ery throb, before finally growing impatient. “Alright already, that’s enough. Now move over.”
Adam withdrew, and I felt myself being shifted onto my toes to account for Trey’s height. He plunged into me, hard and ready, breathing a sigh of pleasure mixed with relief as his hands went to my hips.
“You good, baby?” he whispered, nuzzling my neck.
I took a slow sip of champagne. The bubbles tickled my throat, as the crisp, delicious liquid slid its way down. “Better than good.”
Trey began fucking me, slow and steady. I felt deliriously depraved, looking out over the City, as the sliver of strawberry bounced against my lips.
“I have the most amazing job. The most incredible life…”
Trey’s cock felt thick and enormous, like he’d been stroking it for hours. Normally I’d have to be careful. But right now I was taking it all the way to the hilt… thanks to Adam having just finished so fully inside me.
“And I have the three most wonderful men in the world taking care of me,” I said.
Trey kissed my neck. He did it hotly, fiercely, before his lips finally brushed against my ear.
“You’re goddamn right.”
His big hands slid around my body, lifting my shirt even more. They cupped my breasts. Kept them safe in his warm palms, as he pulled me tighter, fucking me harder.
“What more could a girl ask for?”
Nothing.
For once, the little voice in my head and I were in total agreement.
Nothing more.
“Do you want to come live with us?” Trey whispered abruptly.
For a moment I wasn’t sure I’d heard him right. When my brain finally processed it, I was in complete shock.
“W—What?”
“We were going to ask you later,” he said. “The guys and I. But I couldn’t wait. I can’t stop thinking about having you with us, every day, every night…”
I gasped and turned, to look over my shoulder. My eyes locked on his, and I saw passion there. Excitement. Love. And throughout it all, he never stopped moving. Never stopped bouncing against me.
“Seriously?” I breathed. “You… you really want me to—”
“Yes.”
He thrusted upward as he said the word, burying himself deep. His fingers were on my nipples now, rolling them gently. Driving me absolutely crazy…
I’d known they were looking for a place: all three of them, together. A bigger place. A better place. Their loft apartment had been charming, but as Adam said, ‘one day that elevator is gonna kill us all.’
I thought about my little apartment, cramped but neat. It never fit us all comfortably when the guys came over. Besides, it was filled with its share of bad memories. Memories of Chris…
For more than a few weeks now, I’d been casually looking for something else.
“We want you,” said Trey, his voice thick with lust. “You’re our girl, Brooke. You should be with us. Imagine coming home to us, every night. Or cooking dinner, while waiting for us. Or us cooking dinner for you…”
I laughed a little, squirming back against him. “You mean bringing home take-out?”
“That too,” he chuckled in admission. “Mostly.”
“That sounds better,” I sighed.