it. The more he pumped his fist, the closer he grew toward his orgasm. He felt his balls begin to tighten, the cum boiling as he stroked up and down the stalk. He couldn’t help but imagine Carly’s wet mouth encircling his cock as he pumped it in and out of her mouth. She would use her tongue on him, running it all around his dick until he shot cum down her throat. His balls burned and began to draw up in preparation of coming. He pumped his cock harder, wishing Carly was there and cursing the fact he’d refrained from asking her to join him. He was sure she would have. Fire shot down his spine and ignited his balls. They tightened then erupted. He shot cum in streams to the shower wall as he rose on tiptoe with the sensation. He ended up with one hand bracing against the ceramic tile. Once he’d caught his breath, Ranger cleaned up and shut off the shower. He dried off and dressed feeling no more relaxed then when he’d come upstairs. When he went back downstairs, Carly met him with a smile. His cock sprang to attention. Fuck, so much for riding comfortably. He touched her face with his hand. She rubbed her cheek against it, closing her eyes when she did. It caused an ache inside of him. “Breakfast is ready,” she said in a husky voice. “Where’s Drew?” Ranger looked around the kitchen. “He went out to check the bikes.” “He left you to cook?” That didn’t sound like Drew. “No, I figured I could whip up some omelets while you two were busy. I hope it was okay.” She bit her lower lip. “Yeah, it’s fine, but you didn’t have to. You’re our guest this weekend.” “What smells so damn good?” Drew walked in from the garage door. “Carly made omelets.” “Aw, hell. You didn’t have to do that, baby. We were going to take you out to eat.” Drew wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in close. Ranger waited for a pang of jealousy to kick in with his newfound knowledge that he really cared about her. When it didn’t, he relaxed. “Let’s eat, guys.” She pulled out of Drew’s arms and led the way to the kitchen bar where she already had plates out. They finished breakfast, and Carly hurried upstairs to shower and dress. Ranger had to make himself sit down in the living room instead of following her up to help her. He could tell that Drew was having the same problem. “What if she’s just in this for a good time?” Ranger asked. “We convince her otherwise.” “She only went with us that night to have the experience. I’m surprised she wanted to see us again.” “I think she likes us more than we think.” Drew leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. “Give her a chance, Ranger. Don’t be negative.” “I just don’t see this working. I know we agreed it was what we wanted, but I honestly don’t believe she will want a ménage relationship. At least not with me.” “It’s working for the others. It can work for us with the right woman. I think she is the right one, Ranger. You’ve got to quit thinking that you’re unlovable. There’s nothing wrong with you.” “I think I scared her last night.” “I don’t think so. I think you surprised her. She was all into you, man. Let it go for now. See how things progress.” Drew stood up and stretched. Ranger hoped Drew was right, but it all seemed too easy to him. Nothing ever went exactly according to plan. It was one of the first things he had learned in life. It was reiterated in the army. That’s why they always had a plan B. What was their plan B for Carly?
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Carly quickly dried off and pulled on a pair of jeans and T-shirt. She brushed out her hair then looked at herself in the mirror. She winced. She didn’t have on makeup, but decided not to take the time. They had been waiting on her for a good twenty minutes already. Might as well let them see her void of the goo now instead of later. She thought back to the little electric jolt she had felt with Ranger earlier.