Page 76 of F*ck Steal Kill

“Don’t forget to check in,” Holland said, getting a nod of promise from Lacey. Joy bounced over and hugged Holland, including me, since she was in my arms, and I wasn’t letting her go anytime soon.

“Have fun and help him work out some of that. It’s not good for anyone to carry around that much worry,” she said, kissing Holland on the cheek and then patting my cheek.

I wanted to be annoyed, but there was something so ethereal and pure about Joy that you couldn’t help but let her get away with anything.

She blew kisses at Max and skipped out the door, closing the adjourning door on her way out with a bolt sliding into place a second later, letting us know their side was secure.

Grady shifted on his feet as he looked between the three of us on the bed. “Well, um, do we need to talk about this?”

Holland snorted. “We had sex. It wasn’t a marriage proposal. Get off my dick already, dude,” she teased.

Grady’s face flushed as he fiddled with his hands, unsure how to respond.

“Do you plan to sleep with anyone else?” I asked. Holland’s body tensed, but she remained quiet.

“Hell, no,” he scoffed, giving me a look like I was asking the dumbest question. But based on how Holland responded, I knew it very much needed to be uttered.

“Then it’s settled. The four of us together. No one else. Holland gets all the dick she wants, whenever she wants, and we get her. No jealousy. No miscommunication. We talk shit out just like we do to work. Everyone agrees?” I asked.

“I’m in,” Max chirped, smiling wide.

“Me too,” Grady added, clearing his throat.

“I mean, I guess,” Holland teased, tilting her head back and winking. “I’m the real winner here, so if you’re all good, I am. Let’s seal it with a foursome,” she said, sitting up and ripping her shirt over her head.

Instantly, all of our eyes were on her as she moved to the center of the bed on her knees, unbuttoning her shorts and pushing them down. She was completely bare beneath her clothes, and I gulped as I took in her naked form. She laid back on the bed, propped on her elbows as she looked at the three of us, biting her lip as she dragged her eyes over us.

“I’m…” Grady started but stopped.

“If you don’t want to participate, just watch then. We all know you like that part,” Holland said, before he could place his foot in his mouth. “But I think if you give it a try, you’ll like this part just as much,” she purred, running her fingers over her breasts.

“I’m not into guys, though,” he said, making her roll her eyes.

“No one is asking you to be. They like each other. So what they do together is up to them. But I didn’t hear MF say you had to join them too,” she taunted, lowering her hand.

“Oh,” Grady said, his eyes following her every move. “Right.”

“No offense, Boss. But my dick only gets hard for him,” Max said, shocking us all.

“Same,” I growled, turning my head to Max’s and slamming our lips together. The thought of him wanting any other dick infuriated me. He was mine. Simple as that.

“I think I could get off just watching them kiss,” Holland said in a breathy whisper as a moan left her.

Pulling back from Max, we panted, our lips swollen and red from the kiss. His pupils were blown and his cheeks red as he stared at me. Wiping my thumb across his lip, I gripped the back of his neck and turned his head to our woman.

“I want to hear Holland screaming your name as you fuck her with your tongue.”

Max nodded eagerly, pulling his shirt off as he crawled over to her, unbuttoning his jeans and pushing them and his boxers over his ass as he lay on the bed, pulling her legs to his mouth. I helped him remove them the rest of the way as I ran my hands up his body.

I’d never been attracted to a man, but looking at Max’s body did it for me. Watching him eat out Holland was the sexiest thing. Them together was my favorite image.

Grady moaned, reminding me he was in the room as I stood and took off my own clothes. I lifted my eyebrow, asking him if he was staying. He held my eyes for a while before letting out a deep breath and giving me a nod. I knew he was being stupid, keeping up the last barrier between him and Holland. But it wasn’t needed.

This would only work if we were all in. We needed to be a cohesive unit. It would make us stronger. That I believed.

With Grady dealt with, I focused back on the two before me. Max’s ass beckoned me to touch, so I did. It felt freeing to do it, rubbing my hands over the globes of his ass, and squeezing them in my hands. When he moaned into Holland’s pussy, I smiled, and my cock twitched, liking the reaction from him.

I moved closer, running my hands over the muscles in his back and then through his hair. When I had a good grip, I lifted his mouth from Holland’s pussy, his face glistening from her. Pulling his lips to mine, he shared them with me, our tongues slowly rolling over each other and spreading the taste of her.

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