With a thrust of her hand, she passed the glass over to Logan, who took it and set it on the pool’s edge before returning to his post between her thighs. Elijah moved to stand at her head, giving him better access to her breasts. He used both hands to torment her supple flesh, watching Logan as he fingered her pussy until Sam was writhing, her jerky movements threatening to topple the float at any moment.
Logan must’ve had some sympathy for her because he eliminated the float altogether, pulling Sam off of it and into his arms. She went willingly, wreathing his neck, their lips melding as she attempted to climb his big body.
Elijah wasn’t interested in being a bystander in this encounter, so he moved closer, crushing Sam between them. When Sam and Logan broke for air, Elijah claimed Sam’s mouth, turning her head for a better angle.
“You want to hear a story?” he prompted when she slid one arm around his neck, keeping him close.
“What’s it about?”
Elijah met Logan’s gaze, saw approval flash in his eyes.
“I think he’ll need encouragement first,” Logan interjected, moving toward one of the long benches and turning Sam in his arms.
She went willingly, her gaze locked on Elijah as Logan positioned her so that she was in his lap. There was another adjustment, and then Sam’s eyes rolled back in her head. Elijah wasn’t privy to what was taking place under the water, but he could tell by the way her mouth opened and she sighed that Logan had just buried his cock inside her pussy.
“That’s better,” Logan said gruffly.
Elijah felt heat flood his veins.
“I think I’ll be the storyteller today,” Logan added, motioning Elijah closer.
He took another step toward them, stopping when he was directly in front of Sam.
“I think he’s wearing too many clothes,” Logan whispered near Sam’s ear, his eyes raking over Elijah’s face.
“I agree.”
Without preamble, Elijah shoved his shorts down, letting them float away while he waited patiently for what would happen next.
***
The instant Elijah was naked, Sam feltLogan’s cock pulse inside her. She sighed, leaning into him while watching Elijah. She wasn’t sure what they had in store, but she was eager to find out, and she definitely liked the fact that neither of them could hide their physical reactions from her. Not like this, anyway.
“It was the night you went out with McKenna and Ashleigh,” Logan said, his voice rough as he reached around her, his big hand sliding over Elijah’s washboard abs.
Sam inhaled sharply, her gaze riveted to the spot.
“Elijah came home from work,” Logan continued.
Sam noticed Elijah’s eyes flash with acknowledgment and realized she was going to hear about their first time together.
“I was in a mood,” Logan admitted. “Anxious and restless.”
Sam felt his cock as it thickened inside her, and she knew he was reliving the moment in his mind.
“He was,” Elijah chimed in, reaching for Sam’s hand. “Grumpy.”
He positioned her hand so that her fingers curled around his thick shaft, but he didn’t instruct her to do anything, so she just let herself feel.
“I decided to give him space, so I took a shower. Figured I would start dinner after.”
Beneath her fingertips, Elijah’s cock flexed and pulsed.
It was then she realized she was reliving the moment with them. Their bodies couldn’t deny how they’d felt even now.
Sam moaned when Logan’s hips shifted, his cock pushing deep inside her. “Keep going.”
Logan chuckled, covering her hand with his, guiding it up and down Elijah’s cock.
