Page 72 of Trust in my Heart (Desires of the Heart 2)

She’s breathing hard when I pull away.

“Tonight is your night, baby. You just tell us what you want,” Dylan says softly.

“I want to suck your cock while Braxton and Easton fuck me,” she says bluntly.

“Fuck,” I say, and reach down to squeeze my cock.

She pulls me down onto the bed and straddles me after placing a condom on me.

Slowly, she slides down on me and looks back to Easton where he’s already got a condom on and is holding some lube.

“We need to go slow,” she says.

I cup her face in my hands. “We have the rest of our lives to fuck. Tonight, we will take our time with you. I know you are recovered, but we can still be gentle with you.”

“Alright,” she says, and leans down to kiss me. I feel her jolt, so I know that Easton must be starting to work a finger into her ass.

Dylan kneels beside us, and we both pull away to give his cock attention.

Holly and I lick along his cock and balls as Easton works Holly over.

We pause when he slowly slides his cock inside of her.

Her mouth drops open in a slight moan when he fully seats himself inside of her.

Slowly, we take turns sliding in and out of her as she takes Dylan’s cock into her mouth, sucking hard. Easton moves a hand in between me and Holly, and strokes her clit.

She clenches around me, causing a moan to burst from me.

Dylan has a hand in her hair as he thrusts in and out of her mouth.

“Fuck,” Easton says before he finds his release.

Holly finds hers a couple thrusts after, causing me to lose myself in her. Dylan is the last one to go, and Holly swallows everything he has to give.

It takes us a while for us to get our breathing under control, and everyone moves to where they can fall without hurting anyone.

“I died, you guys killed me,” Holly says, her voice hoarse from Dylan’s cock.

“Fuck, I forgot how good you feel wrapped around my cock,” I say, causing her to laugh.

“Let me grab the food,” Dylan says, getting up. Easton gets up to help him.

“So much for romantic,” Holly says. “Sorry that you went through all that hard work to set up that beautiful supper, and now we are just eating in here.”

I shrug off her words. “Don’t worry about it. Tonight was about us. Just because we are eating in here and not in the dining room doesn’t make it any less romantic. It’s kind of nice, since we had a few dinners in here while you were on bedrest, or breast feeding the babies. It has kind of become our thing.”

“I like that,” she says with a hum.

“Me too,” I say in agreement.

“This feels like how we should have been all along,” Holly says, lifting her head to look down at me.

“It is how it should have always been. I was just a stupid shit who couldn’t believe in the great woman we had in front of us the whole time. This time will be different,” I tell her.

“I love you,” she whispers softly.

I smile at her. “I love you too,” I whisper back, kissing her softly.

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