Page 92 of Seeking Two Lovers

Grey tore his lips off mine and planked.

Trying to pull him back to my panting mouth proved fruitless against his strength. His body rocked, fucking into Lily’s ass hard enough he moved my back along the mattress. “Touch her clit, B. Make her come around us.” Ragged, his command took me to the edge of sanity.

I shoved a hand beneath Lily’s belly, easily sliding through the sweat smeared between us to find her clit.

“Oh God,” she groaned, her forehead once more tilting on my chest.

Her cream smeared over our groins, the wet sounds of our fucking as loud as all three of us vocalizing and panting our need.

She shuddered as I slid my fingers along her nub, Grey’s thrusts rubbing her off on my hand.

“Yes. Oh, fuck, I’m going to come so hard.”

I pressed my fingers together, her slick clit between them.

She released with a shriek, arching, her head tipping back up toward Grey where he planked and fucked into her with abandon, slamming her against me.

“B…” he gasped out as we both buried deep.

Cum shot up through my length, ripping a grunt from my chest. Euphoria swelled in like a crashing wave, and I yanked him back down, the three of us a writhing mess of sweat and tangled limbs.

Grey waited for me to release, same as he always did.

He thrust twice more along my length while I filled the condom, the push and pull of both their bodies milking me dry and leaving me light-headed and gasping for breath.

A heady, spine-tingling moan, and Grey came, shuddering beneath my hands grasping at his back.

My ears rang as reality slowly settled over us.

Lily lay lax, trapped between two walls of hot, sweaty muscle. She let out a shuddered sigh. “I’m wrecked,” she murmured then giggled. “Seriously.”

Sated blue eyes found mine, the question clear as day in Grey’s gaze.

I smiled, letting him know it was all good. Unable to move and riding the highest of all highs.

Better than good.

“Thank fuck.” He tipped his forehead against my shoulder for the span of three heartbeats before pulling out and leaving Lily shivering in my arms.

She whimpered at the loss of him, and I soothed my hands down over her damp back, holding her close.

Grey headed to the bathroom, and I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly, my mind blown over what we’d done. Line thoroughly crossed. Not one ounce of regret or tendril of past shit pushing upward to steal my joy.

Lily released a shuddered sigh, shivering again, and I wrapped my arms tight around her realizing we hadn’t exactly taken it easy on her the first time being stuffed with two dicks. I’d been lost in the passion, same as Grey had seemed to be—bastards, both of us, for not thinking of her comfort. “Are you okay?” I murmured, my lips against her hair.

“Yep.” She popped the P, making both of us chuckle enough that my spent dick slid from her body. “That was the single hottest moment of my life.” Lifting her head from my chest, she held my gaze with a steady inquisitive one. “He’s a good kisser.”

Hell yes, he was.

My lips tingled, and I pressed them together, trying to hang onto the feeling of having his mouth on mine. Had I been standing, I felt sure just the touch of his mouth minus the hunger we’d gotten caught up in would have been enough to weaken my knees. All that talk about fireworks and the world falling away didn’t compare to how Grey’s mouth made me feel.

She clasped her hands over my pecs, resting her chin atop them. “Did you like it?”

“Yeah,” I admitted, my voice barely audible.

“Do you think he did?”

I glanced toward the bathroom door, watching Grey’s flexing ass as he moved to the sink to wet a towel to clean Lily up. “Maybe?” I offered.

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