Page 75 of Pucking Tangled
“I’ve spent half my life loving you in silence. Now that I’ve have you, I don’t know that I can ever let you go,” he told her with tears in his eyes.
She nodded in understanding. “Don’t ever let me go, Casey.”
As they stretched out across the bed, catching their breath a few minutes later, Mia mumbled, “You two are…intense, you know.”
“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Casey turned his head to the side so he could see her face.
“It’s…incredible. Raw. Passionate. Hot.” She giggled as she finished speaking.
“You hear that, O. She thinks we’re hot.”
Owen chuckled and crawled out of bed. He held out his hands to both of them. “Come on, you two. Let me draw us a bath.”
Mia raised a brow. “A bath? Like…together?”
“Yes,” Owen replied, an amused expression on his face.
“I don’t know about you, but one of us has cum all over his back,” Casey teased. “Besides, this is Owen’s thing. He likes to take care of me after…”
“It’s called aftercare for a reason.” Owen smacked Casey’s ass playfully.
They walked into the bathroom together, and Owen filled their oversized tub with hot water and lavender bath salt.
“You two have been holding out on me. This tub ishuge.”
“What can I say? We like bathing together.” Casey shrugged.
“You’re welcome to it anytime, Mia,” Owen said softly before taking her hand and helping her step in.
He did the same for Casey before climbing in with them.
No one spoke much as they bathed. This wasn’t about sex or passion. It was about gentle moments and tender touches.
When the water eventually began to cool, Owen helped them from the tub and handed them towels to dry off with.
Back in the bedroom, Owen offered Mia one of Casey’sshirts to wear while they pulled on their boxer briefs.
Casey’s heart did a stupid little flip-flopat the sight of her wearing his old college t-shirt. Like it made what finally happened more real. Made her….his.
Together they crawled into the bed that still smelled like sex, with rumpled sheets and pillows in disarray and cuddled one another.
Owen
Owen thought he was sated. He thought he’d had enough to tide him over, at least for now. But the second they walked back into the bedroom and he saw the rumpled sheets and smelled sex in the air, he was instantly hard again.
He laid in bed behind Mia and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his front so she could feel how much he still wanted her. Wantedthem.
Casey turned to face them, and Owen caught his eyes.
“I can’t stop thinking about both of us inside her, Case,” Owen told his boyfriend, playfully nipping Mia’s earlobe. He rolled his hips and pressed his erection against her ass. “I was trying to be good. To do the right thing and let us all rest.” His hand slid under her shirt and palmed her breast. “But I can’t.”
Mia arched her back and hummed.
“What do you say, Mia?” Casey asked, flicking her nipple through the thin cotton. “Do you think you can handle us, or are you going to make Owen wait?” He slipped his other hand between her thighs.
“Yes. Please,” she sighed.
“Mmm. She’s already wet again, O.” Caseypulled his fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in Owen’s mouth. Thank fuck she wasn’t wearing panties.
