My cock twitches and with shaky legs, I stand up and start to remove my clothes until I’m naked like her. She looks at me, her eyes full of lust, biting her lower lip. I can see she wants me. And what gives me the courage to keep going is that I’m not scared or put off that she looks at me like that. It’s not like that with her, not like it was with others.

I crawl on the bed and lower myself between her legs. I need to taste her before I feel her around my cock. I want her to scream my name as she cums on my tongue.

“Axel,” I say his name, hoping he doesn’t hear the tremble in my voice.

“Yes, Sam?” he asks.

“Suck on her nipples as I taste her.”

He gives me a wolfish grin as Harlow lets out a breathy sigh. “With pleasure.” He latches onto her breast, earning a cry of pleasure. I wait until I can no longer take it. I dive down to her core and get to work. I lap up her juices, groaning at how good she tastes, then suck and play with her clit using my tongue.

Her legs quiver as she grows slicker by the second. It doesn’t take her long before she’s soaking my tongue with her release, screaming into Axel’s mouth as they make out in a frenzy.

“Sam,” she breathes. “You do amazing things with that tongue of yours.”

I smile shyly at her compliment, and a rush of pride fills me. I love making her feel good. Anything to take her mind off the bad.

“How did she taste?” Axel asks, his lips red and swollen from their making out.

“Intoxicating,” I tell him.

“I want a taste,” he says, and I think for a moment he means he wants to taste her, but he pulls me to him. His lips crash into mine, and he takes her release right from my lips.

“You’re right,” he growls. “So fucking good.”

“Sam,” Harlow’s voice is almost a plea. But she doesn’t say more, not wanting to push me.

“Can I... Do I have to wear a condom? Because I will. I have no problem with that,” I ask, stumbling over my words as they come out in a rush.

“What do you want, Sam? I’m okay with anything you choose.” She smiles up at me.

“I wanna feel you, with nothing between us,” I tell her, biting my lip.Why do I have to make this so hard?

“Make love to me, Sam. Fill me up until it’s dripping down around your cock.”

“Fuck,” I breathe, really liking that idea.

Moving, I settle between her legs. “I’m sorry if I’m not any good at this,” I mutter. “I’ve ... I’ve never actually had sex before.” My eyes cast down, but Harlow doesn’t let me look away for long.

“Thank you for letting me be your first,” she says, her voice so soft.

We kiss, and it immediately eases my worries. I guide the tip to her entrance. Taking a deep breath, breathing through the nerves, I slowly push in. We both moan in pleasure, and god, does she feel amazing. So warm and wet and perfect.

“Sam,” she moans my name, sounding like sweet music from her lips.

“Harlow,” I whimper. “Fuck, you feel so good.” The feeling is overwhelming, my brain feels like it’s trying to process a million things at once.

“Shhh,” she says, rubbing her hand up and down my back. “Take your time.”

I nod, taking another breath. I need to move, but I don’t want to embarrass myself so soon. “I’m ready,” I say, after a moment.

“Sam,” Axel’s voice has me looking up at him. “You look so gorgeous inside our girl. Make love to her, you’re gonna love it when she strangles your cock as she cums.” He leans in and kisses me. I moan against his lips as his tongue slips in and starts to caress mine. It’s hot, slow, and has my cock twitching inside Harlow.

“Mhhhmm, whatever you’re doing to him, I like it,” she purrs, and I break the kiss, blushing. “Oh, Sam,” she laughs, reaching up to cup my face. “We’re all a bunch of dirty fuckers. There’s no way you can ever do something embarrassing.”

I bite my lip and smile, needing to kiss her next. Her lips move against mine, and in this moment, I’ve never felt so relaxed, so safe when it comes to sex, because this time I’m with two people who I’ve chosen to own me.

Pulling back all the way, I thrust back in. It doesn’t take long before I’m getting lost in the feeling of making love to my woman.