29. Ember
EMBER
I’ve tried not to spend too much time speculating about my friends’ love lives, and how it works with each of them having three partners. I assumed they were having enjoyable experiences, but apparently, I had no idea.
I’m sure what’s happening right now would just be entry level stuff for Lexy and Ava, but to me, it’s amazing.
Zeb is filling me so full, and he feels all kinds of wonderful all by himself, but Griffin playing with my breasts, and Frank witnessing it all, is quickly sending me into overload territory.
My bare thighs are braced against Zeb’s, his jeans low enough not to get in the way. I wish I could see him, but just feeling us skin to skin, our muscles flexing together, is glorious. I tug at Griffin’s shirt with one hand, and he whips it off before he returns to my breasts, letting me feast on the sight of his chest and abs.
Between Griffin’s mouth and Zeb’s cock, orgasm number two comes racing up to tackle me in no time, sending me into blissful oblivion. When I’m too overcome to keep moving on Zeb, his big hands guide my hips, and he thrusts into me, long and deep, keeping up a slow, steady rhythm.
Just as I’m past the height of it, a low, animal sound comes from somewhere deep inside him, and that’s all the warning I have before his cock starts throbbing inside me.
I turn just in time to see Zeb’s face in a rare, vulnerable expression that makes my chest feel fluttery. I’m the reason he looks that way. I brought that out of him.
And I already want to do it again.