Page 64 of Seeking Two Lovers

Holding my gaze. Full of longing. Desire to ease the ache spreading through my entire body.

“Christ.” I gritted my teeth and hissed while gliding my palm over my slick head.

She licked her lower lip, those damn dark eyes of hers begging for more.

I groaned and rocked up into my fist.

Blaine pulled away from where he’d nuzzled her neck and glanced at me, his pupils blown wide, eyes hazed with lust.

I longed for him to ask me to join them—prayed he didn’t.

Please her…fucking hell, take for once in your life, B.

His focus flitted back toward her face, and he slid down over her tight, little body.

“Oh, God.” She gulped, her hands finding his hair as he buried his face between her thighs. Her legs rose, knees tight against his head, holding him in place. “Shit…so good.”

Fucking hell…

A choked, garbled moan barely escaped Lily’s parted lips, and she bowed. “Blaine!” Her shriek cut through my room, seizing my balls up tight.

The wet sounds of Blaine eating at her pussy, his moans of appreciation over her sweet cum sent tingles down my spine.

I gripped the base of my dick and squeezed, willing him to hurry the fuck up already before I lost my shit.

He shifted back onto his heels, grabbed the condom, and sheathed up regardless of the way his hands shook.

Lily reached for him, and eyes locked, they came together in one long, agonized groan of pleasure that rocked me to my core.

My Blaine, my love, had finally taken another step toward freedom, and although my heart ached in my chest, happiness rushed over me like a massive swell.

I imagined the tight clasp of her heat around him, the slick wetness of her cum easing his thrusts into her tight pussy. Heaven…and it was hell having to observe rather than enjoy what I remembered all too well.

Lily tore her gaze off Blaine’s flushed face, watching as I stroked down over my cock regardless of my tumbling emotions.

“He’s so fucking hot,” she groaned the words, her gaze on my hand.

Blaine glanced my way, panting, his eyes still hazed—and needy. “Yeah,” he whispered and flicked his tongue over his lower lip.

What. The. Fuck.

My breath caught, but I told myself I’d heard meaning he hadn’t intended, that the licking of his lip had nothing to do with his wishing for a taste of the slickness coating my cock.

“Oh…” Lily’s back arched beneath Blaine, pulling his focus off my dick.

Our gazes clashed, fire rushing through me.

“Yes, Blaine…right…there.” Lily gasped.

“Grey—” Blaine’s voice choked off and not because he needed me to finish what he’d started.

He wanted me with them in that moment.

Fuck being unselfish.

Heart racing, I strode toward the bed, shoving at my jeans as I went. A fumbled kick rid me of shoes and clothes from the waist down, and I climbed onto the mattress beside Lily’s head, my focus intent on her parted lips as my fingers found her hair, wrapping up tight.

Crowding close, I held my dick out in offering, ready to demand what I needed if she didn’t open wider.

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