“It looks like Abby is already ready for me. Did both of you get turned on talking about me fucking Tate last night? Should I tell you both about it in detail?”
I whimper when he brings his hand down a second time. His fingers snap against my pussy, sending a bolt of need straight through me.
“Did he tell you how he straddled my waist in my truck and how fucking gorgeous he looked?” Landon says, lining his cock up and sheathing himself in one thrust as I cry out. “Or how perfect his cock felt in the palm of my hand when I jerked him off?”
Landon wraps his hand around my hair, pulling my head back and leaning down to whisper in my ear, “Can’t forget how hard he came in my hand.”
He begins to thrust in and out of me, and Tate doesn’t stop watching as he steadily strokes his cock at the same speed Landon fucks me.
“And how green his eyes got when I slid my cock into his tight ass, and how hard I was every time he made a noise.”
Tate moans. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
“Ladies first, don’t you think? Legs up on the table, Tate. Drop your dick and suck your fingers into your mouth.”
“Oh fuck!” I almost scream when Landon grabs my hips and drives into me harder. The desk inches forward little by little from the intense way he is fucking me.
“Touch yourself, Abs.”
I slide my hand down and circle my clit as Tate slides his fingers into his mouth.
“Good boy, now I want you to finger your ass, find that spot and stroke it.”
Tate’s eyes go wide, and he hesitates.
“Now, Tate.”
My attention locks on him as he slides his fingers into his ass, his body bent at a weird angle. “Look how well he listens. Now, are you going to be a good girl, Abby, and let Tate see you come?”
“Fuck yes,” I pant as I circle my clit faster and faster. All while Landon fucks me and my eyes stay locked on Tate. Everything hits me at once, and my entire body shakes.
I scream out before I clamp around Landon’s shaft, pleasure hitting me everywhere, and stars dance in front of my eyes.
“Tate, use your other hand on your cock so Abby can watch you come while I fill her.”
I can barely hold myself up; my legs feel like jelly. Landon grabs my hips and lifts me, my toes no longer touching the ground as he fucks into me. Tate makes a strangled noise in his throat and his cum squirts up onto his abs. Landon grunts from behind me as he thrusts in deeper, his cock pulsing inside me as he comes.
“See? I told you something like this could work,” I mutter deliriously.
Tate just laughs. “I will definitely think about it.”
He doesn’t say goodbye; he just ends the call.
Landon helps slide me off the desk. “What did you tell Tate?”
“That he should date me.”
Landon growls.
“And that you should also date me, because I wouldn’t mind being in the middle of that.”
Landon puts his hands on either side of my face and leans down to press a kiss to my lips.
“I love you, Abby, you know that, right?” Those words drain all the blood from my face. “Don’t look so scared—I never stopped loving you. But you doing something like this for me, I could never repay you.”
I chuckle. “It would be such a hardship to date three gorgeous men. So much work would be involved and so many egos.”
Landon kisses me, and I throw my arms around his neck. Then he stands, forcing me to wrap my legs around his waist. If Tate agrees to this, there is going to be a lot of media attention, and I will be portrayed as a whore just like Leila, but right now I don’t care. I’m sick of pretending that I am anything but Landon’s. I have always been his and Levi’s, so what is one more person in the mix if it makes us all happy? Life is too short not to live our lives the way we want.
