Easton

So far, they hadn’t shared her again yet. Liam had said he expected a day of his own soon, but that hadn’t happened. Liam had been busy working, and with Junior at home, having that kind of fun seemed in the distant future.

He wanted his woman and his man back.

Yes, he’d started to see Liam as his.

“You really think you’re ready for me?”

“Come on, Scar, you know I am.”

“And I can’t wait to see it,” Liam said, leaning against the door.

Liam was in a suit, the jacket open as he had a hand on his hip, resting against the door. Easton’s cock hardened more, if that was even possible.

“I thought you were at work,” Easton said.

“I was, and now I’m home. Junior’s going to his friend’s tonight, and I spoke to your doctor. You’re all well and can handle anything. So, I was thinking I can have my day. What do you guys think?”

“I thought the guys were coming over?” Scar said.

“I canceled them. The way I see it, I got a day to myself, and I intend to take it.”

“You didn’t have to worry about me,” Easton said.

“You had a tumor, stupid man. Of course I had to worry about you. Taking care of you, Scarlett, and Junior is my life. I will do it because I know I’m the only one good enough at the task. Now, Scarlett, get your clothes off. It’s such a waste to hide that body of yours.”

She stood up, and Easton wanted her back to straddling his waist.

“Easton, come here,” Liam said.

Getting to his feet, he walked toward Liam. Anticipation filled the room as Liam grabbed him, slammed him against the wall, and kissed him, hard.

It was the kind of kiss that left Easton breathless, and he was so fucking happy. Arousal flooded his body, and he heard Scar moan.

“She likes it, you know. She likes the two of us fucking, making out. It gets her all hot and horny, doesn’t it?” Liam asked.

“Yes.” She was already naked, and her fingers slid between her thighs, stroking her clit.

Easton dropped to his knees in front of Liam. “I’ve been thinking about doing something, and I want to do it now.”

“I’m not going to stop you,” Liam said.

He’d been wanting to do this for some time, especially after watching Liam fuck Scar. They hadn’t stopped sharing a bed, and he’d wake up to see Liam watching him.

He loved this couple. No doubt about it.

Liam had found a way into his heart, his thoughts, his mind, and now, he was totally consumed by this man. His level of care was addictive, and he couldn’t give it up, not even if he wanted to.

“Do you have any idea what you both do to me?” Liam asked.

Easton pulled out the long length of his cock, feeling how firm and stiff it was in his hands. “I’ve got a rough idea.” The tip was already soaked in pre-cum, and he licked that right off, moaning as he did. He’d licked Scar’s pussy when she had some of Liam’s cum inside her, and he’d known he’d wanted to do this.

This wasn’t about being with just any man. This was about being with Liam.

The man was impossible to deny, and above all else, he didn’t want to.

Taking the head of his dick into his mouth, he swallowed him down, moaning as he sank the dick to the hilt, almost gagging on it.

“Oh, fuck!” Liam growled, and he gripped the back of Easton’s head.

Staring up his body, he looked into Liam’s blue eyes as the man fucked his mouth, shoving his length to the back of his throat, repeatedly.

It felt so good, so incredible, and he didn’t want it to stop.

Just as suddenly as he sucked Liam’s cock, he was pulled off him.

“No, I don’t want to come in that pretty mouth of yours. I want us to come inside Scarlett, together.”

Easton turned his gaze toward the woman in question. She was sitting on the sofa, fingers between her thighs, and he saw how wet she was from where he knelt.

“Are you ready to take two of us?” Liam asked.

They had talked about the both of them being inside her, often. Easton had been thinking about the moment they’d both be joined.

“Yes.”

“Should we take this upstairs to the bedroom?” Easton asked.

“No. I think we’re more than okay to do this here.” Liam moved to the sofa and picked Scar up.

She let out a little scream and a giggle as she was settled between Liam’s spread thighs.

Of the three of them, Scar was the only one completely naked, and Easton liked it.

“Easton, if you check my briefcase, you’ll see some lube. Grab it.”

“Why do you have lube in your briefcase?” he asked.

“You never know when the situation would call for it, and I’m thinking it calls for it right now.”