Page 56 of My Three Hometown Hard Hats
He slides his boxers down. I quickly move up onto my elbows, so I can take in his fully naked form for the first time.
He should be on the cover of a romance novel. Well, not with his dick out like that. A romance novel just for me, I guess.
He gives himself a few lazy strokes. I bite my lip, mesmerized by how sexy he is.
His hand flies out in the general direction of the guys, and he snaps his fingers. “Condom.”
“I don’t just carry them around in my sweats,” Conrad says, holding up his hands in dismay.
“Fine. Austin,” Brooks says, snapping his fingers again.
“Don’t snap at me,” Austin growls. “And no, I don’t have a condom on me at the moment.”
Brooks groans. “Why doesn’t the universe want me to fuck you?”
I decide to end his misery. “You don’t need a condom. I have an IUD, and I’m clean.”
He gazes down at me like he wants to devour every inch of me.I don’t doubt that for a second.
“I’m clean,” he says, still looking at me like I’m his next meal.
I glance over at the other two. They both nod, silently confirming that they’re clean as well.
“Lovely, no condoms,” Brooks says. He looks up at the ceiling like he’s talking to some greater power. “Now, can I please just have sex with my girl?”
My legs hook around his hips, and I draw him in close to me. He slides his hands behind my back, moving me up so I’m almost sitting. My arms wrap around his neck to steady myself.
He peppers a few kisses on my lips as his cock slides through the wetness from my orgasm earlier. His eyes lock on mine as he eases all the way in.
Brooks might be the funniest person I’ve ever met, but in these moments that count, he is sweet and wholly present with me.
We both take a moment to breathe when he’s fully seated inside of me. I can feel every inch of him, and I love it. My motion is limited from this position, but my hips start to grind against him anyway.
“You want more,” he whispers against my neck, where he’s trailing kisses.
“Yes,” I moan as he starts to move. My fingers slide into his hair. I get frustrated with his hair tie and pull it out, tossing it away from us.
I’ve never been with a guy with longer hair before, and I can’t get enough of it. He chuckles as both of my hands rake through his hair, firmly gripping it on the back of his head.
His pelvis grinds against my clit with each thrust with this delicious friction that’s bringing me close to the edge again. I thrust my head back, moaning loudly.
I hear a growl from my side and a muttered, “This is torture.” I glance over my shoulder to see Conrad pulling Austin back to his side, where he’s still leaning against the couch.
Conrad gives me a wink, so I focus on Austin. His face looks like he’s in pain, and a wave of panic washes over me until I look down and see he’s clearly hard beneath his sweats.
Brooks changes his angle slightly, making me scream out. “I’m going to come,” I say, staring at Austin. His fists are clenched at his sides, but he mouths “do it.”
Fingers grip my chin, turning me back to face Brooks. “This orgasm is mine. Look at me when you come.”
So I do just that. My eyes stay locked on him when my whole body stiffens as I come. He stills, holding me impossibly close as he follows me over the edge.
His strong arms stay wrapped around me tightly as I come back down to earth. He pulls out, grabbing a cloth from one of the drawers to clean us both up.
I wrap myself around him like a koala, and he carries me into the living room. He eases me down, so my head’s resting against some of the pillows.
“I guess I need to share now,” he says quietly.
“Sure as shit you need to share,” Austin growls from his side.I like growly, jealous Austin.
