Emerson drove up into Lily and she cried out around me, letting me go for an instant while she struggled to breathe. My erection, slick from her mouth and my own arousal, bobbed free, close to her lips and to Emerson’s cheek. I waited for him to growl for me to move, but he didn’t, just focused on spreading his big hand over the area where they were joined to tease her with his thumb. She dug her nails into the back of the couch, using it for leverage as she took her first testing rides on his dick. Her head fell back, long hair swinging, breasts tipped upward so that I was helpless against the need to drag one taut nipple between my teeth. Emerson leaned up to suck on the other one and we pleasured her in tandem, our sole focus the girl we loved.
Yeah, I fucking loved Lily, and I had since shortly after we’d met. Now it was just about making her understand I wasn’t just out for a quick lay. She was so much more than that to me.
So was he, even if I didn’t fully understand why.
She pressed her knees against his hips, her muscles flexing and her body undulating. I grabbed my length, figuring I’d be finishing this off alone, but she opened her slumberous eyes and focused on me. She leaned forward and wet her lips, bracing one hand on Emerson’s shoulder and using the other to grip my shaft. Then she drew me inside again, taking me even deeper than before as she bounced on Emerson’s lap.
From the sounds all three of us were making, we’d probably be going off together.
“Oh, honey, you’re so tight. You’re going to come on me, aren’t you?”
She made a sound of assent, still sucking me off. She was bobbing her head and soaking me, using her small fingers to increase the friction at the base. And I wasn’t going to be able to hold on.
“I’m gonna come,” I warned her, wanting to make sure she was still on board with the whole swallowing thing. At the rate my balls were pulsing, I’d be filling her up.
Her sleepy green eyes opened and lasered in on mine. Then she hollowed her cheeks and I was there, groaning and helpless against the need to heave my hips forward. She didn’t balk, didn’t so much as gag, but a sheen came over her pretty eyes before she blinked it away.
Throat working again and again, she eased back and gazed down at Emerson with her lips still stained with me. Her hesitation was obvious.
His wasn’t. He locked a hand in her hair and dragged her down to his mouth, kissing her hard as he thrust between her slim thighs.
She moaned as I recovered enough to lick her neck. I reached down to brush her clit, needing to feel how wet she was, and brushed against Emerson’s cock. He never stopped, and neither did I.
I pressed a kiss to her wildly beating heart. “Come on him. Let us watch you go over.”
Onscreen, the girls were being given very similar instructions by their dude. Unlike our girl, they seemed to respond instantaneously to his demand.
Ours, however, had another message.
“Harder, dammit.” She bit her lip, circling her hips. “Rub me harder. Fuck me harder.”
Emerson slid me a look that was pure amusement, and shit, I had to smother a laugh. She wasn’t going to make anything easy on us. Ever.
“I’ve got a better idea.” I came around the sofa and knelt between Emerson’s splayed legs before pushing her down against his chest. Then I bent forward and licked her pussy and his cock, covering them both in one swipe.
They both groaned and picked up the pace, moving so fast that I had to use her perfect round ass for purchase as I teased and tormented their flesh, trying to touch as much of both of them as I c
ould reach. Emerson’s sac was nice and tight, an irresistible lure. I couldn’t stop to ask if it was okay. Where was the line? Had we already crossed it? I so didn’t frigging care.
Gently, I took one of his balls between my lips and rolled it softly on my tongue. His legs stiffened and she cried out at his renewed onslaught while I used my fingers to give her a little more sensation.
Another cry and her pussy started contracting near my face. Wetness squeezed out around his shaft and I abandoned his sac to lap it up, not stopping at his obvious sounds of completion.
Third wheel? Not freaking likely.
Quivering and panting, they collapsed together while I eagerly swallowed the remnants of their pleasure. Not his, unfortunately, since he wore a rubber but hers made up for it. Damn, I was already addicted to her sweet pussy.
I kissed my way up her spine, tasting the salt of her perspiration. Every time my mouth brushed her skin she jolted, as if I was sending her up all over again.
“Bedroom,” I rasped, rising. “Now.”
Emerson scooped her up and she giggled, clinging to him and reaching out an arm to pull me in close as well. She gave me a quick kiss, her eyes so bright I could’ve floated on that feeling for a week.
Nothing—absolutely nothing—was better than bringing my lovers pleasure. And since I was so good with a hammer, I was about to drive that point home.
Eight
I’d never fucked so much in one night.