Page 8 of Scandalous

“Liam,” he groans, pushing back against me.

“I’m sorry, baby. Let me make it up to you.” I run my fingers down his back until I meet his hips. Then I lift, pushing him to turn over.

Once he does, I meet his eyes.

His are dilated as they stare up at me. I love that he gets so turned on by me.

Leaning into his face, I take his lips with mine as I push his towel away. That’s one thing I love about sharing my space with him. Even though we each have our own rooms, we prefer to be together, which includes our showers.

We fooled around only an hour and a half ago, but my dick is already hard and ready for him. I can feel his own, hard as steel against my thigh.

“Tell me, Drake. What would you do if she were here?” I whisper to him.

It’s one of our favorite fantasies. We might not have Aurora, but it doesn’t mean she’s not with us. Oftentimes I make Drake tell me every depraved thing he wants to do to her. I echo his every want and desire. I love Drake, but I wouldn’t mind adding Aurora into the mix.

The others are hesitant, but I’m less analytical. I prefer to live in the moment and follow my heart. Well, maybe it’s my dick, but either way, it says Aurora is meant to be ours.

If only I could convince everyone else of that.

“I want her between us. You would suck on her nipples while I grind my dick into her ass. My lips would taste all over her neck and cheeks until I reach her lips. Then I would swallow her whole. I can imagine how sweet she would taste,” Drake pants as my hands make their way down his body.

“I would encourage you to slip your fingers into her sweet heat while I would reach around her to jack you against her. Can you imagine her moans? She would sound like an angel,” I continue.

Drake pumps into me as my hand finally wraps around him. He’s half-crazy at this point.

“Fuck,” he curses. “Can you imagine how she’d feel between us? You could be buried in her pussy while I bury myself in her ass. It would be the sweetest torture. Feeling her clench against each of us while being able to feel you through her thin walls.”

I smirk at him, my own dick leaking precum at the thought. We have never taken a girl at the same time. We have shared a few times in the past, but they were often scared of a little DP. Instead, we would often switch, one of us taking the girl while the other found himself inside an asshole, just not the girl’s.

“Liam, you need to fuck me. Stop with the foreplay. You already blew me earlier. I need to feel you moving inside me,” he gasps.

I pull both towels away, reaching into the nightstand table to grab the lube. After putting some on my dick, I begin to work some into Drake’s ass. He smiles up at me, panting at the feeling. Part of me wants to make him switch. The feel of him inside my ass is nothing like I’ve ever felt. Maybe one day we will find a girl willing to peg. That’s my ultimate fantasy. I want to take my man while my girl takes me.

The image is almost enough to make me blow, but I stop myself. Just barely. I give myself a minute before I press the head of my cock into Drake’s ass. He pushes against me, his legs wrapped around my hips.

This is his favorite position. While we can go at it harder in doggy, he enjoys being able to look me in the eyes as we fuck. It makes him feel more connected to me. I see the appeal. I like seeing how my dick makes him feel.

He moans, his eyes rolling back as I bottom out. Then I pull back out. I slowly build up my pace until I’m thrusting into him with a steady rhythm. That’s when I lean down, ensuring his dick is pressed between us, getting worked from the way our bodies move against one another.

Gripping his chin, I pull his mouth to mine, kissing him hard. He meets my tongue stroke for stroke. I let my hand fall away and find its way back to his hip.

He breaks away from my lips, groaning my name before speaking. “I want her here so bad. I want to fuck her. I want you to fuck her. Fuck, I just want us to all fuck all the time.”

I growl at the thought. “Ours. She should be ours.”

“Yes. Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Before the last word leaves his lips, his dick twitches against my abs, spilling between us.

I don’t last much longer. Soon I’m spilling inside him, his body still clenching against me as he comes down from his high.

“God, I love you.” I press kisses against his face.

“I love you too.” He’s breathless.

We lie like that a moment before I slowly pull out. I help Drake up, pushing him toward the shower once more. He smirks at me.

This time, we cuddle against one another while the water washes away the proof of our love for one another.

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