The crooked smirk he shot me was all the answer I got.
Then again, it was all the answer I needed.
ChapterTwenty-Six
Wolfe
“We really should get outta this bed and get back to work,” I mumbled, although I didn’t move an inch.
Being sandwiched between Rhys and Amy was a place I was hesitant to ever leave.Mornings were especially hard when I woke up to them beside me, all warm and sexy… And these moments worked, too.The second Rhys had called me, telling me all the dirty things our girl was doing to him, I had lit out of the diner like the hounds of hell were on my ass.Screw work, these two were far more important at the moment.
And that was the reason we were naked in bed.
“Ready to run off already?”Rhys joked, his hand sliding down between my legs.
I grunted.The warm hand curling around my dick had my blood pumping faster.
“Keep that up and I’ll be ready for a replay of what we just did,” I said, turning my head and looking at the sexy naked man lying beside me.
I groaned when Rhys’s fist tightened around my cock.“Fuck…” I inhaled sharply.“Love when you touch me.”
And I did.I fucking loved every second of it.
Despite the fact that our relationship was relatively new, with each passing day, I knew right where I belonged.Here with them.Forever and always.
With all the shit going down, it would’ve been easy to get my priorities mixed up, but Rhys and Amy were keeping me grounded.And the same could be said in reverse.Life could so easily swallow you up, make you forget the little things such as moments like this.And I refused to allow that to happen to us.
Amy shifted beside me, her hand sliding down my stomach, lower, until she was cupping my balls while Rhys continued to stroke my now fully erect cock.I'd just come not ten minutes ago, but I was already raring to go again.
“What were you saying about work?”Amy asked, her tone sweet and teasing.
I grunted, my arm tightening around the beautiful woman beside me.“No fuckin’ clue,” I moaned.
Closing my eyes, I allowed the sensations to slam into me.My thigh muscles tightened, my abs contracting as my breaths sped up.Rhys’s lips pressed against my chest, and I tightened my grip on the man, holding him closer, never wanting to let him go.
When those warm lips started traveling lower, I hissed, turning my head toward him.“Get on up here and ride me,” I urged Rhys.“Let me feel that tight ass squeeze my dick.”
I felt the shiver that racked his body.
Amy’s hand fell away, but she didn’t disappear.Nope, the woman was grabbing a condom, and I was reduced to little more than a puddle of sensation as the two of them continued to tease me.Amy rolled the condom down my rock-hard cock before returning to her spot beside me.Rhys got to his knees, then straddled my thighs while Amy took over the hand job, sliding lubricant over my cock.
“Fuck…” I could hardly breathe.
Although it took some effort, I assisted Rhys by holding my dick rigid as the man sank down on me.
My back bowed, pleasure sliding through every nerve ending.
And then the man was riding my cock, impaling himself while Amy and I watched.Thankfully, Rhys did all the work.
“Stroke his dick,” I ordered Amy.“Jack him off while he rides me, darlin’.”
Her small hand shifted to Rhys’s thick cock, stroking in a rhythm that matched his movements.
“Fuck, yes…” Rhys groaned, his eyes closing.
Unable to help myself, I gripped Rhys’s thighs, punching my hips upward to meet him on the down stroke.
“Close…” I warned.“So fuckin’ close.”
