Page 34 of This Is Love
And Rya? She blinks rapidly as she takes in one chest-heaving breath after another. “Oh my god. It feels too good. I can’t—” The words rush from her, unbidden, cutting off before she can finish the sentiment, not that she probably had a clue what she was going to say next. Clearly she’s overwhelmed, her body steeped in so much sensation, every nerve ending lighting up in response to these moments of sheer rapture.
She tightly hangs onto me, hands clawing at my shoulders. Her peaked nipples drag over my skin with every thrust Jaxon makes from behind. The trembles rolling through her give every indication she’s enjoying the ride. And me? I’m loving it, too. Everything from the feel of her quaking against me as she succumbs to the pleasure of Jaxon fucking into her tight pussy to the sight of his muscular body as his hips snap, burying his cock inside her over and over again.Fuuuck.
I’m still rocked by how this has all come about. How we got here from where we were just weeks ago. I will continue to have some misgivings where Jaxon is concerned until we’ve straightened out a few key things. Now is not the time for that. Especially not with his jaw going rigid, his eyes intent on her, and his movements slowing and becoming more purposeful.
“Fuck, pretty girl. You’re taking me so good. I’m going to come inside you, too,” he pants, his eyes roaming over her body before engaging with mine. “You like both of us having been inside you?” His teeth scrape over his lower lip, then as she nods feverishly, he groans, carefully dipping in and out of her body, and this time, it’s me who reaches between her legs to touch. I rub slow circles around her clit to match his rhythm, makingsure my fingers brush over his thick cock where it disappears inside her body.
“Y-yes. Please—” Rya eases back as if she’s searching for something. She stares into my eyes, hers a little unfocused as each breath feathers over her lips. The shaking of her thighs clamped around my body intensifies. Fuck. All signs point to her careening toward the edge again, another orgasm imminent. She twists in my arms, craning her head back.
“Fuck, baby,” Jaxon grits out as his lips crash with hers. Watching them, I can’t fucking help myself but lean in and join them. For several long seconds, I can’t say where any of us begin or ends. We’re lust incarnate. Tongues madly stroking. Teeth voraciously nipping. And heady moans tearing from each of us as we lose ourselves in the moment.
I groan as the two of them come together. My fingers curl around Jaxon’s dick as he slides in and out of our girl’s cunt, and I can physically feel the jerk of the cum rocketing from him. Rya’s cries of pleasure are only to be outdone by the gush of wetness, covering my fingers as her climax hits.
Wetting my lips, I wait a few minutes while they come down, breath and racing pulses slowing in the dark where we remain tangled together in the middle of Jaxon’s bed. On a shuddering exhale, Jaxon whispers, “That was so fucking good.” He slips free of Rya, taking her with him as he falls back onto the mattress.
I remain where I am for a moment, my eyes trained on her pussy, glistening and swollen from our activities. Crawling forward, I nudge her legs open. That gets her attention, and her brows shoot up, but that’s the most questioning she does. She follows my movements as I slowly bring a finger to her slit, collecting the cum that leaks from her before pushing it back in.
A startled, breathless, “Oh,” escapes her at the same time a rumble works its way up from Jaxon’s chest.
Blood rushes through my head, but my gaze remains fixedly on her pussy as I ease my finger back out, then push it back in.Fuck. Is the cum mine? Is it his?
I don’t fucking care. My eyes flick to Jaxon’s as I dip down, replacing my finger with my mouth. Sucking on her pussy lips, I could swear I’m in fucking heaven, but then I spear my tongue inside her and the feral noise that spills from my throat has my head fogging. The taste is uniquely us: Rya, Jaxon, and me. And I fucking love it.
I want them to love it, too. Rearing up, I crawl over Jaxon, my mouth seeking his like an unerring missile being dropped on its target. The groan he lets out when my tongue sweeps into his mouth is so fucking guttural, I know it never occurred to him that I might do this. Enjoying the heated look in his eyes before I shift, softly kissing Rya’s sweet lips.
She grips my shoulders when I try to keep it gentle. “No.” Shaking her head, she murmurs fervently, “Kiss me like you kissed him. Don’t treat me any different.”
My eyes widen a fraction, but I nod. Because if I’m kissing them the same, then I’m not holding back. “Fair enough.” And as my intent becomes clear, her lips curve as she watches me lower my face even with her pussy. Her gaze burns, and I maintain eye contact with her the entire time I lap at the cum flowing from her before fucking her with my tongue.
My heart thunders in my chest, noting Jaxon’s smirking expression as he takes it all in. “Give our dirty little dancer a nice, filthy kiss, Logan,” he rasps, turning to his side to watch as I do just that.
There’s no holding back, not when she asked this of me—because there’s nothing I won’t do for her… but also no way I’d refrain from taking full advantage of the demand. Taking her face between my hands, I kiss the shit out of her, the flavor of cum indecent on my tongue.
I’m not altogether surprised at this point, but she holds me tightly to her, giving as good as she’s getting. The kiss quickly spirals out of control as Jaxon gruffly whispers, “Gonna need another taste.”
Sunlight bleeds into the room,and I blink hard, hearing a rustling at my side. Shielding my face, I shift, cracking an eye open in time to see Rya making her way from the bed. Completely fucking naked. Within arm’s reach, Jaxon’s sprawled across that side of the bed, a sheet hardly covering his groin. And me, I’m no different.
But what did I expect after the hours of fucking that’d ensued once we settled in here together? I draw in a careful breath, not wanting to alert Rya to the fact that I’m watching her just yet.
Her skin glows in the early morning light, her lithe form graceful, even when hunting through the clothing strewn about the room. A sexy reel of our carnal adventures last night drifts smoothly through my mind’s eye. The only thing I’d have changed about it was to have done it with the lights on. But maybe that’s also why we’d been able to just fucking let go like that.
Would things have been different? Or would it have just been hotter? My lips twist. I can’t wait to fucking find out.
“What are you smiling about?” Rya’s soft voice floats across the room to me.
Her question only has my grin widening. I shake my head. “Just remembering,” I manage to say, though my throat is still raspy from sleep.
Her teeth press into her lower lip, and she nods. “Yeah. Me too.” Her cheekbones pick up this incredible pink stain as her gaze slides languidly over my body, then shifts to Jaxon’s.
I sit up, bending my knees and scrubbing both hands through my hair. “You okay?” My eyes roam, noticing quite a few red marks on her body.
She glances down. Exhales hard. “Yeah. I’m good. We were just a little…” Her brows furrow as her nose wrinkles. More color floods her cheeks.
“Athletic,” Jaxon mumbles, not bothering to move his arm from where it’s draped over his eyes. “Rabbit-like. Vigorous.” There’s a slight smirk playing at his lips. “Should I go on or does that cover it?”
I pick up the pillow from behind me and give him a solid whack across the chest, resulting in a huff of expelled air that ends on a laugh. “Dick.” I never would have dreamed of doing that before today, but here we are.
He throws it to the side, peering at me, then over to Rya. “Wait, where are you going, Rya?”
