Kenta
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I’ve never been so glad to see my teammate in my life. Glen stands in the doorway, studying us both. “Is he still hanging on?” He asks conversationally.
Briar runs her fingers lightly under my swollen shaft, laughing when my hips involuntarily buck. “I told you,” she whispers, her breath tickling the side of my face. “I’m playing with him.”
Glen steps closer, studying my face. “Alright, Li?”
I squeeze my eyes shut, gasping as Briar twists her hand. A bead of sweat trickles down the back of my neck. I can barely speak. “Piss off,” I manage.
Briar smiles, pulling my face to hers for a long, licking kiss, then steps away from me, pointing at a spot on the mattress.
“Sit,” she tells me. I gratefully slump down onto the sheets, hot and shivering all over. She turns to Glen. “Strip.”
Glen tosses me an amused look. “I don’t think so, lass.”
“Strip,please?” She tries. “Trust me, you’re going to enjoy this bit more if you’re naked.”
He just laughs, grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and yanking it over his head. “You’re a piece of work,” he mutters, advancing on her. “But I’m afraid I’m not like Kenta, love. I don’t much like being ordered around.”
She opens her mouth, but before she can say a word, Glen wraps an arm around her and pulls her up against his chest, one hand easily unclipping the back of her bra. She squeaks in surprise—actuallysqueaks,which is completely adorable—then melts against him with a soft sigh as he starts fondling her breasts, squeezing and rolling them in his hands. She’s so distracted, I don’t think she even notices as he quickly unzips her pink mini skirt. It falls to the floor, puddling around her ankles and revealing a miniature pair of white panties.I run my eyes up from her stilettos to her bubble-shaped ass. The heels make her taut, smooth legs look unbelievably sexy.
Glen gives one of her cheeks a little pat.“On the bed,” he says in her ear, gently pushing her onto the mattress. She wraps her arms around his neck and tugs him down with her, so they both collapse in a heap on the sheets.
I roll off the bed and stagger to Glen’s suitcase, rooting around for the box of Trojans I stuffed in there while we were packing for the trip. I certainly didn’t think that I’d be the one using them, but I’m very happy about this development.
There are soft moans and gasps behind me, and I turn to see Briar on Glen’s lap, her arms around his neck as she grinds against his crotch. They’re kissing so hard they’re practically consuming each other, their hands clutching at each other’s bodies. “I’ve missed you,” she gasps against his mouth, winding her fingers in his hair. “I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”
“I’ve wanted you plenty, lass. I just—” he shudders as she licks a line down his throat. “I assumed it was a one-time thing.”
“Why?”
He shrugs. “I’m not the kind of man women fuck twice.”
She pulls away with a frown. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
He doesn’t answer, pulling her in for another kiss. She shifts, and I see a streak of shiny wetness gleaming on the inside of her thigh. It feels like all the blood in my body sinks to my balls. I can’t hold out any longer. If I don’t come soon, I might actually explode.
I rip open the condom wrapper and roll it on, climbing back onto the bed. Glen nods at me over Briar’s shoulder.
“Ride him,” he rasps. “I want to see what you look like.”
She narrows her eyes at the command, but she can’t hide the heat climbing up her neck.
“You’re lucky you’re so damn pretty,” she mutters, making Glen flush bright red. She shuffles into my lap and takes my face in her hands. Her turquoise eyes melt into mine, the colour of sunlight shining through the sea. She strokes my cheeks with her thumbs, not breaking my gaze as she lifts her hips and slides onto me. I’m filled with an overwhelming wash of relief as I sink into her blazing heat. She clenches around me, and my eyes squeeze shut.
“Jesus,” I croak out. She tightens her grip on my shoulders and slowly starts to roll her hips, grinding down. I tip my head back against the headboard as a wave of weakness crashes over me.“Christ.”
She feels incredible. Silky and smooth and hot around me. Every muscle in my body shakes as I start to thrust up into her, matching her rhythm. The perfect friction sends sparks flying through me.
For a minute or so, we don’t speak, our skin slapping together as we rut more and more frantically. I’ve been on the edge for so long, I’m struggling to hold myself back. My jaw is clenched so tight my teeth are grinding together, and I feel a bead of sweat pool at the base of my neck.
Briar leans forward and tugs at the tie holding back my hair, letting it fall around my face. I shake it out of my vision, and she winds her hands into the long strands.
“Iloveyour hair,” she breathes.
“R-really? It divides opinion.”
