Page 130 of Desiring an Angel

A smile lit Skylar’s face when our gazes caught.

“I think it’s time to put our boy to bed.”

Her lips parted, pupils starting to swell. Another gorgeous thing about Skylar—her body revealed every feeling inside her just as freely and uninhibited as her mouth did.

“Bed sounds divine,” Ash muttered, pushing to his feet as though exhausted.

I tamped down my desire to get him hard and watch him fuck our angel, filling her with his cum.

We had time.

He snuggled between us in that tangle of limbs Skylar had said she wanted, and it was his front pressed against mine—his choosing.

Love swamped my blood to the point I blinked back tears, and I kissed his minty-fresh mouth with slow gentleness, having no wish to stir up our dicks.

“I love you,” I murmured to him while grasping Skylar’s hip and pulling her closer against his back. If she took those words to mean more than just intended for him, I wouldn’t have corrected her.

But we all closed our eyes without another word and drifted off.

The sky outside our window had begun to lighten when I woke. My brain set to planning out the free day we had ahead of us since neither Sky or I had to work.

After her little want-list spew, I changed up what I’d already figured on filling our hours with on Ash’s first day back home.

We would take enjoy a walk on the beach through the lapping waves. Sit in the sand when Ash needed a rest and build a sandcastle while he watched.

If he felt up to it, I would take them out for lunch.

The night could end with a movie and cuddling—or more if either preferred. I knew I would. My morning wood was already set on getting some action.

I slid from bed to keep from temptation, allowing my lovers to sleep.

A few minutes later, hot coffee dripped into my mug, and I swiped my cell to life.

Colton had texted, and I grinned.

So I switched up my profile and what do I see? Tons of little red hearts just for me!

I snorted at his little rhyme and shot back an eye-rolling emoji.

Colton: I didn’t think I wanted anything serious, but I’m tired of hookups.

Me: Finally looking for love like you should have been doing all along, huh?

Colton: Fingers crossed this app gives me what I want.

Me: It worked for us.

Missing Link had finally gifted us with what we’d intended her for. Satisfaction welled up inside me, puffing me up with a sense of pride I’d never felt before.

Grinning, I sipped my black coffee, loving its unmuted bitterness while reveling in our success.

Colton: Get the fuck out! Really? Goddamn, I’m jealous. You aren’t going to shut the app down or anything, right? Cuz I’ve got a few dozen pokes to return.

I snorted a laugh and hit the voice-to-text button since I didn’t want to put aside my coffee. “Enjoy, my friend.”

I returned to our bedroom a few minutes later to find Ash awake and on his back, hands clasped behind his head.

Skylar had spread over his chest, a vision of pale skin, freckles, and a river of auburn hair. The sheet barely clung to the rounded swell of her backside and revealed every inch of Ash’s stiff dick he ignored.

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