wasn’t the type of guy to share a woman, ever. Yet, here he was in bed with his best friend and the woman who’d captured his heart and watching them kiss made him hotter than he’d
ever been in his life.
He pulled out slowly, Grace’s pussy clenching tighter in an attempt to hold him in. He groaned.
“Dammit, Grace. I’ll never last long if you keep doing that. So tight. So sexy.”
She broke off the kiss she and Trey were sharing to turn to look at him. “Can’t help it.”
He grinned. “You know what. Fuck it. We’ll make up for it next time.”
She laughed until he pushed back in hard and fast, then her laughter turned to moans. Moans he
shared as he felt her climax begin to build again. He increased his speed, thrusting over and over until she Mari Carr
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screamed his name. Her inner muscles contracted and his cock exploded under the forceful pressure. He
continued to pound inside her as he came and his movements triggered another orgasm in her body. She
shook violently, her fingers digging into his arms so tightly, he knew she was leaving bruises. He reveled in the thought of carrying those marks, her marks, for the next few days.
His arms gave out as he collapsed on top of her. He worried about crushing her until her legs wrapped
around his waist, holding him in place.
“Holy fuck. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Trey’s words drifted from the side of the bed and Jamie felt stupid for feeling pride at the compliment. After all, he’d come after two minutes inside Grace, like a damn teenager.
“High praise,” Grace teased, “from a man who’s spent months of his life watching internet porn.”
Jamie chuckled, glancing over to catch the grin on Trey’s face. As a gag, a few months earlier, the
two of them had introduced Grace to everything the World Wide Web had to offer young guys in terms of
sex entertainment. She’d jokingly said she preferred to read her porn, rather than view it.
“Shove over,” Trey said as he grabbed a condom from the nightstand. “I want my turn.”
Jamie kissed Grace, a long, slow glide of lips and tongues. He had to fight to hold back the words I love you . He did and he would tell her, but they’d be alone when he did so.
He pulled out, enjoying the clenching of her pussy fighting against his retreat. He moved to the side of the bed, his hand resting lightly on the curve of her breast.
Trey took his place on top of her and Jamie smiled at the flush of her face as his friend ran his hand
through her wet juices. “Damn, Grace.” His voice, when he spoke, was almost reverent.
She grinned. “I told you guys it had been a long time.”
“Guess we’re going to have to do some catching up then.” Trey placed his cock at her opening and
Jamie watched her face as his friend entered her. Trey was right. Watching was hot.
Grace’s lips were kiss-swollen, plump and red and Jamie felt drawn to them. He kissed her once,
before turning her chin back to face Trey. “Watch him while he makes love to you.” He refused to call this fucking…any of it. It was so much more. Trey may resist those words, but that didn’t make them any less true.
“Oh yeah,” Trey whispered and Jamie thought maybe he was wrong. Trey did get it.
Jamie placed his mouth at the shell of Grace’s ear and whispered all the sexy, dirty things he wanted
to do with her while Trey pounded into her body. He wasn’t sure what she was responding to more—his
words or Trey’s thrusts, but as she began to thrash on the bed, out of control with her arousal, he knew he’d never seen a more beautiful sight. Grace didn’t do anything by half measures—not her job, the raising of her daughter, her friendships, the way she made love. She was with them in this fantasy one hundred
percent and he wanted to make sure tonight was a night she’d never forget.
“Come for us, angel,” Jamie urged. “Let Trey feel how tight that pussy can
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