Page 120 of Finding Their Place

Too fucking broad of a cockhead rubbed over my hole, and I forced myself to relax.

Wyatt backed out all the way, leaving me completely empty, but Garrett pushed.

My back arched on instinct, and I bore down, determined to take him. It had been years since I’d given my ass to someone, and Christ in heaven, the burn…

“Fuck. Holy shit.” I gasped—and he breached the first ring of muscle.

“Jesus fuck.” Garrett shuddered against my back. “You’re so fucking tight.”

I swallowed repeatedly, desperate for the ache to ease.

Wyatt moved his mouth over mine, and I sank into his kiss, quickly losing myself to his breath, his tongue stroking with languid licks.

I settled, relaxing into their gentle hands.

Garrett pushed, gaining a few inches. Slowly, he worked his way into my ass, his hands roaming my belly, my breasts. He tweaked my nipples, pinching lightly.

I went lightheaded with arousal, breathless from Wyatt’s kiss.

Ready to tumble into oblivion with my men.

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Hal’s hot ass clutched at my dick, and I had to keep my teeth clenched so I wouldn’t fill up her hole with cum before Wyatt even put his dick back into her.

“You’re doing so well, Hal,” I half-hissed the words, my lips pressed against her shoulder. “So hot and tight. Fucking perfect.”

She’d taken all but two inches of me.

I pulled out to the head, the copious amount of lube I’d used to ensure easy entry making wet noises.

“Fuck.” I grabbed hold of her hips, looking down and not able to make out a goddamn thing. “Turn the lamp on, Wyatt. I need to see her—both of you.”

The bed shifted as he moved, and sudden light spilled over our sweaty bodies.

Haley’s ass stretched around my girth, so fucking pink and pretty that my balls pulled up tight.

Slowly, I pushed back into her body, sliding deep…so fucking deep…

She released a low, guttural groan as I bottomed out, my balls resting against her body.

“Fuck, Hal.” I choked on an inhale, panting through my nose. “Wyatt.”

He snaked an arm beneath her—and me—to clutch at my shoulder.

His other hand moved between them, and he smeared his pre-cum slickened head over my balls.

I let out a hiss, and met his eyes.

Same as when I’d met him at the front door before devouring his mouth, black pupils overtook the sky-blue, shot through with lust and a ton of emotion I didn’t have words for. I ate that shit up like a goddamn cherry lollipop.

He held my gaze and shifted.

“Oh God.” Haley’s head tipped back against me, and I gritted my teeth as Wyatt eased into her pussy, a mere fucking membrane of skin between our dicks, making her ass even tighter around my girth. “Shit. Fucking hell…oh my fucking God.”

Haley groaned. Shuddered. Shifted between us.

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