, I had nothing but free time. Time passed quickly when I was working.

But today, I couldn’t wait to get off work.

Because Melissa was waiting for me.

I knew we didn’t have a lot of time together. Her ankle was healing. She had a hike to complete. Any day now, she could leave.

I had no idea what would happen after that. I wasn’t concerned, to be honest. I was happy enjoying the present.

I was also happy that Jack had finally come around. That stubborn asshole had itbadfor Melissa. It was obvious from the moment he found her on the Colorado Trail. But nothing was easy with Jack, so he had to torture himself for a week before finally giving in.

But hehadgiven in. Hell, he dove right in like it was a deep river without any rocks.

It made me happy that my friend was happy. He deserved it after everything he’d been through with Sam.

Eventually, my shift ended and I drove home. I was exhausted from working overnight, but I was given a new jolt of energy when I saw Melissa’s bike—my bike—leaning against Noah’s porch.

I found them upstairs in bed, sleeping on top of the covers. Melissa was the big spoon, wearing only panties and a T-shirt. Her jeans were on the floor next to the bed.

I considered leaving them alone; Noah had worked overnight, too, and sleep was more necessary for his line of work than it was for mine. But the perfect globes of Melissa’s ass wereright there, exposed and facing me. The cotton panties looked so soft across her skin.

Instantly, I was consumed with a powerful need for her. I couldn’t walk away.

I knelt on the edge of the bed and gently planted a kiss on her hip. She made a happy little noise. I curled my fingers under the elastic of her panties and slowly slipped them off. She stirred slightly, but didn’t wake.

I ran my hands over her skin, from her ankles up to her thighs. I was as hard as a mountain now, and wanted nothing more than to take her right there the way she was. I knew she would like that. But I held back.

I could draw things out when I needed to.

My fingertips caressed along her thigh, then up between her legs. She was already soaked, a discovery that made me hold myself back even more. She sighed as my fingers dragged between her lips, circling her clit once. She was still on her side spooning Noah, but that gave me the perfect angle to eat her out from behind.

As soon as my mouth touched her swollen sex, she let out a soft moan. I pressed my fingers against her clit while focusing with my tongue, tasting as much of her as possible. She stretched a leg out, and I wondered if she was still asleep or only pretending now. It didn’t matter. She was loving this, and I was loving doing it to her.

The taste of her was incredible. Womanly and unique like a fingerprint. My tongue glided up and down her entrance, sliding inside every few passes.

Fingers laced into my hair like a caress. “I was having a dream about you,” she whispered.

“Dreams are overrated,” I replied.

She let out another soft moan while I returned to work. With my free hand, I reached down and squeezed my cock through my jeans. It was the only way to hold myself back, to keep from ripping off my clothes and plunging into her recklessly.

“Well hello there,” Noah rumbled, rolling over. “What did I wake up to?”

“Our second threesome,” Melissa purred.

“Excellent.”

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