Even though I reached orgasm, my cock makes no move to go down, and I give myself a slow handjob while I watch Ethan spread light kisses over her shoulders and wait for Charlie to catch her breath and open her shining eyes to me. When that happens, I smile and hold her chin, kissing her slowly. The girl is still languid and rests her arms around my neck.
"Can you handle one more round, baby?" I ask quietly as the kiss ends. She pants slightly, but lowers her gaze and bites her lower lip when she sees me touching myself. Her hand joins mine at the same time as she nods, watching. I smile and steal another kiss.
Charlie moans when Ethan pulls out of her, but I quickly pull her to me and throw myself onto my back on the bed, leaving her on top.
"So you want it like this, huh?" she asks, running her fingers over my abs, making me shiver.
"Yeah. Don't you like it?"
It's Ethan who lets out a little laugh and answers first.
"She loves it."
"True. I was just wondering if this is how you dreamed it. Me riding you," she fires off, mischievous. As if the words weren't enough, her nails start scratching the inside of my thigh.
"It was. On top, on the bottom, standing up..." I confess, and she laughs quietly. Ethan hands her a condom and she puts it on me terribly slowly. "I jerked off so many times listening to you two having sex that I've imagined every kind of position."
The two of them laugh at my confession, like they've known it all along. Charlie leans down to kiss me, but takes the chance to bring a hand between us and fit my cock at her opening, sinking down slowly along the whole length.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I could come in a minute like a damn teenager, that's how good the feeling of her pussy swallowing me is. Wet, tight, and so hot that it might be the reason for my madness.
I moan in the middle of the kiss and she smiles, pulling away and lifting her torso. Ethan is now to my left and winds Charlie's hair around his wrist.
"Grind, kitten. Let him feel exactly how hot you are," he demands, and she obeys: she braces her hands on my chest and the delicious ass rises and falls slowly, grinding and squeezing me even tighter inside her.
"Fuck, Charlie," I pant and close my eyes at the pleasure. I hear Ethan's deep laugh again, followed by the crack that could only have been his hand on her ass.
Charlotte moans loudly and repeats the down and up, driving me out of my mind. I open my eyes and grab her thighs. Ethan is now licking her breasts and our girl throws her head back, in ecstasy, but without stopping riding me.
It's a fucking sight.
We find a perfect rhythm and it can only really be paradise. I pinch her breasts when they're not in the dark-haired man's mouth and I moan uncontrollably.
Ethan is rock hard again and I watch, kind of fascinated, as he reaches a hand to Charlie's pussy, takes a little of the abundant honey, and brings it to his own cock, jerking off hard. The girl moans and pulls him into a deep kiss.
I can't take much more after that.
I finger Charlotte's clit so she comes again, and when that happens, she squeezes me so hard with her pussy and her thighs that she locks me inside her. I reach the peak instantly, moaning loudly right after her. I swear my body even shuts down for about five seconds.
Charlie's nails will be marked on my stomach for a good while and I'd consider it a nice extra memento.
I watch as Ethan spurts onto his own fingers and pushes two into Charlie's mouth, which she licks eagerly, kissing him afterward. When they separate, she moves to lean down and kiss me, but stops halfway, seeming indecisive.
I make the decision without even blinking and pull her to me, pressing our lips together. I taste the mix of our flavors and...
I love it.
The girl smiles after we pull our mouths apart and gets off me, throwing herself onto her back on the bed, as exhausted as me or more. Ethan does the same on my other side.
Wow. It had been insane. But I was too blissed out to care right now. I close my eyes and leave it to tomorrow's Logan to deal with the consequences of a threesome with his roommates.
Chapter 26
Ethan
When I wake up the next morning, I'm grinding against my friend with my arm over his waist. In my shock, I practically leap backward and end up off the bed. The sound of my fall and the curse of pain I mutter is enough to wake Logan, who turns over and blinks repeatedly as he looks at me, in a mix of confusion from the sleep and the situation.
"My bad. I didn't account for the size of the bed," I whisper so as not to end up waking Charlie too. Logan gives a sideways smile and lets his head fall back onto the pillow, covering his eyes with his arm.
