Page 154 of Charlie

"Look at me," he growls, his voice rough, demanding.

His golden eyes hold me captive, both of us trembling as he notches his cock at my entrance. Slowly – so very slowly – he pushes into me. His jaw flexes as he restrains himself from slamming home. My gaze loses focus.

"Stay with me," he murmurs, sinking into me, groaning as he bottoms out. He positions himself so his pubic bone rides over my clit, destroying me with long, slow thrusts. "Come for me, Charlie."

I freeze. "You called me Charlie."

The corner of his mouth pulls up, color rising in his cheeks. "I didn't think you'd notice."

"Explain yourself."

"Now?"

I raise my eyebrow.

"When I started calling you Charlotte, I wanted more than friendship. I didn't want to be friend-zoned. But now – now I want to be your friend. Your lover. I want every part of you, and that includes Charlie." His lips ghost over mine. "I can keep calling you Charlotte if that's what you want."

"No," I say, rolling my hips against him, "Say it again." I squeeze around him.

"God, Charlie."

"Fuck," I whimper.

He captures my gaze and thrusts hard, catapulting me close to the edge. His hips stutter as I clench around him, and he tries to hold back, but I can see it in his eyes when he gives in. A low moan from inside stops us in our tracks, mere seconds from teetering over the precipice. A husky 'fuck me' has Jack pulling away from the wall and carrying me inside.

I'll never forget this moment. Lach is lying on his back, hands fisted in the sheets, his head back, the long line of his neck exposed. Cam's knees are on either side of Lach's hips, one hand pumping Lach's cock while he fucks him with long, steady strokes.

A strangled sound tears its way from my throat, and Cam looks up, grinning sheepishly. "We didn't want to interrupt, but now that you're here, your pussy is better than my hand."

Jack slowly lowers me, his cock sliding out of me and along my clit before I step away. I climb on the bed and start to straddle Lach, but Cam stops me with a hand on my thigh.

"Turn around so Jack has room." I obey, turning myself to face Cameron, slowly sinking onto Lach's cock. Jack grabs the lube from the nightstand and climbs up behind me, straddling Lach's chest. God, this is hot.

"Lach, are you okay down there?" I ask him, trying to look over my shoulder at him.

"It's fucking perfect down here," he grins, winking at me. He holds one finger up to Jack, "Give me some of that."

"For what?"

"If your ass is in my face, I may as well help you out a little. Or I could use my tongue..." He wiggles his eyebrows lewdly.

Jack's eyes widen, his mouth opening and closing, no words coming out.

"Oh, come on. A finger in the ass won't make you gay."

"Fucking hell. Fine. Finger only. No goddamn tongue, Lach."

"Yessir," he says, giving a mock salute, the lube nearly dripping in his eye.

I'm so turned on that my entire body is trembling. I hold Cam's gaze as Jack positions himself behind me. He has a firm grip on his cock as he pushes forward, stretching me gradually until I relax enough for him to slide in with a grunt.

"Your ass is so fucking perfect," he whispers, catching my earlobe in his teeth.

Cam pulls out of Lach, lowering himself between my thighs, licking from the base of Lach's cock to my clit, pulsing his tongue against me until I'm close. He moves lower, licking where Lach and I are joined and then sucking and biting Lach's scrotum until he's arching up, begging for more. I nearly combust as I watch him notch his cock between Lach's cheeks, slowly pushing in, their moans alone almost enough to make me come. Cam's eyes are wild when he looks back up, desire burning bright in their depths. He palms my throat and pulls me forward, crushing his lips against mine in a scorching kiss. I hear Lach murmur something and then Jack's groan. His head drops to my shoulder, his hips stuttering as he skates a trembling hand over my stomach. I come before he can even make it down to my clit.

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All three of them see me wince as I swing my leg over Lach and slide off the bed.

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