30. Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty
Emmett
“Whoops,” Molly said, covering her mouth.
“Whoops what?” Preston asked, tugging her hand free.
She didn’t let him, holding tight and shaking her head. “You hate morning breath and what I’ve got going on—” She grimaced.
A slow smile spread across Preston’s face as he grasped what she was saying. “I had a lot of hard and fast rules that got me nowhere, Molls.”
“So what? You want me to breathe in your face?” She let go of her mouth and reached for his arms as he blocked his face.
“That is distinctly not what I said,” he cried, desperately fighting against her.
She laughed maniacally and her eyes sparkled with undiluted joy and mischief as she nudged her chin toward him.
I helped her, pinning his hands to his sides. She put her hands on either side of him, no small feat with their size difference, and lowered herself. His eyes widened and her grin grew.
Instead of blowing her breath in his face, she pressed her lips to his and laced her fingers through his hair. He stretched up, meeting her kisses halfway as he strained against my hands. But I kept him in place, loving the feeling of his muscles flexing under my hands.
Molly pulled back, nostrils flaring as she caught her breath.
“I love you,” Preston said, stretching up to draw her back to him. “And I love you,” he said, tugging against my hands.
I let go, and he wrapped his arms around my neck, yanking me nose to nose with him.
“I love you so much, Ledger.” Our lips crashed together, and I moaned into his mouth as he sank his fingers into my lower back.
“I want you, Emmett. All of you.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, my chest tightening as I imagined giving all of me over to him.
“It means there are no secrets between us. It means I’ll be honest about how I feel, and you won’t have to guess again. And—”
His voice got shaky, and I grabbed his hand. “You can tell me anything.”
“I saw your book. The one with two men on the cover. Shirtless.” He gulped, and I squeezed his fingers.
“And?” I asked, barely able to breathe.
“I want to claim your ass while you fuck our girl.”
“Yes, please,” Molly whispered, snuggling closer to me.
“You saw that?” I guessed he had, but I needed the confirmation. I didn’t know how much I needed to hear him say he wanted me.
“Yes, and it’s thrown me off my fucking game—”
“Preston,” I said, covering my mouth and groaning. “You’re the whole reason I bought that book.”
“I was?”
I nodded, holding tight to Molly’s hand as she reached for both of us. “Do you know how hard it is living with you?”
He frowned and pulled away from me. I grasped him harder and tugged him closer until our chests were touching.
“It’s hard because you turn me on. I love everything about you.
The way you laugh. The way you make me laugh.
The way you love Molly. All those things are overwhelming, and I can’t get enough of you.
But there’s also this physical reaction I have to being around you and I can’t—” He slid his hand beneath the blanket, and my hips trembled as he tugged my cock.
“Fuck, Preston. Careful,” I moaned. “I really want Molly to—”
“Oh, don’t worry about me,” Molly said, her chest pressing into my arm with every shallow breath she took as she watched the two of us.
“Molls, I literally fell asleep last night picturing you with your heels on Emmett’s shoulders, taking him so good—” He paused, inhaling deeply. “While I sank into him and I—” His words stopped as his hand stilled.
“I know,” I muttered, kissing his rough jaw.
He turned, giving me access to his mouth, and our tongues tangled in a brutal, bruising kiss.
“How does that sound, Molly?” he asked, breathless when we pulled apart.
Her eyes widened adorably, and she nodded. “Yes,” she whispered. “A hundred percent, yes.”
“Good.” Preston rummaged in his drawer for condoms and lube. He handed me a neon green butt plug, grinning sheepishly. “I got this for you. Just in case we ever found ourselves in this situation.”
“I love it, thanks.” I rolled it in my hand, imagining him filling me. I was so hard it hurt. “I’ve been trying out stuff on my own,” I admitted. “Just in case,” I said, repeating his words as we grinned like fools at each other.
“Geez. This is so hot,” Molly muttered, her hand sliding beneath the blanket.
“Need some relief, Rookie?” I kissed her shoulder, and she shivered.
“Please. But let Preston put that in you first—”
“You want to watch?” Preston asked.
She bit her lower lip, a grin lighting up her face like it was Christmas morning. “Of course.”
Preston lubed me up, the pressure of his fingers alleviating some of the sweltering ache I couldn’t ignore.
With a fullness in my ass, I got to my knees and spread Molly’s legs. Preston lay down next to her, cradling her in the crook of his arm.
He kissed her and she moaned, bucking her hips up to my mouth. I devoured her, kissing and licking her clit, nipping her lips, teasing her opening. She ground against me, hands in my hair, moaning so sweetly I had to squeeze my dick.
“Hands off,” Preston chided. “She gets every inch of that.”
“Aye, aye, sir,” I mumbled, loving the sound of Molly’s gasp from the vibration of my voice.
I slid my finger inside her, waiting for her body to open before inserting a second one.
She climaxed fast, her delicious thighs crushing my head as Preston held onto her and told her how good she was doing.
“I need to be inside you,” I panted the second her orgasm faded away, ripping open a condom.
“Please,” she begged. "And hard."
“Anything for you.” I grinned, loving that she was so insatiable.
I positioned myself right where I wanted to be and she stretched open, deliciously sucking me into her. I got us into Preston’s fantasy position and grasped her legs, savoring the way she yielded to me.
When I reached my base, I pulled out and thrust my entire cock into her, knowing that she wasn’t the fragile thing I first thought she was. No, our girl liked it hard just as much as she enjoyed the tender moments in between.
“Yes,” she moaned as I held onto her and fucked her fast.
“Preston,” I bit out. “We need to get this going—” I was so close to coming, but I held back. I wanted this to be all three of us. If we timed it right, we could come at the same time and—“Fuck,” I hissed as Preston slid the butt plug out.
“Sorry, I’ve never done this—”
“It didn’t hurt,” I assured him, aching for his cock to replace the void the butt plug left behind. “Just fuck me, please,” I groaned. Molly’s pussy was sucking me, squeezing and clenching my cock and I didn’t have the fortitude to fight it much longer.
“Yes,” I groaned. “Fuck—”
“Oh my God, Emmett,” Preston said, his voice rough as he sank into me, my body accepting him so eagerly, instantly wanting more as emotions rose to the surface.
“I get why you were begging for this,” I said, trying to joke with Molly, but Preston’s thrusts took my breath away and I just moaned. My head dropped and Molly took over, rolling her hips beneath me in time with Preston.
“You guys,” I whimpered.
“You’re doing so fucking good, Emmett. You’re taking me so fucking well—” Preston’s voice was just as strangled as mine and I loved being on the receiving end of his praise.
“I’m right there,” I said, my jaw so tight I thought I’d pass out.
“Me too,” Preston muttered, his voice rough.
Molly nodded, her cheeks flushed and her chest red. I reached between her legs and pressed my fingers to her clit, letting Preston’s rhythm move us all at the same time.
And then I felt him pulsing inside me, filling me with his thickness so fully I thought I couldn’t take anymore.
Clutching Molly’s ankles, I pounded into her. Her eyes rolled back before my eyes pressed shut. Pleasure was coming at me from every direction. Preston’s cock throbbing inside me as he came, Molly throbbing around my cock as she came.
Every angle of me was alive and on fire.
A spark of pure ecstasy spread from my cock, pouring through my body until I was spent. I slumped forward, desperately kissing Molly as she moaned against my lips and rode the last waves of her own pleasure.
“Incredible,” Preston panted, pulling me onto the bed after we tossed our condoms in the trash. “Absolutely incredible.”
Molly murmured in agreement, and I buried my face in her neck.
Preston put his head on my chest, and I knew I was right where I was supposed to be. My heart was safe with these two and I’d do everything I could to protect this family we’d created. Astonishingly, they both wanted me. I would never take that for granted.
But what was love if I couldn’t have a little fun, especially at Preston’s expense?
“Preston—”
He lifted his head up. “What?”
“Honest question,” I started, a grin I couldn’t hide overtaking my face as his eyebrows raised.
“Yeah?”
“Your nickname is the Edger. But there’s been absolutely zero edging.”
“You fucker.” He pounced on me, and I laughed, pushing him back.
“I’m serious. I thought you’d tease us a little or something—”
“I can’t fucking control it around the two of you. I’ve never had a problem with that before, but if I’m in one of you—” He groaned and bit his lower lip. “I have no control over when I come. It’s just—”
“It’s perfect,” Molly said, sandwiching herself between us.
“Exactly what I was going to say,” I said, kissing Preston before sliding into a more comfortable position and putting my arm around Molly. “Absolutely perfect.”