Page 73 of Finding Their Place

She moaned and arched her back deeper in my periphery when I peeked, brushing her side against my thighs.

Wyatt ate at my mouth with luscious strokes of his tongue, and I continued to fuck my hand, my knuckles moving over Haley’s back.

“Oh my God.” Haley let out a low moan, shifting closer to me. “You two…”

I tore my mouth from Wyatt’s owning, desperate to see her.

Haley watched us over her shoulder. Gorgeous dark eyes overrun by black pupils, she peered at us with lust in her eyes.

My gorgeous Hal…

“Would you let a woman suck you off, Garrett?”

Wyatt’s question sent a shockwave through my groin, but my focus slipped down to Haley’s mouth rather than jerk toward him.

She released a soft moan—and licked her lower lip.

Fucking hell.

I swallowed hard, my mind torn, battling with the throbbing need in my groin.

Wyatt pulled out and shoved his face between her thighs, pushing a moan from Haley’s throat.

Her eyelids fluttered shut.

Maybe she would just think I was too far gone in my lust for Wyatt to care it was a woman rather than a man’s mouth on my cock…

In that moment, the tightening of my balls decided for me.

I moved on my knees until I knelt in front of her. Grasping her chin with a shaking hand, I lifted her head, and she peeled open her eyelids.

Dark eyes collided with mine, cloudy from arousal as Wyatt ate at her ass.

There was no playing this off as mere lust.

She knew I was well fucking aware it was her mouth opening for me—because I groaned her name as her lips closed over me.

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“Oh fuck, fuck…fucking…Jesus Christ.” Garrett gasped and whimpered curses as I leaned forward to suck him down further.

He grabbed hold of my face. “Jesus,” he repeated and backed out, leaving a smear of pre-cum over my tongue.

I probed at his slit for more, his eyes on mine. Unwavering. Not a hint of disgust that it was a woman sucking his dick and moaning over his salty flavor. Hope tingled in my chest, and I clung to the feeling, wanting him—both of them—so badly that wetness stung my eyes.

Garrett pushed back in with a deep groan, blinking as though trying to keep my face in focus.

My love for him swelled inside my chest, expanding and reaching to my extremities. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him. Nothing I wouldn’t give him.

“You’re driving him insane,” Wyatt murmured against my core before licking me from my sopping pussy to my asshole and making me desperate to feel him deeply seated in either hole.

“Mmm,” I agreed, relaxing my throat as Garrett pushed in once more.

“God, Hal.” Garrett gulped, pulled from my mouth as though needing a break, and held my face, his thumbs caressing me in time with Wyatt’s lips.

Tingles raced over me at their dual touch, pebbling every inch of my skin. Lust raced through my blood, a desperate need to have them both inside me.

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