When she is close, I pull my hand back and undo my pants, shifting my cock out between us.
Vero lifts her from behind and positions her over me, and she lowers down slowly around my rock-hard shaft as every thought I have exits my body. I was not prepared. Not for how her body feels against mine, or for how my hands sink into her hips before my brain catches up to what my body is doing.
I look at Vero, but he is right there, his chin hooked over her shoulder and his eyes fixed on mine. It’s like he was waiting for me to look up, knowing I would need him. He gazes at me the way he always does, as if I am the center of his universe, and that settles me. He nods, and I exhale through my nose, bringing myself back to the moment.
Kayla is warm against me, and it’s unexpectedly pleasant. Vero wants me to want her, and I would do anything for him. This situation isn’t complicated, and my head is trying to make it something it’s not.I’m not built for pulling things apart and examining them; I am built for acting and enduring, protecting what is mine. Right now, what’s mine is watching me over Kayla’s shoulder with those big brown eyes.
I shift my grip higher, encircling her waist, and stop thinking.
Vero takes Kayla’s hips as she moves on my lap, finding her rhythm, and I let her set it for a little while to see what she does. She doesn’t rush, moving like she knows exactly what she wants and is taking it.
Sliding one hand up her spine, I press between her shoulder blades, bringing her chest flush with mine. Her mouth finds the side of my neck, and her breath tickles against my skin every time she exhales. The sounds she makes are quiet and nothing like what I expected.
I take over the pace, moving my hands to her hips and tangling them in Vero’s.
Kayla makes a sound against my neck that she didn’t intend—I can tell by the way she presses her face harder into my throat. I tilt her hips and continue my same pace and motion. Her fingers curl into my shoulders, and she stops trying to be quiet.
“That’s it, let go for me,” I say against her hair.
Vero leans over her shoulder and holds his fingers out toward me. “Spit.”
Kayla lifts her head, but I hold his gaze as I lean forward and spit on his fingers. He moves his hand behind her, and I feel her tense slightly. Though I keep my hands on her hips, I focus on what Vero is doing, how he presses his forehead to the back of her shoulder.
“Okay?” he murmurs.
She nods, fingers tensing and digging into my pecs. “Don’t stop.”
I keep her distracted, bucking up into her until the tension leaves her body and she is pushing back against him.
“So fucking perfect. Take notes, babe. Nowthisis how you act when someone puts their fingers in your ass. You don’t threaten to murder them,” Vero sasses.
Kayla snorts and I grit my teeth, then she does something with her hips and my eyes roll back in my head.
“I need to be inside her,” Vero groans out. “I have used all my patience and my cock hurts.”
“You have never had patience,” I grit out. Fuck, she feels so good.
“Exactly, so you understand this is now life or death.”
Kayla laughs and shifts forward in my lap. As Vero positions himself behind her, she exhales and leans into my body.
“Oh, fuck,” Vero moans, and Kayla goes completely still. Her hands come up to my collarbones, and her nails dig into my shoulders.
“Are you okay?” Vero asks, forehead pressed against the back of her neck, his hands trembling slightly.
“Give me a second,” she breathes.
We do as she asks, then Vero presses his lips to her shoulder. When she rolls her hips forward, we know she’s ready.
Vero sets a rough pace, and I meet his every movement with my own. She takes it with her face buried in my neck and her nails dragging lines down my shoulders. I tighten my grip on her hips until she is making that sound again, and Vero groans behind her.
Kayla is getting close; I can tell by the way she tightens around me and the way her breathing changes. She lifts her head from my neck and opens her eyes, and that’s when she goes completely still.
She is looking over my shoulder at the window, where she holds eye contact with whatever she sees. But Kayla doesn’t stop moving, continuing until she comes apart completely, her body shuddering between us.
Vero follows right behind her, his forehead dropping to her shoulder, and I’m right behind him.
The three of us remain tangled together, breathing hard, until finally Vero lifts his head to look at me and mouth: “I told you so.”
