He’s not going to start fucking me until Griff does, so I moan around Griff’s cock, sucking the tip until the temptation is too much and he plunges forward. A litany of tiny moan-like sounds slip out of me, then my husband powers forth and buries his cock inside my pussy. I cry out and Griff tries to pause but I grab his thigh, silently begging him not to.

Fuck me, Griff. Just fuck me.

Sebastian knows the score. There’s nothing tentative about the force behind his thrusts, no reluctance as he buries his massive cock inside me again and again. I’m dizzy with pleasure, pinned helplessly and used as roughly as they want to use me.

Pleasure whips through me like a live wire, with the force of Sebastian’s thrusts, the invasion of Griff’s cock moving in and out of my throat. I don’t know how I can bear this much pleasure, and then Griff starts playing with my tits. His blunt thumbs pinch my nipple and I groan.

“Oh, fuck,” he says lowly, his baser instincts pushing him to thrust deeper, harder—to think of his pleasure instead of mine.

“You like this, sweetheart?” Sebastian asks.

I moan helplessly, sucking Griff’s cock harder so he can groan my approval for me.

Sebastian chuckles lowly, pumping his hips forward and pounding into me again. “I’ll take that as a yes. Good. Suck him harder. Get him off. I want him to pour his cum down your throat, sweetheart.”

My fingers dig into Griff’s thighs as he talks. I stroke Griff with my tongue, holding onto his thigh with one hand, grabbing his ass with the other and pulling him closer. I want to please my husband, I want to please Griff—it’s a bonus that pleasing Griff pleases Sebastian.

“Fuck, Moira,” Griff says, eyes closed as he runs his fingers through my hair. “Your mouth is pure magic, baby.”

His words send a rush right through me. I climb higher and higher as he grips my head and gets lost in me, in the pleasure I bring him, cresting when he groans and empties himself down my throat, just like Sebastian told him to.

Griff climbs off me and collapses on the floor beside me.

Now I can focus on my husband. He wastes no time taking over as my sole user, the sole provider of my pleasure. He pushes my legs high and fucks me harder, having more freedom now to twist and move me however he wants. My heart feels so full as he hovers over me, his blue eyes boring into mine. I can’t help reaching up a hand and caressing his beautiful jawline.

“I love you, Sebastian.”

Sparing me a tender little smile, he assures me, “I love you, too. More than anything.”

He fills me up with his love and his cock until I’m full to bursting. Until my pussy clenches around him and I cry out, clinging to his powerful body as he thrusts through my orgasm and growls through his own.

I’m weak as he comes down on top of me, but I wrap my arms and legs around him, keeping him close. I bury my face in his shoulder and close my eyes, peppering his skin with soft little kisses, telling him without words how much I adore him. How happy he makes me. He already knows, but I’ll never tire of expressing it.

Whatever put him in such a rough mood, I must have drained it out of him. Now he moves onto the floor beside me and wraps his arm around me, pulling me close.

“Damn,” Griff finally says.

I grin. “Seconded.”

“I’m glad you both enjoyed my production,” Sebastian states, somewhat smugly.

“Best producer ever,” I assure him, snuggling even closer.

For a few minutes, I lie there with Sebastian, but I don’t want Griff to feel left out, so eventually I roll over so I’m on the ground between them.

Sated and boneless, I lie there and stare up at the vaulted ceiling. “Man, you guys really will go to any length to get out of watching Audrey Hepburn, won’t you?”

Griff r

eaches over and gives my arm a little rub. “I’ll give you a raincheck.”

“We can watch it tomorrow night,” Sebastian agrees. “We’ll all be home; it’ll be like old times.”

“Except you’re not allowed to hog Moira,” Griff adds.

“I’m going to make steak and loaded baked potatoes for dinner,” I inform them.

“As long as we have all the important stuff figured out,” Griff remarks, wryly.

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