Lila put a finger over Brock’s lips.
Then over mine.
“Less talking,” she breathed. “Showme which of you is the best.”
And that was it.
I kissed her. Her soft, full mouth moved against mine, her tongue teasing and inviting. I felt her heat, her want, and it lit me up from the inside. Our hands roamed freely, exploring her body as we undressed her together. I slid my fingers under the hem of her shirt, finding the smooth, warm skin of her stomach. Lila moaned softly into my mouth, her response pushing us both forward. I pulled the fabric up, revealing those lush curves, and Brock gave a low whistle as he got a better look.
I moved down her neck, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses, while Brock made quick work of her jeans. She leaned back, eyes closed, savoring the pull of two sets of hands and mouths on her.
I unclasped her bra, freeing her breasts. The lace of her panties was already soaked through. It probably had been since the game.
Brock—always eager when she was involved—looked up at her with wide, hungry eyes. She gave him a slow, predatory smile that sent a jolt down my spine. She was in control, and we both knew it. Hell, we liked it. Wouldn’t have it any other way.
I watched as Brock leaned in and traced patterns on her thighs with his tongue. When his mouth finally found her pussy, he tasted her through the thin fabric. Lila’s hands slid into my hair and pulled me back into another kiss. This one was hotter, deeper than before. Her breath came quick and shallow against my lips, her excitement growing by the second as her tongue moved hungrily.
Brock was doing well, but he still had that overeager pace, that “let me show you what I can do” energy. A small, smug part of me thought:Good. But let’s show her how a grown man does it.
I let my hands roam her body, and her moan came out louder, her head falling back.I took one of her hard nipples into my mouth, sucking and teasing, syncing with the rhythm Brock set below. She bucked her hips, chasing every touch, every flick of our tongues.
I wanted to take her apart. And I knew Brock did, too.
“Oh, God, yes,” she cried out.
We took that as our cue to push harder.
She came with a sharp, powerful release, her whole body tensing beneath our hands and mouths. My cock twitched painfully at the sight and sound of her falling apart. The room was thick with the scent of sex, our skin damp with sweat, and all I could think was how badly I wanted the rest of her.
Brock let out a breath that was half-laugh, half-groan. “Pretty sure I just earned an A.”
Lila’s laugh came from deep in her throat, giddy with the rush of the climax still rippling through her.
“We’ll see about that,” I said, because damn if that challenge didn’t light something in me. I couldn’t hold myself back another second.
I positioned myself between her legs and slid my cock into her, the heat of her pussy welcoming me instantly. Brock moved behind her, steadying her back as she leaned into him.
As I thrust into her hot sex, Brock’s hands came up to her breasts, his fingers rolling and squeezing her nipples. Her whole body tightened around my cock, hot and slick and pulsing. Theshock of it fired straight through my spine. I felt every gasp she let out like it was happening under my own skin.
I didn’t feel any jealousy at having Brock there. I really did see him as an ally, not as competition.
And that made everything so much better.
“You feel so fucking good,” I groaned, voice rough.
I gripped her hips harder. I couldn’t help it, my pace picking up, turning sharp, hungry. Sex had never felt thisincrediblebefore, not with Lila or any other woman. She took every thrust like she was made for it, clenching around me, pulling me deeper.
Brock leaned in quickly, kissing her with a kind of breathless urgency. His mouth captured hers like he’d been waiting all night for the chance, his tongue sliding against hers in a way that made her whimper into him. The sound tore through me. A growl built in my chest, my hips driving harder without me meaning to.
Lila unzipped his pants and threaded his cock through the hole, stroking him urgently. Her moans vibrated against his mouth and straight down to my cock. I felt everything; her need and the way her body trembled between us. And it dragged me closer to the edge than I meant to be.
“You’re so fucking hot like this,” I told her, my voice hoarse.
I reached down, my thumb finding her clit, teasing it in tight circles. The second I touched her, she came alive beneath us, her body arching back against Brock’s chest.
“Oh god, Jace, yes. Right there. Don’t stop.”
“Yes, Professor Carrington.”
