Page 229 of Wrong Pucking Player

“Almost,” Wyatt speaks with such a calm voice, you wouldn’t expect he’s still catching his breath while carrying Kenzie in his gasp. “Why?”

“Interviewers are begging to come down here. Got the boys to stop them.”

“Cool. The IV is almost done, I think.”

As if on cue, the pump begins to beep.

Because my hand has been busy pumping my own length.

“It’s done. Give us at least five minutes. I’ll be out first to help.”

“Awesome,” Mitchel declares and closes the door.

I look to Wyatt, who’s smirking before he helps Kenzie lower her legs to the ground. She can barely stand as she catches her breath.

“Risky fuckers,” she excuses. “I need five minutes of sitting.”

“Back in Oscar’s lap, you go,” Wyatt encourages and easily lifts her to sit further up on my waist. I don’t know what this man is planning, but I feel his hand around my length while he’s pressed against us.

“Wyatt,” Kenzie groans. “What are you planning?”

“Oscar needs something,” he coos back at her and kisses the side of her neck. “So, distract him for me.”

“Y-You can’t distract me,” I grunt and feel the urge to revolt, but when Andrews has her arms around my neck and her face inches from mine, I go completely still, staring into her hooded eyes.

“Challenge me again,” she begins and kisses me long and hard. “I bet you I can win.”

God. I’m trapped.

“That wasn’t for you, Kitten,” I groan, and I kiss her. “You’d destroy me again with this mouth of yours.”

“Damn, straig— Mhm.”

I seal her lips before she can finish, the two of us lost in the heated exchange before I’m groaning at the feel of Wyatt’s mouth taking in my cock.

Fuck.

He’s forcing my hip down with his hands pressing my thighs to remain still. I can’t even imagine this happening after our wild first game.

Kissing Kenzie senseless while being sucked off by Wyatt.

I can’t delay how close I am, my body growing intense just as Kenzie’s tongue glides along my bottom lip, yearning for access. There’s no way of stopping her now that she’s in control, her tongue slipping into my mouth and taking control as we French kiss.

I’m moaning as the build of my climax is ready to be freed until the whiplash of pleasure as I press Kenzie further against me so I can muffle my outcry into the hollows of her mouth.

Wyatt’s mouth sucks me off as I release my load with no sense of control.

Breaking the kiss, I have to catch my breath, or I’ll black out from seeing actual stars. My forehead presses against Kenzie’s as I hear Wyatt’s mouth pop off my cock.

“Fuck.” It’s all I can say as I fight for air to fill my lungs. The pump is still beating, but none of us gives a fuck as we’re just trying to come down from that wild high of bliss we just shared together.

I never thought I’d be down for a threesome, but this was like an intro to what we could do together.

The three of us.

Who aren’t afraid to explore.

The crazy part is, I feel a level of satisfaction I’ve never endured before. This intense fulfillment makes me feel like I’ve found what I’ve always been searching for.

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