Page 13 of Four Love (Ever and Always 2)

Holly hummed when Lorenzo ground them together then withdrew to begin again. From either side of them, Trent and Owen witnessed how she molded to him, wrapping her arms and legs around him to hold him tight. Lorenzo wasn’t going to reject her full-body hug. He got lost in the feel of her surrounding him, clinging to him, instead of shoving him away like his ex had.

That meant he moved more carefully, with shorter, slower strokes. And as amazing as Holly must have felt against and around him, he had enough stamina to last a long time with such measured movements.

Holly, on the other hand, wasn’t complaining. She ran her fingers through Lorenzo’s hair, dragged him to her for long, languid kisses that matched the sedate pace of their movements, and sighed between his open lips. She rallied from her previous climax bit by bit until eventually she was digging her heels into his ass and encouraging him to fuck her faster and harder, though it would have been impossible for him to be any deeper inside her than he already was.

Owen stared at where her body swallowed Lorenzo whole. Damn.

Trent lifted her hand and kissed each of her fingers before asking, “Are you going to come again, Holly?”

She bit her lip and nodded as she concentrated on the pleasure beginning to coalesce in her core. Owen saw her tightening around Lorenzo, and wondered if he was going to be able to resist, like Trent had. He was sure his roommate would have loved to surrender, to allow himself to be swept away with her, except he knew—as Owen did—that the longer they held out, the better they could satisfy Holly.

And they had a lot to make up for after the night before.

That thought alone kept him focused, primed without danger of being unable to do his part.

Lorenzo put every one of the hip rolls dancing had taught him to good use as he fucked Holly. When he tapped a particular spot deep within her, she gasped and her eyes flew open. He grinned as he repeated the motion again and again.

Trent chuckled. “You’re evil, Lorenzo.”

“Determined,” he corrected through clenched teeth.

It only took a time or two more before Holly shattered around him. He let her squeeze his cock and hug it tight before he admitted he was about to lose it too and reluctantly withdrew.

It was only when he slumped onto the pillows that he seemed to realize what his marathon performance had done to Owen, who was nearly vibrating with the need to be inside Holly. The tip of his cock was wet with precome and his breathing was harsh and uneven.

Owen had run out of patience and restraint. He rasped to Trent, “Make sure I don’t hurt her.”

“You’re not going to do that.” Holly grabbed hold of his wrist and yanked. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me today, but…I need more. I need you.”

“I don’t see anything wrong with that at all.” Trent grinned even as Owen grimaced. Was she bummed that her body craved his?

When he hesitated, she lost the dazed look in her eyes long enough to rethink what she’d said. “Owen, sorry. I didn’t mean it like it sounded. It’s just that I’ve never been like this before. You guys make me…insatiable.”

“It’s because you want all three of us. Together again. And until you have it, this is just an appetizer.” Trent kissed her forehead. “I know, because it’s the same for me.”

Sure enough, Trent was so damn hard it had to hurt. Lorenzo was too, idly rubbing his dick while he watched Holly move restlessly on the bed beneath Owen. Every stroke or two Lorenzo had to stop and let himself recover some more. Owen could understand. Holly had him on the verge of exploding and he hadn’t even been inside her yet.

“We can do that if you want.” Owen tried not to sound disappointed. Selfish or not, he’d hoped to have her to himself for just a few minutes before they moved on.

Holly shook her head. “Trent’s going to have to wait his damn turn.”

The guy chuckled at that, clearly not too upset about it. “Every turn is my turn when I get to see you loving this like you do.”

“Good. Then it’s settled. Please, Owen.” Her doe eyes seemed bigger and more beautiful than he’d realized when she peered up at him from beneath heavy lids.

“No need to beg,” he promised her. His body responded for him, moving closer so that he could set the tip of his cock at her entrance. Meanwhile, Lorenzo and Trent took care of desensitizing her, touching her everywhere and kissing her shoulders, neck, and breasts.

All Owen had to do was fuck and they would make sure it was good for her.

He had one job. He could do that.

Owen pressed forward, tunneling within her hot hold. The slick velvet of her pussy welcomed him and guaranteed he wouldn’t be able to hang on anywhere near as long as Lorenzo had before he needed to call in reinforcements.

Fortunately, now that she’d already come twice, Holly seemed in the rhythm of things. It didn’t take many pumps for her thighs to start trembling around his hips.

“Damn,” she moaned. “You’re so good at that. Fuck me faster, Owen. Harder.”

Itwaswhat he was best at. Trent was debonair, Lorenzo was sultry, and Owen…well…he was raw and rough around the edges. If that’s what she needed, intensity without a lot of polish, she’d come to the right man.

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