“Cam—I think—” she moaned against Tucker’s lips, causing him to let out a low chuckle.
“That’s it, Harper. Let go for me,” I urged, voice thick with need. “You’re doin’ so good, baby. Such a good girl. So, fucking responsive. Fuck, I love the way you’re squeezing my dick. Come for me. Make a mess on my cock, baby.” I was so close to coming. My thrusts were sloppy, and the rhythm I once had was lost.
Her orgasm hit like a wave. She cried out, clinging to Tucker, leaving identical scratch marks on him. Watching her come undone around me like that—I couldn’t hold back anymore.
“Fuck,” I groaned, pulling out of her, resisting the urge to come, just as Tucker did. “God, baby… You felt so good. Almost milked my cock with your pussy. Holy fuck.”
Tucker pulled away from her as we both searched her face.
I moved to the opposite side of Tucker and kissed her cheek, then her nose. “You, okay?”
“I don’t think I’ll be able to come again,” she replied breathlessly.
Tucker let out his loud signature laugh, throwing his head back. “Oh, Sugar, I doubt that.”
He looked over at me, and we leaned in over Harper and shared a brief kiss. “Ready for round two, loverboy?”
“You going to let me come, Tuck? Because my balls are probably going to explode or fall off and roll away if I don’t.”
That caused him to laugh again. ”Of course. Now, lie on your back underneath her.”
I bit my lip and nodded.
“That’s my good boy,” he cooed.
“Don’t push it, man.” I shoot back, silently enjoying the nickname.
“Aw, you guys are cute. It’s like you're boyfriends or something.” Harper giggled as she got situated, her back against my chest.
Boyfriends? Boyfriends. Boyfriends?Shit. I never considered actually dating Tucker. Harper was different; I knew what to expect. But was dating a man different? Would it be like how it was now, centered around Harper, but with shared moments? Did he want that?
I must’ve been wearing my panic on my face because Tucker’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.
“Cam, not the time to be in your head. That’s something that is a little ways away. No reason to panic about it now.”
Harper’s face tipped up to mine, “Sorry, loverboy.”
A genuine smile spread across my face. I shrugged. “Don’t be sorry. I love thinking about us all together.”
“Well, let’stryto think about both of us inside our little princess.”
“So, how does this work, Tuck? Who gets to be inside me first?” Harper asks with a little shake of her ass, causing me to groan. My dick was unbelievably hard, but the idea of coming inside her withhimwould be worth the wait.
“Cam’s first, and once he puts it in, I’ll press in after him.”
She looked up at me, pressing a kiss to my jaw, and whispered. “I trust you.”
At the last minute, I changed our position. I flipped her so we were chest to chest. I gave her a quick kiss, then I adjusted her body on mine so my cock lined up at her entrance. I held her hip as I slowly pressed in, pulling a low groan from her throat.
“Fuck, baby girl. You were made for me.”
I looked at Tucker, who was staring at us with a hungry look in his eyes, and gave him a curt nod. He moved himself betweenmy spread legs, pushing Harper’s head and chest down so she rested flat against me.
“We’ll take this slow,” he said as he spat on his hand and rubbed it onto his cock, “we aren’t in any rush. If it’s too much, stop us. Just say stop or pineapple.” She nodded against me.
The feeling of his shaft touching mine was almost too much. I shut my eyes and tried to urge myself not to bust. Even my previous method of naming car parts couldn't save me now.
Harper let out a shaky breath as he pushed into her overly stuffed cunt. “Good girl, just breathe. Fuck baby, you feel so good with both of our cocks stuffed in you. Stretched so wide for us.” He pulled back a little, spitting onto Harper’s pussy and our cocks, then inched his way back into her. The whimper she let out was one of pure pleasure. “You’re so wet we didn’t even need lube. So fucking hot, Harper.”
