“Yes. Why do you think I made the suggestion? Scarlett wants the two of us together, don’t you?”
“Yes.” There was no point in denying it.
Liam had showed her only truth made a successful relationship. It’s why she always told the truth, even with her son.
Pushing Junior out of her mind, she focused on the two men currently pleasing her right now.
Easton slid his hand between her thighs, touching her clit, and he let out a growl. “Fuck, she’s wet.”
“Do you want to taste her? She’s got the best pussy.”
He sank to his knees, and Liam held her hands behind his neck so there was nowhere to go. The panties she wore were slid down her body, and then his lips were on her pussy. “You wax?” Easton asked.
“I shave her regularly. I’m not one to hear her in pain unless it’s down to a bit of discomfort from my cock. Only then will I accept her gasps and cries.” Liam put his lips at her neck and bit down. There was pain and pleasure combined as Easton licked across her clit. He moved her legs so he had better access to her pussy.
Scarlett couldn’t believe this was happening. Easton was licking at her pussy, and her husband stood behind her, cupping her tits.
This was something out of a fantasy, but it was one she wanted to keep on having. Her legs shook from the pleasure.
“Let’s move this into my office,” Liam said.
Easton stood, wiping the excess arousal from her pussy off his face. More heat flooded her body as he licked his hand. “Tastiest pussy.”
Liam picked her up and carried her to his office. She and Liam had been making up for a lot of lost time in his office, and now that Easton was there, it felt complete.
He put her on the sofa and ordered her to her knees. Liam stood in front of her, removing his shirt, followed by his pants. His cock stood out, long, thick, with the vein seeming to pulse at the side. He looked fierce, in control, and as he wrapped her hair around his fist, she knew exactly what he wanted.
Even as Easton moved between her thighs so she straddled his head, she moaned as she sucked the tip of Liam’s cock into her mouth. He hit the back of her throat, pulling out, only to dive in again.
The pleasure took her by surprise as she rocked against Easton’s tongue. He cupped her ass, rocking her pussy on his mouth. He stroked over her clit, sliding back and forth before moving down to tease her entrance, and back again.
“You can play with her asshole as well. She likes that. I’ve been getting her ready to take both of us,” Liam said.
“You’ve become really bossy,” she said.
“Did you expect anything else?”
“She likes you bossy,” Easton said. Three fingers plunged into her pussy but for only a second before he drew them out, going to her anus to stroke over the puckered hole. “She’s dripping, and every time you give an instruction, she feels ready to explode.”
Liam tightened his hold on her hair, shoving his cock deep until she gagged on the length. He pulled all of the way out of her mouth so she saw the saliva covering his dick.
Wrapping her fingers around the width, she worked up and down before sucking on the tip of him.
Easton pressed a finger to her asshole as he sucked on her clit.
She closed her eyes, trying to stop her arousal from building. She didn’t want this to stop. After having Liam talk to her nonstop about how good it would be between all of them, she didn’t want him to ever stop.
“She’s close, Easton. She’s trying to fight it though. She’s a greedy one.”
“There’s nothing to fight.”
She cried out as Easton gave her ass a slap. This was different from eleven years ago. They weren’t kids anymore fumbling around. This was real. They were man and woman, and not only that, they had Liam now.
Liam pressed the tip of his cock back to her mouth, and as Easton brought her to her orgasm, Liam found his between her lips and she swallowed every single drop of his cum down her throat, wanting more. He let her go, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth before he took a seat, watching them.
With the haze of her arousal coming down, she kept her gaze on her husband.
“I want to watch the two of you together,” Liam said. “Remember, trust.”
“Trust?”
Liam nodded.
Easton sat on the sofa. He still wore his pants, and Scarlett was overcome with shyness. His mouth was covered in her juices, and she could still taste Liam on her tongue.
This was all new to her.
New didn’t always mean scary. Reaching out, she tugged open Easton’s pants.
“I need a condom,” Easton said.