As wet as I was, Cole’s thick cock stretched my pussy to its limit when he thrust into me. When he was done groaning, he managed to say, “Yeah, well, I’ll make her comeharder.”
Their banter was such a turn-on for me. Two teammates passing me around like a hockey puck. A little healthy competition never hurt anyone, and if it was the kind that gave me multiple orgasms, even better.
My first climax still echoed in the slight tremble of my body, but already, with Cole driving into me from behind, I felt the familiar swell of another one building deep in my core.
I slid my tongue along the base of Rhett’s shaft, then sucked him in again, picking up the pace. Deeper. Faster. Cole seemed to follow with my pace, and he slammed into me hard, his hot breath making the back of my neck tingle. We were a tangle of limbs and heady moaning, to the point where I didn’t know who was making what sound.
Cole’s pulsing movements had me skating the edge of a cliff that I’d been ready to fall over. One more thrust, then another, and I came completely undone, my climax ravaging through me with such force I cried out through the mouthful of Rhett. The domino effect had him shaking on his knees in front of me, hands desperately clutching my shoulders to steady himself.
“Come for me. Both of you,” I said, then took Rhett’s cock back into my mouth.
It was like flipping a switch. Their movements became more urgent, desperately searching for the best way to give me what I wanted.
It didn’t take them long to find it.
They each tensed up on either end of me, roaring together as Rhett came in my mouth, and Cole emptied himself deep insidemy pussy. I needed both hands on the bed to hold the weight of their shockwaves spasming through them, through me. It went on for a while. I’d swallowed, and swallowed again, but the last of Rhett was still coming in bursts, his length twitching as he emptied himself. The same went for Cole, who clung to me, hips grinding in a stilted motion until he grew limp and slipped out.
We flopped onto the bed in a mess of sticky bodies and hot breath, exhausted and spent.
21
June
My bed was cramped with three people in it, but I didn’t mind. I was in the middle, with Cole to my right and Rhett to my left. We were all still nude, skin touching up and down our bodies. It was such a strange sensation snuggling with two different men at the same time, feeling the intimacy that came with that.
It wasn’t weird, though. It feltwonderful!
“Sorry for crashing your date,” Rhett said. “I really didn’t think you two would go home together.”
“So you just intended to swoop inafterour date and sleep with her?” Cole asked.
“Don’t act like I’m an asshole for that.” Rhett put an arm behind his head and grinned across me at his teammate. “I was already sleeping with the lovely lady before you came into the picture.”
“We slept together once,” I pointed out. “A couple weeks ago.”
“And we’ve been trying to repeat it ever since.”
“Then why haven’t you?” Cole asked.
“Because my schedule, as the face of the Atlanta Reapers, has been all over the fucking place,” Rhett complained. “I knowwe get paid a stupid amount of money to play hockey, but sometimes I wish I had regular hours. Like a desk job.”
“I’m the face of the team,” Cole said.
“You’re the captain,” Rhett countered. “I’m the pretty boy on half the posters around town.”
I rolled over to snuggle against Cole, and whispered, “We can let him think that.”
“His ego can’t handle the truth,” the captain agreed.
“Hey!” Rhett spooned me from behind, lowering his voice to whisper in my ear. “You keep teasing me like that, and I’ll find another sexy physical trainer to secretly bang.”
I snorted. “Good luck finding one.”
“I was just kidding. I don’t want to stop doing this any time soon.”
“Amen to that,” Cole agreed.
“So you guys want to do this again?” I asked.
