Page 32 of This Is Love
The nod she gives is instantaneous. I peck her already swollen lips, then move to kneeling. My fingers hook in the waistband of the thong, then I slide it from her. She’s so fucking perfect. Pussy completely bare, the smooth skin beckoning to me.
“Is she wet?” Logan grits out, blue eyes following my every movement.
With my chest expanding on a deep breath, I slip my fingers between her legs. They come away slick with her arousal. “Oh my fucking god,” I grind out, my brain near exploding at the feel of her.
The moan that is wrenched from Rya is almost my undoing—because it’s my goddamn name on her lips. Exquisite torment is etched into each of her beautiful features. My eyes crash shut as I push a finger inside her, then pull it back out. “So fucking wet,” I growl. “So goddamn fucking tight.” I suck her arousal from my skin. It’s my first taste of her, but if I have my way, it won’t be the last.
“Come here, Rya.” Logan’s tone leaves no room for argument. Before she knows what he’s about, he grabs her by the waist and lifts her over him. “Straddle me.” She settles her knees on either side of his torso and looks at me with wild eyes. Her pussy and ass are right in his face, and he grasps her hips, tugging her right where he wants her. “Let me taste that sweet fucking pussy. I’ve missed it.”
She blinks, then takes in a stuttering breath. And in the next second, he yanks her down to his face, groaning as he inhales.
The memory of Logan putting me on my fucking knees slams into me. This side of him, this commanding nature is so unexpected but so fucking good. I love it. My lip curls inapproval at the sight before me—the best part being the flicker of shock on Rya’s face as Logan feasts on her pussy.
Unable—and definitely unwilling—to be a bystander for a second longer, I peel Logan’s joggers from him. His only response is a throaty groan, but Rya swallows convulsively as his cock bobs free, standing stiffly at attention not far from her face.Fuck.Yes. I lean in, capturing her lips with mine, and she moans first, then pants into my mouth while her hips buck. The kiss is immediately wet and dirty, to match what Logan is doing to her with his wicked tongue. I’d die to get a better view, but there’s time for that later.
“We need you naked, too,” she whispers against my lips.
Something misfires in my head, and my dick twitches in my pants, leaking pre-cum. Thoughts of all the carnal acts I want to experience with these two jolt through my head. I shove the joggers over my ass, freeing my cock, and kick them away before resuming my position. Her gaze drops, taking me in, the glint in her eye making me harder. I want her mouth on my dick some kind of bad. I’m never going to be able to look at my bed—be in my room—without remembering every fucking second of this insanity.
On second thought,insanitydoesn’t describe this well enough. It’s animal need. It’s pure fucking bliss. And it’s going to bring us to goddamn nirvana if I have anything to say about it.
Rya wears a funny expression on her face, almost as if she knows exactly what’s in my head. She gestures toward Logan’s dick and grasps my hand. Explosions detonate in my head as she places it right on his hard, thick length. I grasp him firmly, giving him a nice, long stroke from base to tip and back. A muffled groan of approval shoots from him, but that’s all we’re going to get with his face full of pussy.
My pretty girl bites her lip, her brow arching. “You take care of him… and I’ll take care of you.” She beckons me closer, her eyes glued to my cock.
My chest all but convulses as she takes me in one hand and brings me to her lips, dropping a soft kiss on the head. And then she flicks her tongue out, and it’s on. The pleasure is fucking blinding the moment she takes me into her mouth. She sucks me so fucking deep my eyes roll back in my head. Then, when I finally have it in me to focus, it’s almost more than I can take. A filthy fucking fantasy come true. It’s such a feast for the eyes—our girl between us, each of us finding pleasure in one another. And the thing is, it’s not simply about who’s touching me at the moment. It’s the entire fucking decadent package. It’s all the visuals and sounds and scents, too. All our senses engaged, tying up our three-way union with a pretty goddamn bow.
Rya watches me, that beautiful gaze pinned on mine, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes. “You’re taking my dick so good. Do you like sucking me off while Logan feasts on your cunt?”
She can’t answer with words, but she does with the strangled, beautiful moan that vibrates along my cock.
“Logan, is she sweet?” My breath hitches as Rya renews her efforts. “Ahh… is she gushing all over your face? Your cock—” I completely lose track of whatever dirty thing I was going to say when said dick gives a violent jolt in my hand, moisture seeping from the head. I guide Rya’s motions with a hand under her jaw while I skim my thumb along Logan’s slit, smearing the slickness over his dick as I continue to pump him.
Rya’s entire body tenses up, and she stares at me, a wild look in her eyes. Then, a growl rips from Logan, followed by a muttered curse. “F-fuuuck. That’s it, baby. Come all over my face.” She’s gasping and groaning around my cock, and I knowI’m going to come down her throat and this’ll all be over if I don’t get a hold of myself.
I slip my cock from her and release Logan’s dick at the same time. I glance over to see him massaging her ass cheeks, and only a second later, he smartly smacks the one. “Good fucking girl,” he grits out. “On your back.”
Practically boneless, she climbs from atop Logan, then twists around to lie down at his side, looking between the two of us expectantly. Only a moment later, he gives me a subtle go-ahead with a tilt of his chin.
My cock jerks at his unspoken suggestion. There’s no way I’m arguing when my dick’s still wet from her mouth. I crawl forward, eyeing her. “Open your legs for me, Rya. I wanna see my pretty girl’s pretty pussy.” At her hesitation, there’s no doubt in my mind her cheeks are stained pink, but I arch my brow, and that’s all it takes.
Her knees drop to the sides, putting her on display for me. In the dim light, I see all the glistening skin. I don’t know what kept me from fucking her weeks ago, because I could have. And maybe that says something about me. Maybe it redeems me in a way… at least in her eyes.
But also maybe in his. I shift my head to the side, feeling his hot stare on me. He gives me a subtle nod, and I line the head of my cock up with her soaked entrance, then brace myself over her, taking her lips in a feverish kiss that goes on and on. And still, I wait until she’s writhing and making soft little whimpering sounds in the back of her throat before I proceed. “You’re ours, pretty girl. MineandLogan’s.” I thrust forward, sinking inside Rya’s body to the absolute hilt.
She lets loose a wild noise that’s part lust and part desperation as she wraps her arms and legs around my body, locking me in place. As I slowly piston my hips, relishing the warm wetness of her cunt and the way her muscles grip me sofucking tightly, my stepbrother props himself up on his elbow, avidly watching. He leans in, kissing her neck, then turns his head, nipping at my jawline. With my body heating from the inside out, I swivel to face him, not letting him break my rhythm.
His breathing is ragged as he watches us, a fire in his eyes that I doubt will be tamped down by much. He slides a hand over my ass, making my head go hazy. All of it is simply too much for me to take in at once. He’s touching me while I have my dick inside Rya. A moment later, he lunges forward, our lips slamming together in a kiss so potent and heady, it damn near takes my breath away.
Within the confines of these four walls, the three of us, we’re lost to each other. And in this moment of delirium, I doubt any of us want to be found.
16
LOGAN
Holy fuck.Jaxon’s kiss is like a storm lashing at my insides. Like the howl of wind and a crash of thunder. The way we’re attacking each other’s mouths while his hips continue to piston into Rya, ripping cries of undiluted pleasure from my best friend—well, it’s sheer madness.
So’s the fact that I don’t seem to give a flying fuck that it’s Jaxon pulling these noises of primal ecstasy from her. I have to—no, need to—watch him take her like this. It does something to me I can’t begin to explain. Wrenching my lips from his, I breathe hard, my gaze lingering on his dick as it plunges into her. But I need more.
