Page 88 of Achievement Unlocked

I wanted both so very much. “How does this work, if it’s more than a bedroom thing?”

“Same way it worked before, except that you stop thinking that you need to walk away at any point,” Nigel said.

“Wouldn’t dream of it.” Those were the thoughts of nightmares anyway. “I hated the idea, so much.”

“As for how it works.” Megan grabbed my hand and Nigel’s and tugged us further into the living room. “You can be with me or Nigel. I can be with you or Nigel. Nigel can…”

I smiled. “I get the point.”

Nigel stepped closer to me, and used his full body to nudge me into the wall that divided the living room from the kitchen. “Which means I can do this.” His kiss this time was both sweeter and more demanding than the one outside. This was full-body contact. Hard frame pressed to hard frame.

I loved every second of it. Every heartbeat that pulsed in my ears. Every nip I took along his lips and every lick he swiped over mine. And I loved that Megan was watching, and the soft little gasps she made. Nigel’s grunts.

I wanted more. Grabbing Nigel’s ponytail, I yanked, so I could bite along his neck.

Nigel’s response was to drop his hand and stroke my cock through my jeans. His touch was light and teasing in response to the hungry way I sank my teeth into his skin. His grip grew harder though—more insistent—until he abruptly snapped the connection between us by stepping back.

I didn’t have time to process my disappointment when he dropped to his knees in front of me.

He looked up to lock his gaze with mine. “It also means I can do this.” He caught my zipper in his teeth and dragged it down, never looking away from me.

My groan grew louder when he bit my erection lightly through fabric. Enough to sting, but not enough to make me think I needed to jerk away. When he freed me, his hand around my shaft was hot and electric. His mouth wrapping around me was even better.

I had my fingers in his hair again, and he licked and sucked with a furious vigor. I didn’t know if I wanted to watch him, or watch Megan as she watched us. But this was the best performance I’d ever been a part of.

The longer Nigel licked, stroked, and sucked, the more pleasure washed over me. Pressure mounted inside. My balls tightened. I wanted to close my eyes and sink back into an all-consuming climax.

But not yet. It ached to pull Nigel away, but I mustered the strength and tugged him to his feet. “I want to watch the two of you together,” I said.

Nigel stared back with a hungry fervor that probably reflected my own. “I thought you didn’t like to watch.”

“I don’t. Not for anyone but the two of you. I want to see the sparks fly.” Though I didn’t expect I’d keep my hands to myself for long.

The three of us moved into my bedroom. Megan and Nigel kissing was better than the Fourth of July. I stripped off my clothes as they undressed each other, and there was a frantic desperation in the way they moved. When we were all naked, I stepped between them, needing another taste of each.

I dipped my fingers between Megan’s legs to tease her already slick skin, while I gripped Nigel’s dick with my other hand. Teasing them both, I took kisses from her then him. There was a current that flowed through all of us that made my skin hum.

As hard as it was to let them go, I stepped back so they could move to the bed together.

I didn’t dare touch myself as I watched Nigel cover Megan with kisses, while he stroked his fingers along her pussy. If I did, I’d come way too soon.

He knelt between her legs and the head of his cock replaced his touch. He jerked himself against her clit, bumping and grinding, until she was writhing with pleasure.

She arched her back as orgasm tore from her in a scream, and Nigel penetrated her in a single thrust, as she peaked.

I could feel her pleasure and his enjoyment and the combination of both made me need to feel more.

Nigel stayed still, buried inside Megan, while a second orgasm surged then faded from her body.

There was no way I could resist being a part of this union. I grabbed a condom and lube from my nightstand drawer, and dragged a finger lightly up Nigel’s back. “Don’t move until I tell you to.”

His chuckle was strained, and a mischievous look flitted onto Megan’s face.

“What are you up to?” she asked.

“It turns out I like just watching even less than I thought. Don’t get me wrong, you two are…wow.” I puffed out the word. “But…” With my hand between his shoulder blades, I pushed Nigel forward.

He caught himself with his hands on either side of Megan, and he stayed deep inside her.

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