I felt like a voyeur.
“We haven’t forgotten about you,” Rich warned me, bursting my bubble as he sauntered fully naked now over to the bed.
I couldn’t even focus on the threat because I was too busy studying every dip and hard ridge that made up his body. He was the leanest of the three, but the natural definition of his muscles and abs was no less impressive.
And then there was that monster between his legs.
What he lacked in muscle, he more than made up for with his cock.
I flooded my panties at the thought of feeling him inside of me again as he lifted me onto my knees and disposed of my dress.
“Rich—”
“Shh. I just want to feel you,” he reassured me before his lips quirked. “It’s been a while, and I’ve only done this once. I might need the distraction.”
I heard what sounded like a top popping open and looked over his shoulder to see Loren squirting lube into his palm as he stared at Rich with nothing but lust and intent.
Oh.
Well, in that case.
I let Rich undress me until I was as naked as them. He then maneuvered me until I was lying on my side with my back flush against the wall to make as much room on the narrow twin for him and Loren. I was facing him when he joined me on the bed.
“I love you,” he whispered to me as we kissed.
I sighed my response, feeling the words on my lips and in my heart but still unsure whether to offer them just yet. I felt the bed dip, and Rich deepened the kiss as I pressed my naked body to his front to distract him from what Loren was about to do.
Jericho’s hard cock was pressed against my belly, and I squirmed at the temptation to beg him to put it inside of me. I couldn’t. If only for one more night, I couldn’t. I didn’t want to miss a second of them.
Loren was now spooning Rich from behind, and since I couldn’t resist the sight of them pressed together so intimately, I broke the kiss long enough to steal a peek. Loren smiled at me, and I couldn’t help but smile back. It wasn’t until Rich tensed and groaned in my arms that I realized what Loren was up to.
I hadn’t noticed his hand.
Or his long fingers probing the muscled globes of Rich’s ass.
The sight transfixed me, my lips parting when I felt Jericho’s tongue teasing my nipple as I watched. He wasn’t supposed to be touching me, but at this moment, I could deny him whatever he needed no more than my next breath. I could try, but eventually, inevitably, I’d give in or perish.
“Jericho.” I sighed.
He couldn’t answer me.
His groans were coming more often now as Loren fucked him harder with his fingers. I could hear the sound of him dipping in and out of Rich’s ass thanks to the lube and squirmed when the need became too much.
“Would you like me to fuck him now?”
My gaze shot back to Loren, and the wicked gleam in his eye made my toes curl. “Yes, please.”
“Of course, baby.”
Loren pressed closer to Rich, who was still suckling at my nipple, and produced a condom from…somewhere. He quickly sheathed himself and then pushed his thick cock head between Rich’s cheeks.
“Braxton,” Rich called to me.
I immediately went to him. Our lips met, and I was his.
But he belonged to Loren now too.
I knew it when Rich practically ran to me to flee Loren when he started pushing into him. I held his face between my hands as I kissed his lips repeatedly to try to distract him from the pain. My eyes opened the tiniest bit, and I could see Loren’s hips flexing whenever he worked another inch inside of Rich.
He was staring down at his best friend as he burrowed himself deeper. The lust and desire written on Loren’s face were so palpable I clung to Rich in order to keep my fingers from finding my clit.
“Do you remember how it was?” Loren asked as he continued to work himself inside. “Do you remember how good it felt?”
It seemed to take all of Rich’s strength to break our kiss and open his eyes. Looking over his shoulder, he met Loren’s gaze. “Yes.”
“Good.” Loren wrapped his arm around Rich’s waist. “Me too.” It was the drummer’s only warning before Loren shoved his cock to the hilt.
“Oh, fuck,” Rich barked. He tried to run, but Loren held him still. There was nowhere for him to go sandwiched between us anyway. “Fuck you, man. Fuck you.”
Loren’s only response was to groan from the feeling of being buried deep inside his best friend. “This ass is mine, Noble.”
Resigned to let Loren have his way, Rich’s head fell helplessly to the bed. I rubbed his toned arm, trying to soothe him as best as I could while Loren pumped lazily in and out of him.