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Authors: Cari Quinn,Cathy Clamp,Anna J. Stewart,Jodi Redford,Amie Stuart,Leah Braemel,Chudney Thomas

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Obviously whatever they’d started on the ride over needed finishing—soon.

I was content to watch for a few minutes, dividing my attention between the hot movie and the hotter action on my couch. When the heat got to be too much, I tugged my shirt over my head and kicked off my boots, jeans and boxers and sat on the other couch, unabashedly stroking my dick. I wasn’t the type not to participate. Didn’t mean I would go and insert myself in a situation made for two, but—

Okay, maybe I would.

I rose and walked to the other sofa. Which to undress first? There was an obvious choice, but I’d never been predictable.

I’d untied Emerson’s sneaker and was in the process of pulling it off when he broke away from Lily, panting. I expected him to ask what the hell I was doing as I moved to the other shoe and did the same thing. He didn’t. He didn’t even react when I reached up to undo his jeans, though Lily sure did. She gasped, and a quick glance at her hungry eyes and parted lips told me she wasn’t displeased by what she thought might be happening. It wasn’t, not yet and not like this.

That didn’t mean I wouldn’t tease her—and him—a bit.

“Did our Lily ever mention to you she watched guy-on-guy porn once?” I kept my voice easy as I tugged the zipper down over Emerson’s straining cock. He filled out his jeans in a way I’d never forget, that was for damn certain.

Emerson’s gaze cut to hers and she dipped her head, letting her long fall of light brown hair hide her face. He brushed it back behind her ear. “That true?”

“Yeah.” She bit her lip.

“Tell him the rest. Tell him how it made you feel.”

Her chest heaved and she shut her eyes. “I liked it.”

“She told me because she knows I’ve been with guys before.” Now Emerson’s gaze shot to me and held. “I think she was trying to shock me. It didn’t work. I loved the idea of pretty little Lily getting herself off to two guys fucking. Their hands roaming, their dicks rubbing—”

“Enough.”

My lips curved. “Too much for you, Em?” Deliberately, I pulled at his jeans and boxers, challenging him to resist me. I wouldn’t mind some roughness, since I had a good feeling that was his deal too.

He just lifted his hips and let me drag them down, revealing his stiff, swollen dick. My mouth grew dry and I flicked a glance at Lily as I worked the material down his legs. “Looks like he needs a good suck, doesn’t he?”

She stared at me steadily, silently asking questions I wasn’t quite prepared to answer. Then she bent forward to take him between her lips.

This time, there wasn’t more than a moment or two of awkwardness. She wasn’t practiced, but she made up for skill with enthusiasm. Emerson’s head dropped back on a long groan and he grasped a handful of her hair, his tugs so gentle that I knew he was holding back. Protecting her to the last.

I leaned closer and slid my mouth up her neck, getting very close to where she was eagerly going down on him. She stilled, and Emerson’s breathing grew shallow. “Tell me, babe. Do you like having your hair pulled? Really pulled, so it feels good in your pussy?”

Slowly, she travelled back up his length, drawing on the tip while she slanted me a glance. That look meant she didn’t know what it was like.

“Pull her hair,” I told him. “Like you fucking mean it.”

Again, I expected him to balk. Instead, he tightened his fist in her hair and pulled.

The sound she made bordered on pain and had him releasing her with a curse. But I was watching her face and knew she wasn’t hurting.

“Again,” I said, low.

He did as I asked, and she whimpered, pressing her head down to take more of his cock. She shifted beside him on the sofa, pressing her thighs together so tightly that I couldn’t wait any longer.

“Open up for me.”

Her knees fell open, and she kept right on blowing him. She was a damn fast learner, I’d give her that.

I made quick work of her clothes beneath the waist, then nudged her legs apart. Her position was a little awkward, and she’d twisted the top half of her body to service him, but I made sure she wasn’t focused on that as I parted her slippery folds.

Bypassing her clit entirely, I slid a finger deep into her pussy, absorbing her muffled cry around Emerson’s dick. He groaned too and pulled again, and she pulsed around me as if she was already on the verge of an orgasm. “Oh, you like that, don’t you? When he’s rough with your hair, it hits you right here.” I closed my lips around her clit and flexed my finger, sliding it wetly in and out.

Adding another finger only made her squirm more. She worked Emerson’s dick like a pro, and he pulled her hair every time she started to let up on the pressure. If the throb against my lips was anything to go by, I was pretty sure she was doing that intentionally to goad him on.

“You’re going to come all over my face.” I bit her thigh and she jolted, teeth flashing along the side of Emerson’s painfully erect cock.

She whimpered and I went to work, pressing my palms on her soft thighs to hold them apart. I licked my way between the two fingers widening inside her, and she arched, losing her hold on Emerson and sitting up to gasp for air. Within seconds, she convulsed around me.

But I didn’t stop.

I grabbed her leg and brought it up over Emerson’s lap, smiling a little evilly at his grunt. The side of her leg was pressing his cock into his stomach. “Want you to feel her knee jerk as she comes,” I murmured. “Sexiest fucking thing.”

Without me telling him to, he gripped her thigh to hold her all the way open for me. “Twice is all you get.” He licked his lips, eyeing the rosy cleft I’d just had my mouth on. “Then she’s mine.”

Eyes huge, she tried to inch her butt into the corner of the sofa. Like I was going to let her escape. Fuck no.

I grabbed her other leg to keep her still. “You’re going to need to scream,” I warned her. “Get ready.”

“Um, I’m still pretty sensitive and—”

I lowered my head and lashed at her clit, using just the tip of my tongue. She tried to wriggle away again, making that whimpering noise I loved, then she started bucking into my movements. Another finger joined the two I’d slid back inside her and she uttered a quick protest that soon turned into a loud moan.

I ate at her until she was dripping and I couldn’t catch my breath. When I looked up again, Emerson had smoothed her sweater up her belly and was tonguing her nipples over the cups of her bra, causing the tight pink points to stand out in sharp relief.

An image of his thick dick sliding between her breasts made me groan and I dipped my head to finish her off. At this rate, I’d be coming close to finishing myself off too.

She bounced against my face as I backed off and ramped up my efforts again, repeating the pattern several times. My chin was soaked from her and her thighs were shaking, heralding her release. I made eye contact with Emerson as he worked her nipple and he drew her leg more tightly against his bobbing cock.

One more lick and she shattered, her spine arching on a scream.

I nursed her through it as long as I could then I jerked back and freed my cock, jacking it as fast as my hand would go. The pressure wasn’t enough. I needed wetness. I needed that little pink tongue currently slicking over her lips on my hot flesh.

Emerson dragged her onto his lap, pulling her down for a deep, hungry kiss. She fumbled with her sweater, yanking it over her head and sending it flying. Then she fell on him again, biting at his lips, her hands racing over his chest as she shoved up his shirt.

From behind her, I undid her bra, letting it fall forward while I cupped her swollen tits. She moaned into his mouth and I teased her nipples, loving the way they pressed so insistently into my palms. She was so incredibly responsive.

So perfect for both of us. Maybe even Emerson was starting to figure that out now.

I searched around on the floor for my wallet, snatching it and a condom. I opened it with my teeth and tossed it at Emerson, who managed to catch it without breaking his kiss with Lily. I rose up on my knees, sculpting her breasts again, tugging her back against me just long enough that I could speak into her ear.

“You’re going to fuck him now. Get him off, since he’s been waiting patiently for so long.”

She nodded eagerly, her body a live wire under my hands.

“Good girl.” I nipped her ear and her head fell backward, her long hair tickling my shoulder. “While you take him inside that tight, hot pussy of yours, I’m going to fuck your mouth.”

Again, that quick, eager nod.

“And if I want to come in your throat...” I strummed my fingertips over her nipples and she arched her back, pushing them outward. So frigging beautiful. Already she was losing every trace of shyness with us.

“I want it,” she whispered. “Every drop.”

Somehow I released her and made it to my feet to walk around the sofa. I wondered if Emerson got that I’d be sticking my dick damn close to his face. If he did, he didn’t complain. He was too busy kissing Lily again, caressing her naked curves as if they were made of gold.

I gave them as long as I could, jerking my dick in long pulls while I watched them make out. Shit, they were sexy together. All flicking tongues and enthusiastic touches and deep-throated moans.

Then she glanced up and met my gaze, her own slipping down to where I worked my dick. And she shifted, leaning forward to take me into her mouth.

“Goddammit,” I muttered, fighting the urge to thrust. I wanted her to get used to how I felt but I couldn’t fucking wait. I pulsed my hips, tangling my fingers in her hair, and she scrambled against Emerson’s chest to take more of me.

To take frigging more.

Emerson’s rigid cock twitched, trapped between her belly and his, and his hands shook as he fought with the condom. I almost offered to help then bit back the words.

Soon. I’d be offering a hell of a lot sooner than he realized.

“Remember what I told you in the car?” he murmured against her throat. I could barely catch what he was saying. “This first time might be fast, but never forget what it is.”

She shut her eyes and nodded without releasing my length. The quick bob of her head only increased the pressure and I tightened my grip, about to do some hair pulling of my own.

But not yet. First I wanted to watch them come together for the first time. They weren’t alone, but they might as well have been. Instead of that making me jealous, it just made me more determined. All three of us had things to offer this...whatever the hell it was. Each part was important. I’d gladly give them their moment, knowing the next would be one we’d all share.

Maybe there was a little desperation talking too. Years of growing up in a wealthy and sterile home—classic stereotype, with added benign neglect—had hardened me to trying to make room for myself where I wasn’t wanted. I refused to believe that was the case here.

I’d never wanted to belong somewhere so much.

Emerson drove up into Lily and she cried out around me, letting me go for an instant while she struggled to breathe. My erection, slick from her mouth and my own arousal, bobbed free, close to her lips and to Emerson’s cheek. I waited for him to growl for me to move, but he didn’t, just focused on spreading his big hand over the area where they were joined to tease her with his thumb. She dug her nails into the back of the couch, using it for leverage as she took her first testing rides on his dick. Her head fell back, long hair swinging, breasts tipped upward so that I was helpless against the need to drag one taut nipple between my teeth. Emerson leaned up to suck on the other one and we pleasured her in tandem, our sole focus the girl we loved.

Yeah, I fucking loved Lily, and I had since shortly after we’d met. Now it was just about making her understand I wasn’t just out for a quick lay. She was so much more than that to me.

So was he, even if I didn’t fully understand why.

She pressed her knees against his hips, her muscles flexing and her body undulating. I grabbed my length, figuring I’d be finishing this off alone, but she opened her slumberous eyes and focused on me. She leaned forward and wet her lips, bracing one hand on Emerson’s shoulder and using the other to grip my shaft. Then she drew me inside again, taking me even deeper than before as she bounced on Emerson’s lap.

From the sounds all three of us were making, we’d probably be going off together.

“Oh honey, you’re so tight. You’re going to come on me, aren’t you?”

She made a sound of assent, still sucking me off. She was bobbing her head and soaking me, using her small fingers to increase the friction at the base. And I wasn’t going to be able to hold on.

“I’m gonna come,” I warned her, wanting to make sure she was still on board with the whole swallowing thing. At the rate my balls were pulsing, I’d be filling her up.

Her sleepy green eyes opened and lasered in on mine. Then she hollowed her cheeks and I was there, groaning and helpless against the need to heave my hips forward. She didn’t balk, didn’t so much as gag, but a sheen came over her pretty eyes before she blinked it away.

Throat working again and again, she eased back and gazed down at Emerson with her lips still stained with me. Her hesitation was obvious.

His wasn’t. He locked a hand in her hair and dragged her down to his mouth, kissing her hard as he thrust between her slim thighs.

She moaned as I recovered enough to lick her neck. I reached down to brush her clit, needing to feel how wet she was, and brushed against Emerson’s cock. He never stopped, and neither did I.

I pressed a kiss to her wildly beating heart. “Come on him. Let us watch you go over.”

Onscreen, the girls were being given very similar instructions by their dude. Unlike our girl, they seemed to respond instantaneously to his demand.

Ours, however, had another message.

“Harder, dammit.” She bit her lip, circling her hips. “Rub me harder. Fuck me harder.”

Emerson slid me a look that was pure amusement and shit, I had to smother a laugh. She wasn’t going to make anything easy on us. Ever.

“I’ve got a better idea.” I came around the sofa and knelt between Emerson’s splayed legs before pushing her down against his chest. Then I bent forward and licked her pussy and his cock, covering them both in one swipe.

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