Page 111 of Three Grumpy Groomsmen

I bend and take one of her nipples with my mouth, sucking hard, and she shatters.

“Oh, god! Yes!”

Her pussy clenches around my fingers and I immediately slip them from her body. I lift them to Liam’s mouth, and he sucks them clean as I drop to my knees. Then I pull Ivy’s ass tothe edge of the mattress and lean in, licking that sweetness up, circling her clit with my tongue, sucking hard as she cries out again then fucking my tongue into her.

Fuck. She’s amazing.

The things the four of us are going to do to and with each other.

The opportunities are endless.

I feel Liam’s hand run up my back, his fingers sliding into my hair, then gripping as I eat at Ivy, making her cry and gasp, until she’s almost there again. But I don’t let her come.

I stand swiftly, shoving my jeans and underwear down and kicking them off. I fist my cock.

“Fuck, Ivy, you’re amazing.”

Her hair is tousled, her lips swollen and pink, and she’s breathing heavily, looking happy and sated—and we’re just getting started.

“You still want my cock?” I ask, pumping my fist up and down.

“God yes,” she says enthusiastically. She looks at Liam. “And I want you to fuck me with Harrison.”

He blows out a breath. “You’ve adjusted pretty quickly to having three men in your bed, haven’t you?”

“It’s…incredible,” she says.

He laughs. “I think I can speak for all of us when I say we’re very happy to hear that.” He looks up at me. His smile dies, his eyes heat, and his voice deepens. “Very happy.”

I nod. “Yeah.”

He reaches back and grasps his shirt, pulling it over his head. Then he strips out of the rest of his clothes.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Ivy watching him, but I can’t fully take my eyes off of him. The desire I feel for him is as intense as ever.

“Liam—”

He cuts me off by stepping forward, grasping the back of my neck, and pulling me in for a hard kiss.

It’s hot and deep, his fingers gripping my neck, our bodies pressed against one another.

He pulls back, still holding my neck and says, “Fuck my girlfriend well, Harrison.”

“I intend to.”

“And take my cock like a good boy while you do it.”

Fuck. “Yes, sir.”

He growls again, squeezing my neck. Then he moves behind me, nudging me toward the bed. Ivy is watching us, her gorgeous body spread out for us, her pussy wet—from me, for me—just waiting.

I stroke myself again, taking her in. “God, this is like a dream.”

She smiles, stretching like a cat, spreading her thighs wider. “Averydirty dream.”

I lean over, bracing my hands on either side of her hips. I kiss her as I feel Liam move in behind me.

Then she says, “Love me, Harrison. With Liam.”

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