Page 66 of Seeking Two Lovers

“Come all over his cock, little girl. Take what your gorgeous body needs.”

“Want…you…too.” She gasped between Blaine’s thrust, the words whispered into my mouth filling me so goddamn full of longing my heart once more ached.

“Later,” I promised and sealed my lips over hers, swallowing the cries the man I loved pushed from her lungs.

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LILY

Thank all things holy for the hard bodies bracketing me in the large shower because my legs had zero life left in them. My pussy ached in the most delicious way possible from Blaine’s thick and juicy cock, my skin singing as two sets of hands soaped my body.

Greyson cradled my front as Blaine worked his calloused palms over me from shoulders to heels. Blaine’s wall of hard, hot muscle caressed my back while Grey reacquainted himself with every inch of my skin, cleaning off the cum he’d gifted me with.

I’d called him Scott while coming, but I would get it right when not flying high as a kite.

The memory of him lapping up his cum, tasting his own spend, sent a shiver over me. I’d never seen a man do such a thing. Then to let me suck it off his tongue?

HolyfuckinghellIwantedtodoitagain.

And again.

And again.

I wanted Blaine’s spunk on my lips, Grey licking them clean—

Blinking the image from my mind, I focused on the dripping hair and vivid blue eyes in front of me.

“Where’s your mind, little minx?”

He would taste Blaine given the chance, I had zero doubt.

If he hadn’t already done so with one of their past hookups.

And Blaine certainly wouldn’t be averse to it even though Grey said he identified as straight. I didn’t question that truth either. I wondered if I pushed the two of them to cross a line they hadn’t before…

My core pulsed at the flashing image of the two men lip-locked.

Interesting.

And troubling because what the actual fuck? I shouldn’t have desired any type of sword crossing, tongues included, but the thought of Grey and Blaine together…

Disgust over my want should have twisted my stomach, not sent my girl bits into a burst of yes, please.

I reached behind me, clasping Blaine’s neck, and he bent willingly, nuzzling into my neck, his lips soft and roaming.

Grey watched Blaine’s path of open-mouthed kisses over my skin, his eyes darkening.

Without jealousy.

Also interesting…and not so upsetting, I acknowledged as the soreness between my thighs warmed and slickened.

“So now what?” I murmured, catching Grey’s gaze again after answering his question with one of my own.

“We crawl back into my bed and snuggle the hell out of you so you can sleep since we denied you that post-fucking blissed state you enjoy so much.”

“A Lily sandwich?” I asked, one eyebrow raised in question, butterflies erupting in my belly.

Blaine groaned against my skin, his large hands palming my breasts, lifting them.

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