Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86702 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 434(@200wpm)___ 347(@250wpm)___ 289(@300wpm)
“You snap your fingers like that again, and I’m going to break them.”
I grin. “You’re welcome to try.” This is normal. Or, rather, the new normal. Sharp edges and sharper words.
Instead of answering, he crawls across the bed to Harlow. Without a word, Eli hooks her thighs and drags her down the mattress, settling between her thighs with an ease that speaks of familiarity. He doesn’t say anything to her, doesn’t hesitate, just wedges his hands beneath her ass and lowers his mouth to her pussy. She gasps a little and starts to reach for his head before she seems to catch herself. She fists the sheets on either side of her body as he works her with his tongue, a pretty pink stealing over her skin.
They look good together. Really fucking good. He’s all long, lean strength, and she’s soft skin and parted lips and a mass of light red hair.
They look like mine.
I pull off my pants and drop them onto the floor. There are a thousand ways to play this, but I let instinct guide me. Eli would call that being impulsive, but my impulsiveness has landed both him and Harlow in my bed, so it’s not like that’s a deterrent. I crawl onto the mattress and, after considering my options, I kneel at Harlow’s side and palm her generous breasts together. Her pretty pink nipples look neglected, so I lean down and taste first one and then the other, alternating with licks and sucks and little nips. She moans, and then her fingers are in my hair, holding me to her as Eli eats her pussy.
She’s all flushed skin and harsh breathing, but he’s just playing around right now, teasing her. He’s not actively trying to make her come. I shift down so that I can skate my hand up the lean line of Eli’s spine. He tenses beneath my touch, but the moment I wrap my hand around the back of his neck, he gives a growl that has me going painfully hard. Fuck, he’s sexy, even if he drives me up a wall when our cocks aren’t involved.
I keep hold of his neck as I move to stretch out on top of him. We’re nearly the same height, which puts his pert little ass right against my cock while still giving me access to his neck and Harlow’s thighs. I give her a light nip, and she jumps. There’s almost too much sensation, almost too much pleasure, and we’ve barely gotten started.
She presses herself up onto her elbows and looks down her body at us. I’d pay good money to see it from her perspective, because her eyes go wide, and she bites her bottom lip. It takes her two tries to speak. “Are you going to fuck his ass, Abel?”
Beneath me, Eli goes perfectly still. I plant my fists on either side of his ribs and leverage up a little, pressing my cock more firmly against his ass. “Do you want me to?” The question is for both of them.
Harlow nods so fast, her hair flies around her head. “Yes.”
I give another slow thrust against Eli’s ass. “And you?”
He lifts his head just enough to turn his face in my direction. “Yes.” A ground-out word, permission to do something I’ve wanted for far longer than I care to admit. This feels different than him sucking my cock. This whole night feels different than anything I’ve done with either of them to date.
This could change everything.
I want to take his ass, want it so bad, my hands are shaking, but I’m also not ready for this to end too soon. I bite the sensitive spot where his neck meets his shoulder. “Then earn it.”
He curses, and then his mouth is back at Harlow’s pussy. There’s no finesse this time. He’s going after her like salvation is on the other side of her orgasm. I snake one hand around and down his stomach to wrap around his cock. He jolts, and then his hips are moving, fucking my hand and grinding back against my cock as he eats Harlow out.
Fuck, it feels good. Having his whole body available to me. Building each of our pleasure in steady, rolling waves. All of it.
We don’t need much in the way of words when there’s sex involved. And without words, we have nothing to fight over. The past doesn’t matter. The future is nonexistent. There is only the three of us in this bed. Time stands still until we decide otherwise.
“On your back.” I barely sound like myself, but that’s okay.
I slide off Eli, and he wastes no time obeying, rolling onto his back and taking Harlow with him. She lets out a cute little squeal, and then she’s straddling his face. Her surprise flips right back to pleasure as Eli sucks on her clit.