were closed, as though he relished the experience. With each bob of his head, Jay’s confidence seemed to grow, his movements became faster, his expression more intent.
She closed her other hand around Jay’s penis, stunned to find it harder than ever, with a vein pulsing tangibly through it.
“Jules,” Hunter cried. “Fuck, Jules!” he flung his head from side to side, his eyes still closed. “That feels unbelievable.”
Jay froze. His eyes popped open.
“No.” Hunter panted. “Christ, don’t stop.”
Jay stared at her aghast.
Hunter’s hips surged up, and Jay was wrenched back into action. He returned his attention to Hunter, his actions so sensual Julia found herself wishing she were on the receiving end of his mouth’s exploits.
“That’s it,” Hunter moaned. “Oh, God. I’m gonna…come. Don’t stop. Oh…God.”
Hunter began to spasm, his hips jerking against Jay’s mouth.
Watching Hunter’s orgasm was so exhilarating, so stimulating, she could come herself. All it would take was one swipe of a finger across her clit. She yanked her hand away from her pussy. No way would she come this way. Not when the men of her fantasies could offer so much more.
Jay closed his eyes, extreme satisfaction glowing in his face as he accepted everything Hunter pumped into his mouth.
Several seconds passed before Hunter relaxed and collapsed on the bed. It was then that Jay swallowed, twice, without releasing Hunter’s cock.
“Oh, fuck,” Hunter gasped. “Jules, Jesus,” he said in a scratchy voice. “That was the best damn blowjob I’ve ever had.”
Again Jay looked at her, startled.
Julia inhaled and then climbed on the bed to kneel beside Hunter. She kissed his cheek. “Not Jules, Blondie. Jay.”
His eyes flew open. He stared at her in disbelief before pushing up to observe his waist. The evidence he faced was indisputable. At Hunter’s sudden movement, his cock slid out of Jay’s mouth.
Jay wiped his lips, looked up at Hunter and grinned. “Hey, mate,” he said. “You don’t taste half bad.”
Going All In
Chapter Six
“The hell I’ll calm down,” Hunter snarled as he paced the length of the living room. “Goddammit, he gave me a fucking blowjob.”
He’d paused long enough to pull on his jeans before storming out of the bedroom, furious. Jay had tried to go after him, but woman’s intuition told Julia Hunter wouldn’t want to see his friend. So she’d convinced Jay to stay put, and she’d gone instead, pulling Jay’s T-shirt on in the process. It hung down to her knees.
“The best blowjob you’ve ever had,” Julia reminded him now, desperate to pacify him. She’d never seen Hunter lose his cool like this. Ever. If either of the men was prone to blowing his top in a stressful situation it was Jay. Yet here Hunter was, way beyond the point of reason.
“Fuck, Jules. You know I thought it was you. Not…not him!”
“But it was him, Hunter. It was Jay. And it was beautiful. The sexiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Hunter blanched. “It is not sexy when one man puts another man’s dick in his mouth. It’s abnormal. It…it’s twisted.”
“And two men sleeping with one woman at the same time isn’t?” she asked. “You think you can classify a threesome as normal behavior? Hell, I let you and Jay fuck me. It’s not the kind of thing I’d refer to as regular kind of sex. But you don’t seem to see that as twisted or wrong. You said, not half an hour ago, that you liked it. A lot.”
“We make love to you, not to each other. It’s a man with a woman, or two men with a woman. Not a man with a man.”
“There is nothing wrong with two men together,” Julia insisted. She believed that one hundred percent. Especially now, after seeing Jay and Hunter together. Far from being wrong, it seemed both alluring and right.
“There is when one of those men is me.” He stabbed his chest with his finger for emphasis. “I like women, Jules, not men. Not
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