“Bro…”
Kyle looked back as he was about to exit. I motioned him over.
“She’s got two ends, remember?”
He perked up, suddenly looking ten times happier. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
My shorts dropped, and Sammara’s mouth closed over me as I spread my legs. Leaning back even further into the softness of the couch, I could tell she heard me. And that’s because her ass was now wiggling.
Kyle continued forward, stepping out of his clothes along the way. I had to chuckle as our girlfriend continued blowing me, only now she was thrusting her ass high and swaying it back and forth seductively in Kyle’s direction.
“Thanks,” my war-brother said, sinking down behind her. He took her ass in his hands and began shimmying her pants down.
“Mi novia es su novia,” I chuckled.
“Literally.”
For the next few minutes, the living room was filled only with soft moans and familiar sighs. I did my best not to fire off early, sending my welcome home load straight down our girlfriend’s gorgeous throat. It wasn’t easy. Especially with Sammara whimpering around me, as Kyle devoured her fully from behind.
Finally he sat up and looked at me. “You wanna go first?”
“Either way,” I sighed. “As long as I get in there soon.”
Abruptly, Sammara popped me from her mouth. “Why don’t you both go first,” she said. There was a diabolical edge to her voice.
Kyle squinted. “You’re saying—”
“I’m saying any vacancies back there are open for double-occupancy.” She laughed wildly and shrugged. “Ryan and Jason… well, they kinda upped the stakes while you were gone.”
Kyle and I exchanged surprised looks. It was something we’d always loved doing with Erika. Something we’d done well… and often.
“Oh really?” I asked smartly. “So you’re… all good with that?”
Sammara climbed up into my lap. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as she sank down… sheathing me all the way to the hilt in he
r warm, wet folds.
“Why don’t you try me and find out?” she growled wickedly.
Sixty-One
SAMMARA
They took me as one person, as one entity, with the practiced ease of having done it countless times before. Thinking more about it, I should’ve been jealous. I should’ve felt the bitter sting of envy, knowing they’d done this with other women like Erika well before me.
Oh God…
It was just too incredible for me to care.
Even as Kyle and Dakota penetrated my body, the space I held in my heart for them filled with love. I’d missed them terribly, especially after how close we’d become. And I’d gotten a firsthand glimpse at how awful it was for the wife or girlfriend of a single deployed soldier… much less two.
Does that make it any easier?
In theory it should’ve. Having Ryan, and then Jason, was supposed to make the deployment less painful. In reality though, I’d missed them just as much. There was no less longing in my heart for Kyle and Dakota while they were gone, even though the house — and of course my bedroom — remained full.
Sexually, the experience was beyond words. As a team they were even better than Ryan and Jason, although I’d never, ever admit it. They simply had so much history. Their bodies moved as one sometimes, thrusting with perfect rhythm, pumping in and out of me deeply, bringing me to all new heights of doubled pleasure and ecstasy that no single man ever could.