I was so overwhelmed, from all the noises, touches, and just looking at the people who were now the center of my world, that I temporarily forgot I really wanted to kiss Grayson. I leaned down and kissed his chin, then the side of his lips.
He groaned when our lips finally touched.
“He’s good with his mouth,” I told Grayson as he watched Cruz suck off Micah.
“Yeah?” he whispered back.
“He’d make you feel good too,” I let him know.
Grayson didn’t have to tell me he liked the idea, because his kiss was brutal as he began to fuck me harder and deeper.
Fuck.
I was going to come.
“You look so fucking pretty.”
“God, baby.”
“Shit.”
It took me a second to realize that the whines and moans weren’t coming from just me.
“That’s it, baby,” Grayson moaned as I threw my head back and began to come.
I heard Micah groaning, and a few thrusts later, Grayson was coming too. Grayson pulled me toward his chest and gave me tiny kisses all over my face.
The three of us took a minute to recover from our orgasm. It was Grayson who broke the silence. “Someone should give Martinez a hand,” he muttered.
I wanted to tell him he should, because it would be hot as fuck. I turned my head toward Cruz and Micah, and Cruz kissed Micah’s thigh, then leaned up.
“You guys were so fucking hot I didn’t stand a chance,” he said with no shame as he moved a bit so we could see the mess he made of my covers.
33
MICAH
Ilay back, still breathing heavily, throwing my arm over my eyes as Ava shifted away from Gray and pressed a soft kiss to my throat.
Running my hand down her bare back, feeling her soft, warm skin beneath my palm, I let the thoughts I’d been avoiding back in.
I wasn’t the only one who’d been pushing their worries aside. Last night was something I think we were all trying to avoid thinking about, and this morning, we’d woken up and lost ourselves in each other, in the one part of our lives we could control.
But reality caught up with us all eventually, no matter how much we tried to delay the inevitable. No matter how deep we buried our heads in the sand.
“We need to talk about what we’re going to do,” Gray said, breaking the silence. It was as if he could read my mind.
Cruz groaned, and I felt the bed dip as he rolled off it. “Before we do anything, I’m taking a shower. Princess, want to join me? You two can change the sheets while we’re getting clean.”
“Nope. Your mess, you clean it up,” Grayson said.
Ava sighed as Cruz muttered something uncomplimentary to him. Lowering my arm, I tugged her into me, placing my mouth to her ear. “How about we take a shower and leave them to their argument?”
She nodded, shooting me a bright smile, and my heart skipped a beat. She was so damn beautiful. While the two of them were occupied with their bickering, we slipped out of her bedroom and into the bathroom.
Despite the fact that I had a sexy, naked woman with me in the shower, my soapy hands sliding over her gorgeous curves, I couldn’t stop my thoughts from going back to last night. Ava seemed to feel the same, if the somber atmosphere in the air was anything to go by.
When she glanced down at my cock, still soft even though we’d been rubbing against each other, she sighed and wrapped her arms around my waist. “This sucks. I wish we didn’t have to face the real world.”
