Page 108 of Seeking Two Lovers

Grey’s hairless hole…pink and puckered.

My finger caressed over the sensitive skin before I realized I’d made a conscious decision to touch. Drool pooled on my tongue.

“Yes.” He moaned and grabbed the back of his knees, lifting his ass higher—thighs wider.

“God, Grey…I never…” I stared, touching him again with a gentle feather of my fingertips over the softest skin.

“B—please.” His hole contracted, breaking me out of whatever trance I’d fallen into.

Desperation returned like a tsunami, sweeping me up in its madness. I scrambled to the bedside table, yanked open the drawer, and grabbed the lube and condoms I kept stashed there in the rare event we fucked a woman in my room.

“No condom.”

My head jerked toward Grey, my heartrate jacked and hands shaking.

“I’m finally going to have you balls deep inside my body,” he said, holding my stare. “The last thing I want is something between us.”

I didn’t argue, simply focused on his face and the desire in his beautiful blue eyes.

We never fucked women without condoms, and we both tested regularly. He was also on PrEP seeing as how he enjoyed dick occasionally on the side.

He nodded, our silent communication over the thoughts in my head settling the issue.

I sat on my heels once more, unable to keep from eyeing his tight hole while snapping open the cap of the lube. Never had I imagined readying myself to fuck my best friend—the act hadn’t ever crossed my mind.

But faced with his offering of love, of submission to the desire between us, there was nothing I wanted more.

“Fuck, Grey…need you so damn bad. Can’t even…” The words dragged from my throat like a ragged whisper, and Grey groaned his agreement.

My teeth gritted as I covered my length, squeezing the base after two slow jacks.

“Touch me, baby.”

Even on his back, Grey gave direction.

I slid lubed fingers over his hole, sending a shot of lust twitching through my balls, drawing them tight against my body.

“Mmm,” Grey moaned, pushing against my touch. “Put them in me.”

“Fuck, Grey,” I forced through my clenched jaw and eased the tip of my index inside his ass. Tight heat clamped around my digit, and I cursed a half-dozen times while pressing in further.

“Christ, B.”

I cursed again.

“Give me another.”

The bossy fucker got what he asked for as I worked a second finger in along with the first. My gaze dragged up over his tight balls, over his hard length, to the drip of pre-cum dangling from his slit to land in the small puddle collecting on his rippled abs.

An image of Lily slurping it up and closing her mouth over his bulbous head kicked up my need to a ridiculous high. I scissored my fingers like I’d seen Grey do to our hookups, readying him to take me because nothing would stop the rushing train we’d climbed aboard.

Grey reached down and jacked himself while I fucked into his tight hole. “Jesus, that feels good, B. Better than I imagined. Curl your fingers up…more…deeper…”

I did as told, and he hissed a curse, hips snapping upward when I hit his intended target.

“Bingo.” He groaned, his head tipping back. “Jesus fuck…”

I caressed his prostate a few times, but he tapped my wrist and squeezed the base of his dick. “Shove that cock of yours inside me before I erupt,” he begged, breathless and panting.

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