“Oh, she does,” Bailey agreed. “She definitely does.”
“Problem is her bed’s not big enough for all three of us,” Holt noted.
“I can fix that.” Bailey hopped up and hurried across the room, her bare ass jiggling as she scurried toward the hall. When she returned, she was concealed by the fluffy white comforter she was dragging along with her. It took her a couple of tries, but she spread it out on the living room floor before kneeling on it.
Rafe knew that no matter what happened, he would enjoy this for as long as it lasted.
Chapter Twenty
Although Holt wanted nothing more than forRafe to fuck him, he was mindful of the situation. More importantly, he recalled Bailey’s concern that she would be left out, and he wanted to prove that she was the one they wanted to focus on. She was the glue that would hold them together if they chose to pursue this beyond tonight.
“Before we get to that,” he told her, joining her on the blanket. “I think you need some attention.”
“One orgasm wasn’t enough for you?” she teased, staring at him as he pulled his shirt over his head.
“Little rabbit, I want you to come a dozen times. And then a dozen more.”
Holt released the button on his jeans, then got to his feet. He glanced at Rafe, nodding his chin, urging him to do the same.
“Do you have lube?” Holt asked Bailey.
“Umm…” She shook her head.
He grinned. “No worries.”
Since she was an avid baker, he figured she had something in the pantry that would work as a lubricant. Plus, it would allow Rafe to spend a few minutes with her. Which he was obviously hoping for since Holt barely made it to the kitchen when he heard Bailey sigh. He peered back to see Rafe kneeling over her, kissing his way down her chest.
Holt paused in his pursuit of all-natural lube to watch them. As he’d expected, it was intensely erotic. He had never been able to explain his potent attraction to Rafe. It had come on instantly from the moment they met, and even after their summer ended, Holt had never stopped thinking about him. Before Rafe, Holt had been with a few men, but his preference had always leaned toward women. Rafe was the exception. For the years since, Holt hadn’t been with another man because he hadn’t met one who could hold a candle to Rafe.
And Bailey … well, Holt figured that was far easier to explain. She was one of a kind, so it only made sense that he’d been ensnared from their first encounter. No other woman compared to her. She was beautiful, both inside and out.
And together, they were … breathtaking.
Bailey moaned softly, her back arching as Rafe shouldered his way between her thighs. He licked her slowly, leisurely, as though feasting on her was the only thing he’d ever wanted to do. Holt certainly understood the appeal.
Turning back to the pantry, Holt moved a few things around until he found a bottle of liquid organic coconut oil.
That would do.
Holt retrieved the condom from his wallet, then left the wallet on the counter before returning to the couple in the living room. He set the coconut oil aside, along with the condom, and decided to join them. But not before he stripped off his jeans. As he did, Bailey’s gaze shifted to him. Her heated gaze did wonders for his ego, but her touch set him aflame. When he went to his knees, she reached for his cock, stroking slowly while gasping as Rafe continued to eat her pussy.
“I want you in my mouth,” she said, meeting his stare as though he might deny her request.
Inching around, he knelt near her head, his cock hovering hard and heavy above her. He leaned forward, holding himself up with one arm and angling his dick toward her mouth. Her lips parted. A soft swipe of her tongue followed. Then she was licking him like she’d found her new favorite treat. But when she took him into her mouth, her teeth lightly scraping, a fiery chill ran down his spine. For the first time in his life, he feared he might detonate before he was ready.
“Slow,” he urged. “When I come, I intend to come in your sweet little ass.”
She moaned, and the vibrations traveled up his shaft.
“That excites you.” He chuckled when she moaned again.
Twisting his upper body, Holt sucked her nipple between his lips while she sucked him. He loved that she fumbled when he sucked harder, her chest thrusting upward in offering.
“I think they need more attention,” he said, dislodging his cock from her mouth so he could focus on her tits.
Holt stretched out alongside her, sliding his hand under her thigh to open her legs wider, allowing him to watch as Rafe tongued her slowly.
“He’s drivin’ me crazy,” she moaned. “He’s teasin’ me.”
