Chapter 34 #4
If he was about to say anything else, it all dies a quick death when I lean over and deep throat his cock. It’s not too thick, but it’s long enough to make me choke a little and that fucking turns me on even more.
I suck him off the exact way I like it done to me. Sliding low and sucking back up with my tongue teasing the head around once before dropping back down.
“You’re too damn good at that.”
Why, yes, Spencer Holt, I sure as fuck am.
“You’re too damn delicious for me to be anything but amazing at it.” Humble is not in my genes.
Popping his dick out of my mouth after giving him another mind-blowing suck, I step away and head for my dresser, opening the first drawer and taking out a brand new bottle of lube.
I’m back in seconds, my top row of teeth biting down on my bottom lip at the gorgeous site of my man giving himself some lovin’ while he watches me with lust swimming in his eyes. Fuck, I can’t believe he’s all mine. Every fucking inch of him.
“Do you want me on all fours?” He’s turning as he’s asking, but I put a firm hand on his hip and roll him back over.
“No. I want to see your face the first time I make you come with my dick inside you.” The tone of my voice is raw and low, like a dangerous animal laying down the law of his territory.
It doesn’t matter that both Parker and Spencer own every fucking inch of my heart and soul. In this moment, I’m the alpha and what I say is about to go down really fucking fast and hard.
Returning to my original position, I bring his ankles up to my shoulders and raise the bottle of lube.
Once opened, I turn it upside down and allow a string of liquid gel to fall over his tight little hole.
My thumb rubs small, firm circles, pushing a little harder each time it comes around.
It doesn’t take long for him to relax and finally let me in.
Once my thumb is buried inside, I pull it out, then add two fingers, pushing in, scissoring, opening him up and making sure he’s ready for me. I want him to enjoy this, to become addicted to it. And because the sight is making my mouth water all over again, I bend down to taste him again.
I love the raw taste of him.
Spence chuckles, shaking his head at my antics.
Coating my dick in lube, then slowly rubbing it up and down my shaft, I line up my head with his ass and stop.
“Look at me.” We’re closer now, his body bent a little more, his dick throbbing as it lies on his stomach.
“Look at us. It’s taken us a long fucking time to get here, Spence.
The second my dick is buried inside your ass, there will be no turning back.
This will be our life. Together, unmovable.
Un-fucking-shakable.” Not that I would have let him leave before, but he needs to hear this.
“I’m not going anywhere, neither is Parker.
And neither are you. You get what I’m saying? ”
“Yes. This is it.” He nods, a small smile at the corners of his mouth.
“Damn straight. And, Spence?”
“Yes?”
I push inside him, slow and deep until the head of my dick is as far as the base will allow, my balls pressing against his tail bone. Then I press his thighs against my chest, ready to pummel him. Hell, I’ve been ready for years.
“I love you, too.” From the inside, I feel his entire body tense, then immediately let go, relaxing like a spring let loose.
“I heard that!” Fucking Parker. “I love you both, too!” How flawless is she for us?
From then, I thrust in and out of Spencer’s ass, his moans growing louder and louder, his grunts with every deep drive inside him only fueling the fire in my lower belly. I want him so fucking much it hurts.
The entire room smells of our sex, sounds of skin against skin echoing all around us. There’s no other music, no annoying brothers yelling in the halls. It’s just us. The fucking, the guttural expressions of our pleasure.
Once I’m close, I wrap my hand around his steel-hard dick and let him fuck my palm while I pound his ass.
“Gonna come!” His warning is barely audible, like he’s formed words from the air being pushed out through his lungs every time I bottom out.
“Yes, me too.”
I ram him once, then again for good measure, trying to challenge myself, wanting to last longer than him on principle.
At the first jet of cum flying from the tip of his cock, I let myself go. Pushing down as far as I can, I hold myself up on his chest and give him a few shallow pumps as I empty myself with a surprising amount of satisfaction at knowing I came less than thirty minutes ago.
His body is coated in his own cum and I can’t help but give it a taste. With my dick still buried in him, I lap up his orgasm and savor every drop before grinning at him like a fucking idiot.
“Best proteins come for free.” We both laugh out right at my stupid-ass jokes, and when I fall on top of his chest, we kiss like we’ve never kissed before.
And maybe that’s it. This is a new beginning for us. The kiss of our new life together.
An hour, two showers, and a greasy snack later, we’re exhausted.
In all different states of dress—me naked, Parker with her bra and underwear on, and Spencer in his boxer briefs—we lie on the bed.
I’ve got the loves of my life on either side of me, each with a leg on my thigh as they hold hands at the center of my chest. As I look up at the ceiling, my arms around their shoulders, I realize for the first time in my life…
“I’ve never been happier than I am right now.” And I fucking mean every word.
Until, that is, a long string of screams wakes me—us—from the dead of sleep.