Page 33 of Conquering the Skies

“So many times, I saw you do this for Ash,” he said, shoving the small container into her hand. “Prepping him, attending to him, making sure everything was perfect for our time together.” Leaning over her, he fixed her in his assertive stare. “Now it’s my turn.”

Geneva swallowed. Rarely was he so domineering with her, but she secretly loved bringing out the darker side of him. She clambered to her knees beside him and opened the bottle. “I guess I’ll have to do a good job, then.”

“You’d better.”

She poured some of the slippery liquid into her palm. Her gaze locked with his, she circled her fingers around the base of his cock and rubbed the lube along his rock-hard shaft. A faint growl rumbled from his throat, and she increased the strength of her grip. Stroking and massaging his bulging cock, she made sure every last inch of him was coated and glistening…and ready for her.

Satisfied her work was complete, she capped the bottle and dropped it on the bed, awaiting her next command. Marcus moved toward her and, fisting his hand in the hair at the back of her head, yanked her closer for another blazing kiss. His tongue forged into her mouth, and she met him with equal enthusiasm. All too soon he pulled away, his expression clearly revealing his voracious hunger for her. “I can’t wait to learn how spectacular this part of you feels,” he said, his voice low and alluring.

He guided her to where Ash had reclined against a pile of pillows at the head of the bed, helping maneuver her into position. She slung one leg over him, straddling him yet avoiding his engorged erection. Marcus did the same behind her and caressed her hip. “I promise I’ll be gentle…or only as gentle as you’d like anyway.”

The tip of his cock pressed against her. Geneva leaned forward, planting one hand on either side of Ash’s body. Slowly, the bulbous head pushed inside, and she drew in a sharp breath. Marcus’s reassuring strokes along the outside of her leg resumed. Closing her eyes, she tried to relax and inhale and exhale in a steady tempo.

Once he cleared the last bit of resistance, Marcus placed his other hand on her opposite hip and gradually pulled her toward him, burying the entire length of his cock inside her ass. She sat back against him, bracing her palms on the firm muscles of Ash’s stomach. Marcus’s breath fanned across her shoulder as his fingertips dug into her. “I knew you could do it for me. Forus.”

Ash ran his hands up her forearms, and she opened her eyes to see his cheeky grin. “Is this enough, or do you still want me, too?”

Some shreds of apprehension lingered in her mind, but they were drowned out by her ravenous craving for him. “You know I always do.”

Sitting up a little, he shifted underneath them, aligning his erection with the dripping entrance to her pussy. He, too, advanced with cautious deliberation, taking his time to work his massive cock inside her cunt. Geneva bit back a moan as he burrowed inside her, afraid any movement would cause one of them to slip out of her and ruin her moment of pure bliss. She was full, stuffed to the brim with their unyielding cocks, and pleasure unfurled over every inch of her.

“Holy shit,” Ash muttered under his breath. “You are so fucking tight right now.”

A strained groan resonated near her ear. Marcus’s teeth sank into her neck as his sinewy thighs quaked against her. “I can feel himthroughyou.”

His provocative words, along with his first tentative thrust, sent her careening over the edge. It was all too much for her body to handle, and a volatile orgasm tore through her. Her impassioned cries pierced the air as she clenched around them, every pulse unleashing a new wave of ecstasy. There was no escape, nowhere to go as they surrounded her inside and out, and she had no choice but to ride out the storm.

Ash’s fingertips on her cheek brought her back to reality. “Damn,” he said, chuckling. “I told you this was going to be hot as hell.”

“No argument from me.” Marcus brushed aside her damp hair and kissed her temple. “But we’re far from done.”

He rocked forward again, this time, with less hesitation. Ash matched the pace he set, and they found a harmonious pattern together. When one pulled back, the other propelled into her, both of their cocks gliding across her most sensitive nerves. Her legs ached from being spread so wide, accommodating twice the level of penetration, but in that moment, there was nowhere else in the universe she’d rather be.

The fire inside her built back to its prior levels, and Geneva didn’t know how much longer she could control it. Her skin felt too hot, stars clouded the edges of her vision, and all she could think about was sharing one glorious climax with the two men she loved more than anything. She tried to roll her hips back in time with their insistent momentum, but they overpowered her. “I…I’m going to…”

Marcus’s grip on her tightened, and she swore she’d have bruises the next day. “Not yet.”

She whimpered in response, and he wrapped one arm around her waist to hold her still. “Ash?” he asked.

Beads of sweat dotted the other man’s brow, and he bucked upward, inciting another frenzy of thrilling sensations. “If she comes like that again, it’s all over for me.”

“All right, then.”

As Marcus resumed his forceful rhythm, his palm skimmed down her stomach, hovering at the crest of her mound. “You heard him.” His voice was soft, but its authoritative edge was undeniable. “Explode for us. Take us with you.”

His fingers sought out her clit, and a jolt of electricity shot throughout her core. He was relentless, attacking the delicate nub with expert precision. A ragged moan left her lips as she surrendered to the inferno, her pussy contracting in a series of wild spasms. Beneath her, Ash’s muscles stiffened then slackened as he flooded her cunt with his own release. One more thrust from Marcus accompanied his unrestrained growl, and jets of white-hot cum detonated inside her ass.

Geneva’s limbs trembled from the effort of keeping herself upright. As soon as Marcus carefully withdrew from her, she pitched forward, landing in Ash’s waiting embrace. He rolled her off of him, onto her back, keeping his arms around her as Marcus mirrored his position on her opposite side. Though the experience they’d shared had been new to them, the scene was reminiscent of so many others in the past, and satisfaction washed over her. Sighing, she combed her fingers through Marcus’s silky hair. “You know, this might be one of the best presents anyone’s ever given me,” she joked.

He snuggled into her shoulder. “It wasn’t on your gift registry, but we thought you’d like it.”

Ash groped around for the covers and yanked them up. “We’ll be sure to thank Adele in the morning.”

As much as she wanted to enjoy the moment of serenity while wedged between them, something held her back. “What now, though?” she whispered into the shadows.

Marcus lifted his head to look at her. “What do you mean?”

“Tonight was incredible, but so much has changed for all of us. Marriages, jobs, who knows what else coming down the line…” She swallowed and tried to ignore the stinging at the corners of her eyes. “How much longer can we really expect to keep doing this?”

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