“Tell me,” he urged, fucking me with his thumbs, pushing in deep, retreating slowly.
It took a second for me to build the confidence to tell him what I wanted. He continued to tease me, fondling me so intimately. I grabbed my breasts, squeezing them roughly. I needed more than this.
“Fuck,” Wolfe hissed. “You’re gonna kill me, woman.” His eyes locked on my hands intimately teasing my nipples. He looked up at my face. “Tell me, darlin’.”
I held his stare. “Fuck me, Wolfe.” I inhaled sharply when his thumbs thrust into me again. “Fuck me now.”
What felt like hours was probably only a couple of minutes, but Wolfe managed to push his jeans past his hips, cover himself with a condom, and then he was filling me.
He jerked me toward him, my butt on the edge of the desk, my legs straight up in the air, my thighs resting against his stomach, his thick arms holding me in place while he pounded into me.
I had never felt anything as amazing as this. Wolfe fucking me on my desk, his heated gaze locked with mine, his rough groans echoing in the small space. My orgasm built within seconds and then exploded. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, a whimper escaping instead. Wolfe was still watching me, still fucking me hard and deep.
“You have to come for me again,” he told me.
The man was certainly a generous lover. Not only did he make me come one more time, he didn’t stop until I'd nearly passed out from multiple orgasms.
Three more, to be exact.
Rhys
“Where you at?”
“Headin’ home,” I told Wolfe as I turned onto my street.
“Want company?” This time Amy’s voice came through the phone.
“Y’all out and about?”
“Yep,” she said. “So, is that a yes?”
She sounded so damn sweet I couldn’t bring myself to say no. Not that I really wanted to. Sure, I was exhausted, but when it came to spending time with them, I was sure I could forego a few extra hours of sleep.
“That’s a yes.”
“Okay. See you in a few.”
The phone disconnected at the same time my house came into view.
Not only my house but the big black Chevy parked in front of it.
I smiled.
For whatever reason, it eased something inside me that Wolfe and Amy came to me this time. So far, I'd been the one tagging along wherever they went. Although I knew that came with the situation, I didn’t want to always feel like the third wheel.
I pulled my truck into the driveway and parked beside Wolfe’s truck.
“’Bout damn time,” Wolfe greeted as he got out of the truck.
I opened Amy’s door and helped her out, accepting the quick peck on the lips she offered.
For a woman who was new to this threesome thing, she didn’t seem to be having a hard time with it.
She took my hand, linked our fingers, her other hand wrapping around my bicep as she followed me up the porch steps. Again, I was hyperaware of how much she touched me.
“I like it out here,” Amy told me. “It’s peaceful.”
I didn’t live on the amount of land the Caines had, but the four acres I did own were enough for me. The house was small, just an old farmhouse that needed some more work, but I was short on time these days, so I hadn’t put as much into the renovations as I'd wanted to. However, I'd done the major work already. New floors, replaced the appliances, upgraded the cabinets and countertops, replaced the rotted boards on the front porch. I still needed to tackle the bathrooms and get the small barn so that it was functional.
