Page 109 of Finding Their Place

“Take me,” I repeated my earlier whisper.

“Condom.”

I clutched at his arm as he started to roll toward my bedside table. “I want to feel you, Garrett. Every inch of your skin against mine—inside and out.”

There hadn’t been much we didn’t share, including the test results we’d gone together to get not long after he’d moved in. We’d both been celibate except for Wyatt since.

Wyatt.

I swallowed hard at the intense longing I felt for both men—

“I’ve never…” Garrett’s voice trailed off as he searched my face.

“Yeah,” I said, wrapping my legs around the backs of his thighs. “Me neither, but I don’t want anything more between us—until its Wyatt.”

“Fuck, Hal.” Garrett groaned and shifted his body upward, bracketing my head with his forearms. The feel of his rippled torso sliding over mine sent a spasm through my core. The tip of his dick kissed my aching pussy.

He hesitated, our gazes locking. Garrett was aware, same as Wyatt, that I wouldn’t ever go without protection until I knew without doubt what I wanted in my life—who I needed beside me.

“Garrett,” I whispered, my hands clutching at the muscles along his spine, my thighs grasping tighter to hold him close. My pulse thrummed, fluttering through my chest and stealing my breath.

“You’re sure?” he asked.

“More than anything, yes.”

He pushed forward, sliding through my slick lower lips to breach my body with his thick cockhead.

“Oh Jesus,” I whimpered when he paused, the delicious stretch of his invasion rushing more arousal to ease his way.

His eyes darkened, a deep groan rumbling in his chest. “Fuck you’re so hot.”

Breath held, I watched his gorgeous face as he sank deeper. The flicker of his eyelashes as he blinked as though trying to hold my gaze rather than rolling his eyes back into his head.

A slow hiss escaped his parted lips, and I squeezed my inner walls as he buried the last inch of his dick in my body.

We both let out a shuddered breath, his length throbbing inside me, right the fuck where it belonged—where it should have been for months on end.

But we had a future to make up for that lost time.

And Wyatt would be with us. I refused to believe anything else.

I clung to Garrett, my heart pounding, my chest threatening to explode with the overflow of emotions rolling over me. “Love you so damn much, Garrett.”

“Love you more,” he whispered, his hot breath sweet across my lips.

My heart ached. “Not possible.”

Souls locked together through our eyes, he dragged out of my wetness, groaning a curse. “Better…so much better than I fantasized. Fuck, Hal.”

I tightened my legs, pulling him back in, the neediness in my core filling to the brink. He fit me perfectly, the heat of his shaft, the lack of latex between us…

So good. So fucking good.

A breathless gasp pushed from my lips as he flexed his ass beneath my heels, bumping against my cervix.

“Christ, your body is heaven wrapped around me.” He swallowed hard and backed out again, taking his good old fucking time dragging his dick over my slick walls. “Can’t wait to feel Wyatt’s cock shoved in here with me.”

My pussy spasmed. “Fucking hell, Garrett.”

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