Wes slides his cock back into her pussy and I feel the pressure from his length through the thin barrier that separates us. Our dicks rub together inside her as the three of us join together.
Amelia’s legs are shaking as we hold her steady and work in and out of her. We alternate thrusts so that the ridges of our cocks and our thick heads are touching her in all the right places. She clings to Wes as I grip her ass and kiss her back.
“Oh god, I’m cumming!” she cries as her back arches against me and her body trembles.
“We’ve got you,” I say, and reach around to pinch her nipple.
I nod to Wes, letting him know we’re all going at the same time. He reaches between her thighs and rubs her clit, giving her the exact touch she needs. She’s unable to fight it anymore and screams out her release, falling over the edge.
Every nerve ending in my body is attuned to this moment and I have no choice but to sink into her one final time and release all that I can give her.
I feel the pulses from Wes’s cock as he empties inside her pussy.
The three of us together is messy and raw, but it’s the dream Wes and I have always had. One woman for both of us to love, to cherish, and to take care of. The sex is what we always wanted, but that’s just part of it.
As we pull our cocks from her body, she collapses onto Wes’s chest. He turns so that she’s on her side and I spoon behind her. The three of us lie there, trying to catch our breath as Wes and I pepper kisses all over Amelia’s body.
“I don’t think I’m going to survive the two of you,” she says breathlessly and we laugh.
“Just wait until we get you in that big tub,” I say, getting up from the bed.
“Where are you going?” she asks, turning to reach for me while holding Wes with her other arm.
“To start the water. It’s going to take an hour to fill up that swimming pool.”
Chapter Ten
Amelia
I roll over, reaching out for one of my men, and come up with only a giant pillow. I sit up and look around the room. It makes me giggle. Clothes, pillows, shoes and blankets are everywhere. I flop back on the bed and wonder where they went. I can’t help but smile. Last night was more than I could have ever dreamed up.
I wondered how three people could be together, but they showed me how. It was the most perfect, mind-blowing experience of my life. I’ve never felt so connected with someone before, let alone two someones. It felt right.
It makes me think that I haven’t given dating much of a try before because dating one man wasn’t meant for me. This is what I needed. I’d always felt a draw to Wes and Dean watching them on TV and now I know why. They were meant to be mine like I was meant to be theirs. That had be it. How else can I explain how fast I’ve fallen for them? How deep these feeling run inside me.
I roll over and look at the clock on the nightstand. When I see the time I fly out of the bed. “Holy crap, I’m going to be late for my first day!” I scream. I jump from the bed, almost falling on my ass because my feet are tangled in the sheet. A little gasp comes from me when I feel the effects of last night all over my body. It’s a yummy, sweet burn that makes me smile and forget for a moment that I need to get my butt moving.
I grab a shirt I find on the floor and slip it over my head. The smell of Wes fills my lungs and I pause when I see a note sitting on the side table. I pick it up.
Had to run to the stadium.
Don’t leave condo.
I roll my eyes and drop the note back down onto the table. I have to get to work. Maybe if their asses were here they could talk me into staying. I can’t be late on the first day I’m supposed to show up. Plus, they’re not even here to hang out with. I debate leaving a note of my own, but after their short note I decide not to. Besides, I’ll likely see them at the stadium. I’m surprised they’re there; it’s off season for them now.
I go in search of my purse. I snatch it up and head over to my condo, where I take the world’s fastest shower. I hate that I’m washing their smell off me. I remind myself I can easily get it back on me tonight. My core tightens at the idea.