Page 65 of Seeking Two Lovers

“Yes,” she whispered, grabbing my ass and yanking me in.

Wet heat surrounded my head, and I groaned, blinking in the sight of Blaine dipping in and out of her sopping core. Wetness smeared around his groin, coating his drawn-up balls.

I lusted to suck on them, to lick her cream from the soft flesh. Ease a finger into his hole, stroke his prostate, and feel those jewels against my tongue as he fucked his load inside her.

“Fuck,” I cursed through clenched teeth, sliding my hand down over Lily’s breast, thumbing her nipple on my path toward her core.

Blaine sat onto his knees between her splayed thighs, rhythmic thrusts rocking her mouth over my cock.

Sweet, sweet pussy…bare and pink.

My mouth watered, and I slid my fingertips over her swelled clit.

She jolted beneath us, and I lifted my focus to Blaine’s face as she writhed, whimpering and choking on my dick.

Sweat lined Blaine’s forehead, his lips in a thin, grim line.

Holding back. Waiting for her.

He glanced up, catching my stare. My balls pulled up tight, all but disappearing into my body at the haze of passion and unadulterated lust in his black pupils. Had I not known any better, I would have sworn he wanted my hands on him in that moment.

I pushed against hope that sprung up inside my heart. I’d reached the end of my tether.

“Come,” I rasped out the command he always obeyed.

Blaine gasped and buried deep, a shudder ripping through him.

A pinch of my fingertips sent Lily along with him, both of their cries of release rushing my climax through me.

I pulled from Lily’s slack mouth and unloaded my spunk all over her tits and neck, streaks of milky white glistening on her flushed skin.

“God,” she moaned the word, her fingers trailing over her chest, smearing my cum toward her slit still pierced by my best friend’s cock. So goddamn beautiful in how she’d given herself to my love, I could barely breathe. “You killed me.”

A sweet smile, a gentle giggle left her mouth, and I shuddered on an inhale, my dick going limp in my hand even as my heart seemed to swell inside my chest.

Blaine gazed down at her, his gaze soft, his dick still buried inside her as she fingered her clit.

He bit his lip.

Watched her smear my cum around where he penetrated her. No disgust shone on his face, and he made no move to escape my spunk she painted over his groin.

Fucking hell, Lily would be the death of me. She gave me so much hope.

“Fuck that sweet pussy, B,” I told him, knowing how far up inside her he’d lodged and how he tended to stay erect even after blowing his load.

Blaine’s face went a deeper shade of red, and he rocked against her.

“Make her come again,” I rasped out, settling onto my ass beside Lily.

A flicker of need crossed his features, and he thrust shallower but hard enough that she gasped, her back arching.

Her fingers closed over her clit, and she shifted beneath him, chasing another orgasm.

I sank back and enjoyed the show, strangely satisfied in a way I’d never been before. My dick stirred at Lily’s moan of pleasure and the sight of her curves jiggling, the droplets of sweat falling from Blaine’s forehead onto her taunt belly as he continued to fuck in and out of her.

“So goddamn beautiful.” Unable to help myself, I leaned forward, licking over her tits, coating my tongue with my bitter, salty cum and Blaine’s sweat.

“Scott,” she whimpered and grasped at my hair, yanking my mouth toward hers. The tang of chardonnay and sweetness of her faded the flavor of my cum from my mouth.

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