46
DANE
So tonight is the best night ever.
Not only did the Smashers win—not that I care about baseball, more about Hudson—but I spent the majority of my time with Hannah talking and laughing while Ethan seemed to have found his spark again.
I’ve never seen him so alive and I would give up everything to see him like that everyday.
It’s been perfect and the fact that we’re all here now, let’s just say the night couldn’t have ended any better.
Hannah told me to lay down on the bed. So, I happily obliged as she stripped me naked. Then both Ethan and I watched as she removed her leggings and jersey, leaving her in just lace panties and a bra.
God, she’s a sight.
Her skin is a notch paler than it was during the summer time, missing that sun-kissed glow from backpacking, but it’s flushed with need.
She’s always held the control, she always will, but this is the first time she’s taken the reins and made it clear about what she wants.
Glancing over her shoulder, Ethan stands behind her and I tip my chin at him as my eyes flicker toward his chest. He’s the only one still fully dressed and we just can’t have that.
Unbuttoning his pants, he steps out of them then takes off his shirt and tosses it to the floor.
Hannah kneels into the bed beside me, taking the bottle of lube out of my hands. She snaps open the lid, pours some into her hand then closes the lid and tosses it over to Ethan.
I watch him as he drizzles the liquid over his cock and strokes it thoroughly around every inch of the tight skin.
“Umpf, fuck,” I hiss as Hannah’s cool, wet hand wraps around my length, coating it as she massages it.
Giving my cock this little bit of attention is all I need to be completely on edge. Ethan’s dark pupils sear through me the entire time and I can’t help but pump my hips to meet her strokes.
She swings one leg over my stomach, straddling me, and I wrap my hands around her hips, rolling her into me.
“Fuck, yes,” I breathe out as she rocks her hips like a professional equestrian, the wetness of her arousal mixes with my coated cock and the friction is fucking glorious.
“You’re so beautiful.” I gaze up at her inspecting every inch of her gorgeous face. My eyes trail down to the scar she wears with confidence. The scar that defines what she’s been through and the exceptional gratitude she has for life.
She leans into me, pressing her lips to mine. At the same time her hips lift up and her hand reaches for my erect cock. Rubbing my crown over her wet center, she runs the tip through her arousal then breaches the entrance and my jaw falls open.
It’s wet and hot and nothing like I’ve ever felt before. It’s already so sensitive and I can’t help but let out a groan as her hips settle down on mine engulfing me completely.
“Jesus Christ,” I spit out, throwing my head back against the mattress. “Fuck, that’s good.”
Rolling her hips into mine, the sensation is unreal. It’s tight and wet and I can feel every ridge, every inch of her walls that clench and pulse as my cock pistons in and out.
“Oh, goddamn it, it’s so…” I groan, huffing out a long breath, unable to finish with words.
Celeste couldn’t take birth control and we always used condoms. I’ve never had anything serious after so not using condoms was never an option.
This is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced and I love that I’m having it with them.
Just then, I feel the mattress dip between my legs. Ethan places his hand on Hannah's back and presses her gently forward. Her breasts press into my chest and she uses her tongue to lick around my jawline.
The sensation of them on top of me as Ethan leans further forward is like a weighted blanket I never want to be rid of. My eyes connect with his and there's a fire ignited behind them. The same overwhelming desire fills my bones like it did the first time and I want nothing more than this as a staple in my life.
My eyes don’t leave his as if he can read what I’m thinking through my dark, needy pupils.
Trust me. I want this more than you’ll ever know.
