Page 113 of Three Grumpy Groomsmen

“Can you feel me, Ivy? Do you feel me fucking you too?” Liam demands.

“Yes, fuck us harder, Liam!”

He slams into Harrison. Harrison groans. Ivy cries out.

“Like that? You want more of that?” Liam asks.

“Yes, fuck. Take it, Ivy. I want you to come on my cock before Ford takes you. Get me all wet and sticky with this beautiful pussy,” Harrison says. “Let’s get you all hot and wet for Ford.”

My pulse quickens, and my cock pulses as that seems to take Ivy even closer to coming.

“Oh, God!” Her grip on Harrison tightens but she looks over at me. “Ford,” she breathes.

“Right here, Ivy. I’m right here.”

“I need you.”

“You’ll have me.”

“Take your clothes off.”

I love when she gets a little bossy. She knows she’s the center of this little universe. She knows she has all the power. And she’s so damned beautiful taking it, because she also gives it.

She’s sunshine, and warmth, and laughter, and happiness, and love. For all of us. She gives us her trust, her acceptance, her body, her everything.

And she’s going to get it all back. Times three.

I strip out of my clothes as Harrison and Liam fuck her faster and harder.

She’s climbing toward her orgasm. I can hear it in her moans and cries, see it in her face.

“Fuck, Ivy, I’m going to come,” Harrison groans. “Can I fill you up, pretty girl?”

“Oh, God, yes!”

Harrison thrusts hard, then tenses as he starts to come. Ivy cries out, coming apart. Liam stops, holding Harrison’s hips tightly as Harrison buries his face in her neck and Ivy screams out his name.

Harrison kisses her deeply, but then Liam is pulling him off of her, bending him over further, and fucking him hard.

I immediately climb onto the bed between her thighs. I lean in and kiss her, and she wraps herself around me. When I lift my head, I smile down. “Hi.”

“Hi.”

“You okay?”

She shakes her head. “I need you inside me.”

I shift my hips back, then thrust, filling her up.

She gasps, then moans. “Yes. Like that.”

I slide one hand under her ass, lifting her hips slightly. Then I pull back and thrust forward. Hard. Fast. Deep.

“This is how I want you,” I tell her. “Under me. Around me. Against me. With me. Every. Fucking. Night.” I punctuate the last three words with thrusts. “With Liam and Harrison right here with us.”

I see her eyes fill with tears, but she’s smiling. “Yes. Yes. That’s what I want.”

I know it’s sex. I know it’s endorphins and the fact that I’m balls deep in her on the heels of a hard orgasm. I know it’s the high and happiness of the night. But I’ll take it.

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