Page 20 of When We Breathe
Fuck. Me.
Before I can say a word, she’s got my swim trunksdown around my knees, and she’s wrapped her hand around my cock, pumping up and down in firm, steady strokes.
How does she know that’s exactly how I like it?
She takes me in her mouth, and I let my eyes close for just a second, loving the warmth of her and the softness of her tongue. I go back to work on my man.
“Fucking hell,” he murmurs, and I look up to find him watching us both. He’s hard as steel, his hand back in my hair, and I take him all the way down again just as Alex uses a hint of teeth around my tip. I swear to Christ, I’m going to come. “I won’t last, baby. Wanna come all over her.”
Thank fuck.
I pull her off me, kneeling before us, and we both fuck our hands, coming all over her pretty tits.
Alex grins, rubs her finger through the mess on her chest, then shrugs.
“Looks like I’m going for another swim.” She glances around to make sure we’re still alone in this part of the lake before she stands and kisses each of us. “I’m going to needlotsof lessons. Just for future reference.”
And with that, she turns and jumps back into the water, just as naked as the day she was born.
“Jesus Christ,” Adam says, shaking his head.
“I think we won the lottery.” I let my hand drift down his back to his bare ass. “We’ll finish this when we get home.”
“Count on it.”
“For the record,” Adam says as he pulls into Alex’s driveway later that evening, “I absolutely donotwant to leave you here tonight.”
“Same page,” I add as Alex frowns at both of us. We’re already out of the car, and I’m holding her bag.
“I mean, you’re not leaving me in the middle of nowhere,” Alex says. “This is where Ilive, so it makes sense that you’d drop me off. I pay rent and everything. Ichosethis place.”
Adam’s eyes narrow. She’s right, so we’re not going to win this fight.
“I had a lot of fun today,” Alex says and leans in to give Adam a hug, resting her sweet face against his chest. She then gestures for me to join them. “Come on. Get in here.”
With a smirk, I close in behind her and hug them both.
“I like being an Alex sandwich,” she mutters against him. “It’s …safe.”
Adam’s brows pinch together. “Come home with us, and you can be the sandwich all night, Princess.”
She smirks. “I have to work tomorrow. I actually have to go to the office for a meeting first thing. The weekend is over. But this was fun.”
“Nothing is fuckingover,” I growl into her hair.
“The weekend is,” she says again. “Thanks for everything. The boat was awesome. Thanks for sharing it with me.”
Her phone rings, and Adam and I pull away enough for her to pull it out of her pocket.
“This is Dani.” She answers. “Hey, sissy, can I call you in—wait, slow down.”
Her face falls, and she closes her eyes.
“Well, fuck. She’s okay? Did he …? Thank God. I’ll go see her tomorrow. Fuck, I hate people. What a piece of shit. Okay, kiss Birdie for me. Love you, too.”
She hangs up and sighs, shaking her head.
“What’s wrong, Shorty?”
