Skirt Steak (Grade-A Beefcakes 5)

It also helped that I was ridiculously attracted to both of them. I’d been shy at first, but no longer. Not when I’d thought I’d lost them. And Porter was right. We were all alone in the hotel, no one to bother us, no distractions and in a room with only a bed.

I tucked my fingers in the bottom of my sweatshirt, lifted it up an inch or two exposing my belly. “So I shouldn’t take this off?”

18

LIAM

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The night had gone from hellish to heavenly. Here was our girl, sitting in my lap and lifting her sweatshirt over her head. Beneath, she had on a little tank top, one that hid nothing. White and threadbare, it molded to her lush tits and her nipples poked out.

As she lifted up to remove the garment, I gave her ass a light spank and she gasped. “Sass gets you spanked, baby.”

Her eyes widened, then flared with heat. I spanked her again, the other ass cheek this time, then rubbed the heat in. Oh, our girl liked it.

“Liam,” she said, her voice all breathy like a porn star. Our own sweet, sexy porn star. I wrapped an arm around her, angled her back and took a stiff peak into my mouth.

Her hands went to my head, tugged on my hair.

“Lucky she’s got two men. A nipple for each of us,” Porter said. “Wouldn’t want one to be neglected.”

I shifted her so she was angled his way, but never lifted my head. He joined me in pleasuring Jill. My fingers pushed up her little top and we lifted our heads long enough to get it off her. I never imagined I’d be into a threesome lifestyle, having my head right next to my best friend’s working a woman’s breasts, getting her off.

I’d thought I wasn’t enough for Jill, that she wanted Porter, too, because I was… less. But it wasn’t that at all. It took a huge cluster fuck for all of us to realize it wasn’t Porter or me. Jill wanted Porter and me. We, all three of us, were a unit. Our own little family now. Someday, when Jill was ready, we’d have babies. Lots of them with her gorgeous eyes, sweet smile and feisty disposition.

She was happy and getting well-pleasured because she was with both her men. Jill was too much for just one man. She had so much love in her Porter and I were lucky enough to get it all.

And I’d spend the rest of my life showing her that.

“I want you naked. I want it all,” she breathed.

Porter sat up, looked to me. Nodded.

Helping Jill to her feet in front of me, I slid her sweats down over her curvy hips, then turned my hand palm up to cup her pussy. She gasped as my fingers slid over her sopping folds.

“What do you want, sweetness?” Porter asked. He stood, began to shuck his clothes.

“Both of you,” she said, her voice all breathy and erotic as fuck.

“You’ve got us, baby. We’re not going anywhere.”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Here?” I asked, curling two fingers so they slipped into her. I slid a little deeper to find the spot she loved. I found the little textured spot and pressed.

“Yes!” she practically screamed.

I had to hope the hotel walls were soundproofed. Anyone walking by would know Jill was being well-satisfied by her men. And that thought made pre-cum spurt from my dick.

Her hand moved around behind her. While I couldn’t see exactly what she was doing, when she said, “Here, too,” I knew she was touching that virgin rosebud.

Porter stood watching, stroking his dick. “You take our girl, get her from all warmed up to burning hot. If Jill wants our dicks at the same time, cramming her pussy and ass nice and full, then I’ve got to go get some lube.”

I nudged Jill in Porter’s direction as I took a quick lick of her pussy juices from my fingers. Fuck!

“Where are you going?” Jill asked as Porter’s hands roamed her body, as if he couldn’t keep from touching her.

“I did a little shopping earlier. Got you a pretty new plug. They tossed small packets of lube in the bag. It’s in my SUV.”