“That’s okay,” Shayne says, sounding blissed out. “You’re making up for that now.”
“I’m glad you’re happy, but Robin needs to be attended to. Giving her a good time means making her come as many times as she wants.” Falcon smiles at me.
“I was just giving her a second,” Shayne protests. “Some of us need a break between orgasms.”
Falcon laughs, and Shayne’s bright eyes go wide.
“Only laugh again if you want me to come,” Shayne warns him. “And by the way, I might pass out the next time it happens. I’m getting kind of loose, mentally over here.”
“You sound a bit dazed, Shayne. I’m okay with taking a longer break.”
He smiles at me. “You know how perfect you are, right?”
I stroke his hair down and nod slowly. “I’m perfect for you, and you’re perfect for me.”
This time, when he tugs me forward, he moves my legs up onto his shoulders.
“Just tell me when you’re ready,” Shayne murmurs, turning his head to kiss my thigh.
“I’m ready whenever you are,” I admit.
He moves straight to my clit with his tongue, while the first two fingers on his right hand slip inside me. I bite down on my lip. He moans against me, going still for a few seconds before he continues licking me and fucking me with his fingers.
Within a few seconds, I’m warming right back up under his ravenous mouth.
And that’s when it gets even better.
Harper crawls across the couch to kneel beside me, on my left.
He leans in and I stroke through the curls at the back of his neck as he starts to kiss me.
I can hear Jay’s heavy footsteps as he moves around Falcon and Shayne, and I feel the couch move slightly as he moves in at my right side.
My heart is hammering like crazy.
Harper breaks the kiss and looks down at Shayne.
“You, know, I think I could get under you from behind, and Shayne would only have to stop what he’s doing for a second.”
“Either of us could do that, Harp,” Jay murmurs, his gaze fixed on my breasts.
“Yeah, but if you were under her, you couldn’t let her taste me off your fingers. Gotta think logistically here, big guy.”
Are they really arguing over who gets to be inside me?
That’s insane. I lock eyes with Falcon, and it’s like he knows exactly what I’m thinking.
“Quit scowling at each other,” Falcon says. “Harper, get behind Robin. Shayne, back up for a second. Jay, lift Robin up and onto Harper’s cock.”
It all happens within seconds of Falcon’s instructions, and I’m suddenly in Harper’s lap, with his legs under mine and his cock inside me. Jay’s hands are on my waist, and Shayne is staring at my pussy. I guess he can’t get his fingers back in there, but I’m very curious about how it’s going to feel when he starts to lick my clit again.
Harper rocks into me and I bite back a gasp.
Jay lifts a hand up in front of my face, and I realize it’s the one Harper was impaled on when I came into the room. This hand made him come so damn hard, and now here it is in front of me, covered in the clear, sweet juices from Harper’s body.
“Are you ready for your first taste?” Jay asks.
I nod, breathing way too hard to answer him verbally.
