The kiss was deep, and he controlled it, as his hair cascaded down across Gene’s body.
There was a moan deep from his body, as he held Callen to him so the man couldn’t break the kiss.
There was the tangle of tongues, and it kept Gene fully immersed in that pleasure.
“Oh, fuck,” Ethan muttered, as Chris had him teetering on the edge between orgasm and tumbling.
When he looked over, he saw his husband, one of them, flat on his back, Elizabeth blowing him, and Callen kissing him. With Chris working his dick over, he knew he wasn’t lasting long.
The alcohol made it damn difficult to stay on the edge between pleasure and the fall.
When Chris tugged on his balls, Ethan slipped from the edge, cumming.
And his husband was ready for it.
He swallowed, and then moved his way up his body, straddling it.
As Ethan opened his eyes, he felt Chris’s ass taking the full length of him.
“Oh, God,” he whispered, as his body bowed. He was so drunk, everything felt like it was moving in slow motion. The pleasure was there, but he felt more like he was watching it from outside of his body.
And he liked it.
As Chris bounced, Ethan stared up into his baby-blue eyes. In them, he saw nothing but love and adoration.
“My love,” Ethan whispered, as his fingers wrapped around his erection.
Chris moaned, and enjoyed the ride.
From beside him, Gene was inundated with so much pleasure. His body was tingling, and he was being pulled under as he felt nothing but absolute love.
There were hands all over his body, and his skin tingled with anticipation.
It was when Callen broke the kiss, and stared down into his eyes.
“I get rough,” he said.
Gene was trying to think, but despite what he’d said about not getting off with a woman blowing him, he was getting off with a woman blowing him.
His balls were tucked up, and he was fighting not to embarrass himself. Maybe it was the alcohol, or the visual of him watching Ethan being ridden, he wasn’t sure.
Hell.
It might even be Elizabeth and her skill.
All he knew was that he didn’t hate this.
Not.
At.
All.
In fact, he was kind of enjoying it.
“I can handle rough, CJ. Don’t worry about that. I like rough.”
Callen kissed him on the lips.
