Still, my body is clinging to his as if it doesn’t want to let go.
Shayne moves back, making soft moaning sounds.
He looks ready to pass out, with a smile on his wet lips.
“Fucking hell, Robin!” Harper blurts.
“Sorry, I’m not doing it on purpose,” I admit. “And I might need help to move.”
The position we’re in is slightly awkward, and my legs feel kind of shaky now.
“Oh, no,” he says, his arms closing around my waist. “I wasn’t complaining.”
“Yeah, you’ll know it when he’s complaining,” Jay adds, making me laugh.
“Oh!” Harper gasps. “Keep making her laugh. It might be what clears the last of the spunk out of my balls.”
I laugh a little more without meaning to, and he makes some very suspect sounds as he rests his head against my shoulder. That familiar warm feeling inside my body lets me know he’s coming again. I don’t know how that’s even possible.
“You done?” Jay asks, raising an eyebrow at Harper as he raises his head from my shoulder.
“Stick a fork in me.” He sighs and releases his grip on my body.
Jay lifts me off, releasing some of Harper’s cum to the leather surface of the sofa between Harper’s spread legs and Shayne’s head resting on his arms.
It splashes onto Harper’s leg as Jay brings me over to his side of the couch.
“Hey,” he says, as he sets me down and moves in for a kiss.
I kiss him back, tasting Harper’s slick on his lips.
“Hey,” I murmur, my hands moving over his muscular upper body.
He lifts me again, this time bringing me onto his lap. I slide forward, hitting the big hard shaft of his cock and realizing I’m not quite done when I feel another spark of pleasure from my overstimulated clit. I might have another orgasm or two inside me.
Jay definitely looks like he could use at least one of them.
“Has everyone else come, but you?” I ask, knowing I’m right before he even nods.
“I was keeping Harper happy,” he admits, as he puts his hands under my ass.
“Well, Harper looks pretty happy to me,” I tell him, taking a glance back to see Shayne is licking cum off his thigh while he slouches back with a sleepy smile on his face. “So, how about we sort you out, now?”
He smiles. “I’d like that.”
Chapter One Hundred-Twenty-Two
Jay
Robin kisses me as if I’m the only guy in the room, every bit of her attention centred on me. I lift her ass, knowing she’s soaking wet from being with Harper, and I position her over my cock, not letting go until the tip is pushing at her drenched pussy.
She sinks down onto me, groaning softly as I fill the space Harper’s cock was occupying.
I tug her all the way down, making her gasp as she breaks our kiss.
“There’s something we haven’t discussed,” I mention, as she bites into her bottom lip.
“There is?” she asks, her voice trembling.
