Felix notices my reaction and laughs beneath his breath. “Well, then, what are you waiting for?” He lets go of me, sucking my arousal off his fingers.
My breath is heavy as I stand idle, watching Tyler, letting this moment sink in. I’m nervous. Excited. I’ve been with Tyler so many times, and yet somehow, this feels like the first time all over again. Maybe becausethe three of us haven’t been like this in years. Or because Tyler and I lost our spark while Felix was absent from our lives.
“Go ahead, Harper,” Felix encourages, taking a seat on a nearby armchair. “Show Tyler how much you’ve missed him and how happy you are he’s healing.”
I gulp and turn to Felix for reassurance. “You’re sure?”
His knuckles are white, gripping the armrests with force. His green eyes lie fierce upon me, filled with corruption. “I want to watch you. I know how much youlovebeing watched. You used to always turn into such a desperate little slut whenever you knew I was watching you and Tyler.”
I’m quivering, hearing the praise in Felix’s voice.
“I’vealways enjoyed watching you get fucked.” He licks his lips, amused. “Though, I’d say you’ll be the one doing most of the fucking, given Tyler’s condition. Go ahead and ride his cock. Show him he belongs to you.”
My breasts rise with each shallow breath, barely believing the three of us have made it to this moment.
My attention returns to Tyler. The two of us lock eyes and I’m burning up as I slowly pull my dress over my head and drop it to the floor. He rasps as I remove my bra and step out of my panties, standing naked in front of him.
“I’ve missed this sight. You’re beautiful. Come here, baby.”
I climb onto the bed, straddling Tyler’s lap, enjoying the warm touch of his palms on my thighs. He’s fullyclothed. I’m gentle with undressing him, my fingers shaking with anticipation as I unbutton his shirt. My hands smooth across the firm planes of his chest and stroke his bandaged torso.
He’s lying back, looking up at me with desire but also like I’m the most precious thing in the world. This moment is about more than just sex for us. It’s the reunion of our love. A reunion of the trio we fought so hard to reclaim.
The two of us have lived through so much heartache together but now we’re letting the pain go. Finally, I have my Tyler back. Not the Tyler I broke up with a few months ago, but the Tyler I fell in love with at eighteen. The Tyler who disappeared due to loss, guilt, and stress.
I disappeared too. Only now that I have Felix and Tyler does it feel like I’m truly myself.
“I’ve missed this part of you, Tyler. I’ve missed us. I love you.” I bend forward. My lips press to his as my nipples brush against his chest. When I pull back and meet his eyes, he’s trembling, watching me in awe.
“Harper, baby. You haven’t looked at me like this in eight years.”
“Because I finally have you and Felix and everything is as it should be.”
I pull down the waistband of his pants, wrapping my hand around his length and stroking from base to tip.
He groans, gritting his teeth. “Sit on my cock. Ride me, Princess.”
I trail the head of his dick along my wet entrance, then sink down, savoring inch by inch as he stretches mecompletely. “Oh, god, Tyler,” I moan, arching to adjust to his size.
“Shit, baby. Fuck.” Tyler grasps my thighs, never tearing his eyes from mine.
My hands brace on his chest, careful to avoid his bandages, and I ride him in a slow, steady rhythm. Each time I sink down, a thrill ripples through me.
“You fuck me so perfectly, Harper.”
I grind harder, taking him deeper. Tyler cups my breasts, circling his thumbs over the hard peaks. The dual sensation of his cock stretching me and his fingers on my sensitive nipples has me moaning loudly.
Behind me, I hear Felix shift in his chair. The sound of his zipper sliding down makes me clench around Tyler’s dick. The knowledge of his gaze on us heightens every sense within me.
I glance back, meeting Felix’s ravenous eyes. He’s stroking himself. The head of his cock glistens with precum.
Pleasure spirals through me, coiling tighter, pushing me to the edge of an orgasm. Felix jerking off over me, mixed with Tyler filling me up, is almost too much to bear.
“Oh, god. I’m going to come,” I gasp.
“No, Harper.” Felix’s words are a smooth, deep purr. “Nice and slow. Make it last.”
“Don’t ask me to hold off. I can’t. It’s torture.”
