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Rich pushes his cock into his brother in one quick thrust, and I can feel the world shift on its axis. This is it, for us. This is forever.
We all take a moment—Rich with his forehead dropped onto Dane’s slick back as he adjusts to being balls-deep inside of him, Dane making noises I didn’t think humans could make, and me, shocked to discover that the numbness in my pussy is quickly fading, and I’m starting to clench and drip again at the sight of it all.
When Rich collects himself, he pulls his hips back and thrusts forward again but leaves his forehead on Dane’s back, like he can’t bear to separate any part of himself from Dane’s body.
Desperate, after God knows how many years of secret, illicit desire, he doesn’t take his time or hold back on Dane. He starts to hump him hard and fast, so forcefully that Dane grunts with the effort of not toppling forward.
Rich unleashes himself on his brother, fucks his ass into oblivion in a way I’ve never seen someone fuck, and Dane takes it all like agood fucking boy.
I discover my hand between my legs again, my palm rubbing every part of myself, everything too sensitive for direct pressure with fingers. I ride thebutt of my hand in time with Rich’s thrusts, and everything in my core starts to tighten and squeeze.
“I’m gonna come again,” I tell them. Dane’s nostrils flare with pride, like we’ve won the olympics, and Rich raises his head. Both of their eyes are on me.
“I want to come together,” I say.
I know Dane can’t. I know that’s not in the equation. Not today. But Rich grunts and speeds up, stares into my eyes, obviously as desperate to do this together as I am.
I shove my fingers inside my pussy and it’s too much—way too fucking much—but it’s exactly what I need.
“Please,” I squeak out, and then my pussy explodes.
I can feel myself gush all over my fingers and onto the floor, and the sight of it sends Rich over the edge: his whole body goes rigid, his pumps into Dane’s ass suddenly stilted and stiff.
He moans loud, and long, and my orgasm goes on forever as I watch him fill his brother up with his cum.
They belong to me,I think.They belong to each other. I belong to them.
“Fuck,” Dane grits out in a strangled voice.
And to my unbelievable fucking shock, Dane’s cock starts spurting cum all over the bookshelf, firing off a hands-free orgasm at the site of me puddling all over the floor and the feeling of Rich finally taking what he wants.
“What in theactualfuck is going on here?!” shouts a voice.
We all freeze, bodies spazzing out, covered in cum, and as one we turn our heads to the left.
There, standing in the doorway in a suit straight off the set of The Godfather, is a tall man with salt and pepper hair and bright green eyes, exactly like Dane’s.
Oh.
Fuck.
Chapter Thirty-Five
Dane
I try not toimagine slitting my dad’s throat as Rich pulls out of me.
Of fucking course he’d materializenow.I wanted a minute with Rich to take this in, wanted to enjoy one fucking second of post-orgasm bliss with him inside me. But of course dad chosenowto show his face for the first time all summer.
Welcome home, daddy. Have I finally fully lived up todegenerate status?
Cara scrambles up and collects her dress, holding it in front of her naked body. She flushes, and glances nervously between me and Rich and my dad.
I know babygirl, there’s a bit of tension in here.
Rich keeps his back to dad and quickly pulls his underwear back on.
I don’t bother, just stand there naked and stare him down with an ass full of cum.
