Page 16 of Second Chance for the Single Mom

Shay crouched on the bed to my right, lowering his lips to my neck while a condom wrapper crinkled in Lucas’s hand. Behind Lucas, Jordan leaned against the wall and smiled down at me while slowly stroking his long cock. I wasn’t used to having my attention divided like this—it was almost too much mental stimulation for me to handle. Everywhere I looked was a nude man, each of them with the solitary priority of pleasuring me.

Lucas covered me with his body, brushing his lips against mine for just a moment. He pushed my thighs apart with one knee, the move familiar and also new at the same time. I reached between us and touched his cock for the first time in years, guiding the bulbous head up and down my molten slit.

Shay turned my head sideways and pressed his forehead against mine. “Relax. We’ve got you.”

Oh my God, that turned me on more than I ever expected. I surrendered to him then, surrendered toallof them, practically vibrating with anticipation from what they intended to do to me.

Lucas gently kissed my cheek, then whispered into my ear, “Is this what you want?”

I turned away from Shay to look up at my ex. His eyes bore into mine, as if he could look directly into my soul. For an instant, it was like I had time-traveled back to high school, when I constantly lost myself in that gaze.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Do you think you can handle all of us?” he asked.

I bit my lip and nodded slowly.

Lucas held my gaze a moment longer, then moved his lips to my ear. “If it’s too much, just let me know.”

It was exactly what I needed to hear. That I was safe with Lucas, but he was going to take control and do with me what he pleased. That he was going touseme the way I loved.

But it wasn’t just Lucas taking control. It was all three of them.

And somehow, surrendering to the group of them was even more satisfying, more exhilarating.

He shifted forward, sinking into me. I could feel his heartbeat in his hard length as he pushed deeper, inch by inch. I let out a moan, eager to let him know just howgoodthis felt.

And then he stopped delaying and gave me all of his weight, spearing me to the core.

I wrapped my arms around his back and moaned loudly, my fingernails digging into his muscles. Shay was there again, twisting me toward his face and drinking my moans with his lips. It was such a new sensation, feeling two different bodies at the same time. Electricity pulsed everywhere our skin touched, different frequencies for Shay and Lucas.

I sighed softly as Lucas picked up the pace, hips rolling into me with sensual need. “I’ve missed this,” he groaned into my neck, his head moving alongside Shay’s.

“Me too,” I gasped, sliding my fingers into his hair and squeezing, holding him against me.

I closed my eyes and lost myself in their dual movements, under the control of two pairs of lips and hands.

But a voice in my head whispered:there’s a third pair going to waste.

I pried my eyes open and rolled my head to the side, finding Jordan still leaning against the wall. He was stroking himself faster now while watching hungrily.

“You just going to stand there?” I asked while Lucas continued driving into me steadily.

Jordan smirked down at me. “I’m being a good boy. Lucas told me to wait my goddamn turn.”

“For her pussy,” Lucas clarified, tongue licking a trail down to my breasts. “She’s got other holes.”

Jordan grinned. “I guess she does, huh?”

Shay squeezed his fist tightly in my hair, twisting me around so he could kiss me again. Then he used the grip to rotate my head back toward Jordan, who approached the side of the bed. I reached out and touched his hard length again, shocked at the heat radiating off the skin. Long and straight and perfectly cut, I stroked his cock a few times, savoring the way it felt in my fingers. I stared up into his familiar cobalt eyes and brought him slowly in the direction of my mouth.

“Holyfuck,” Jordan groaned, voice cracking as I closed my lips around his tip. I heard a sharp intake of air, and a hiss of pleasure.

“Good girl,” Shay purred behind me, and I absolutelymeltedat his tone. His fist went tight in my hair again, and he guided me back and forth on Jordan’s cock, urging me to take more.

A brief moment of clarity cut through all the pleasure:this is really happening. I’m having sex with three men at the same time.

What would the high school version of me think if I could go back in time and tell her?

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