Mati rode him for all she was worth, her nails scoring his skin. “Fuck.Yes!”
David’s eyes very nearly rolled back into his head, but he kept it together to push up against Reese’s perineum again.
From one thrust to the next, Mati was screaming, tight muscles clamping down on him like a vice.
“Jesus Christ,” Reese cried.
David whimpered, speechless as he dug his shoulders into the mattress and his hips up against Mati. His climax built under his skin like a storm swelling out over the harbor.
David pressed his fingers up behind Reese’s balls again, desperate to drag Reese with him.
“Fuck.Fuck,” Reese barked, his fist pumping furiously, until, with a low groan, his head fell back and the first hot splash struck David’s cheek.
David’s orgasm roared through him as he bucked against Mati, his coordination lost, his brain fuzzing with pleasure until it was so great, his world went white.
Chapter Seventeen
“So…” Reese began, trailing off when Mati and David turned to him. It was mid-afternoon the following day, and David was in the middle of making actual goddamn cheese, as promised, while Mati was sitting at the counter, working on something frustrating. She hadn’t said as much, but the way her teeth were mangling that pen spoke volumes.
He didn’t question why he was jealous of the pen. He accepted there was a lot about himself he was only beginning to understand.
Which was why he’d started this conversation. Or tried to. Because he had questions. About a few things, actually.
He was painfully aware of both his lovers patiently waiting for him to grow a pair.
“Might we dispense with the condoms?” he blurted out, then rolled his eyes. He sounded like fucking Rupert, getting all uptight because he was nervous.
David set down the handful of…well, Reese had no idea what the hell David was holding. Curd? Whatever it was, he put it down and faced Reese fully in order to say, “No.”
“Oh, okay,” Reese agreed. He wanted to ask why not, but it was none of his business.
Or was it?
“Why do you ask?” Mati said.
“Umm…” That seemed obvious.
Mati lifted one eyebrow and waited.
David frowned.
Fine. “I like the idea of coming in you,” he announced, looking at Mati. He meant David, too. He hoped they would extrapolate.
Mati studied him with narrow eyes. “Are you talking about making babies here?”
She might as well have punched Reese in the face.
“What?No!I mean, maybe someday if you wanted that. Do you want that? No! You know what? That’s a different conversation. That’s not the conversation I’m trying to have now.”
Mati and David were laughing at him now.
Reese drew a deep breath and tried to explain. “I was curious because you didn’t use one when you swallowed,” he said to Mati. “And then I…” he waved vaguely at David, “on your face.”
David smiled as if it was a fond memory.
Mati nodded. “Not to mention when you ate me out.”
Reese didn’t think he’d ever get used to Mati being so blunt about sex. Nor would he ever stop finding it hot. “Right,” he agreed, trying to keep his heart rate under control.
