into slippery folds, groaning at the feel of his dick sliding inside her. He found the small nub and pressed until she gasped, then he stroked, changing the pressure and the angles with the sounds of pleasure she made. Dorian let go of his other hand and cupped Jenna’s breasts.
Jenna suddenly went rigid, her head tilting down so their gazes snapped together, and he watched as pleasure flushed through her expression. The cry that wrenched from her throat seeped inside him. He didn’t want to miss a second of her pleasure. Her channel tightened around his dick and that was enough to send him over the edge again. He gripped her hips, thrust deep inside her and shouted as his release poured out of him in one powerful wave.
Jenna gently rested on his chest, her breasts plumping against him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, smelling her mixed scents of jasmine, sweat and sex. Dorian crashed onto the bed next to them. Ross blew Jenna’s hair off his face and turned a sleepy smile on Dorian. “If you can figure out a way to bottle the smell of her in that oil of yours, I’ll be yours forever.”
“You’re already mine forever,” Dorian murmured before chuckling. “And I bottled that jasmine you’re smelling.”
“Yeah, I know, but you have to get this sex smell mixed in with it.” He felt Jenna shake with laughter against him and he stroked the silky skin of her back. “Wait, never mind. She’d put that scent on and poor Jake wouldn’t know what hit him.”
“So we’ll just keep this secret scent to ourselves then?”
Ross smiled. “Just you.” Jenna slowly sat up and he was amazed at the faint stirring of his groin at the contact with her soft folds. He’d come twice in a short amount of time and new experience or not, he knew he wouldn’t be getting it up again, at least for an hour.
“Just for Dorian?” she whispered, the importance of her question shadowing her green eyes.
“And for me.” He tightened his fingers. “The both of you. Just for me.”
Her smile lit up her face. “And the both of you are just for me.” She tilted her head, looked at Dorian. “I think it’s time I took care of you.”
He shook his head. “No need. I came in my pants. Twice. Like a damned teenager. But in my defense, I’ve never seen anything as hot as the two of you together. Hell, the second time I didn’t even have to touch myself.”
Laughter bubbled from Jenna’s throat and she slid off Ross to snuggle between them. She rested her hand on Ross’s stomach. “So, Boss, you okay with all this?”
“What brought it on?”
“We love you,” she whispered. “So much, Ross. Your loneliness hurt us.”
“So you did this because I’m lonely?” He wasn’t sure he liked that.
She sat up. “Oh no, not only because of that. We both wanted you but we didn’t talk about it, not until recently. I’ve wanted you for years and it turns out Dorian has too. This is how it should have been from the beginning.”
Ross grimaced. “We were a bit young.”
She rolled her eyes, shoved blonde hair out of her face. “Not that far in the beginning. Yuck. I meant later. Remember that time we were hiding in that place in Oregon, the house in the woods with the lake?”
Ross remembered it well. Dorian and Jenna had become lovers and he’d spent a lot of time outside, giving them privacy. A lot of time swimming in the cold lake.
“I caught you skinny dipping in that lake one night. You didn’t know. I watched you walk naked out of the water and felt it then. I just didn’t…” She sighed. “I just didn’t know what to do about it.” She looked at Dorian.
“We should never have waited. You’ve been sleeping alone far too long.” Dorian pulled Jenna back down and draped his arm over her waist to rest his hand on Ross’s stomach.
Ross was amazed that he didn’t feel weird about having a man in his bed. Maybe with any other man, it would have felt off, but not Dorian. And he’d
Jenna suddenly went rigid, her head tilting down so their gazes snapped together, and he watched as pleasure flushed through her expression. The cry that wrenched from her throat seeped inside him. He didn’t want to miss a second of her pleasure. Her channel tightened around his dick and that was enough to send him over the edge again. He gripped her hips, thrust deep inside her and shouted as his release poured out of him in one powerful wave.
Jenna gently rested on his chest, her breasts plumping against him. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, smelling her mixed scents of jasmine, sweat and sex. Dorian crashed onto the bed next to them. Ross blew Jenna’s hair off his face and turned a sleepy smile on Dorian. “If you can figure out a way to bottle the smell of her in that oil of yours, I’ll be yours forever.”
“You’re already mine forever,” Dorian murmured before chuckling. “And I bottled that jasmine you’re smelling.”
“Yeah, I know, but you have to get this sex smell mixed in with it.” He felt Jenna shake with laughter against him and he stroked the silky skin of her back. “Wait, never mind. She’d put that scent on and poor Jake wouldn’t know what hit him.”
“So we’ll just keep this secret scent to ourselves then?”
Ross smiled. “Just you.” Jenna slowly sat up and he was amazed at the faint stirring of his groin at the contact with her soft folds. He’d come twice in a short amount of time and new experience or not, he knew he wouldn’t be getting it up again, at least for an hour.
“Just for Dorian?” she whispered, the importance of her question shadowing her green eyes.
“And for me.” He tightened his fingers. “The both of you. Just for me.”
Her smile lit up her face. “And the both of you are just for me.” She tilted her head, looked at Dorian. “I think it’s time I took care of you.”
He shook his head. “No need. I came in my pants. Twice. Like a damned teenager. But in my defense, I’ve never seen anything as hot as the two of you together. Hell, the second time I didn’t even have to touch myself.”
Laughter bubbled from Jenna’s throat and she slid off Ross to snuggle between them. She rested her hand on Ross’s stomach. “So, Boss, you okay with all this?”
“What brought it on?”
“We love you,” she whispered. “So much, Ross. Your loneliness hurt us.”
“So you did this because I’m lonely?” He wasn’t sure he liked that.
She sat up. “Oh no, not only because of that. We both wanted you but we didn’t talk about it, not until recently. I’ve wanted you for years and it turns out Dorian has too. This is how it should have been from the beginning.”
Ross grimaced. “We were a bit young.”
She rolled her eyes, shoved blonde hair out of her face. “Not that far in the beginning. Yuck. I meant later. Remember that time we were hiding in that place in Oregon, the house in the woods with the lake?”
Ross remembered it well. Dorian and Jenna had become lovers and he’d spent a lot of time outside, giving them privacy. A lot of time swimming in the cold lake.
“I caught you skinny dipping in that lake one night. You didn’t know. I watched you walk naked out of the water and felt it then. I just didn’t…” She sighed. “I just didn’t know what to do about it.” She looked at Dorian.
“We should never have waited. You’ve been sleeping alone far too long.” Dorian pulled Jenna back down and draped his arm over her waist to rest his hand on Ross’s stomach.
Ross was amazed that he didn’t feel weird about having a man in his bed. Maybe with any other man, it would have felt off, but not Dorian. And he’d
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