Cairo eased into him. His forehead fell onto Brandt’s shoulder as he let out a deep groan of pleasure. The feeling of Cairo so close to me through the barrier of Brandt’s body was intense, adding an overwhelming tightness. I bit down on my lip to stifle a moan.
Brandt gasped, squirming under our hold. After several moments of panting and adjusting to our combined girths inside him, he nodded, a silent signal he was ready for more.
Moving in sync, Cairo and I thrust into Brandt rhythmically—one in as the other pulled out. Waves of pleasure rippled through all three of us.
An array of sounds filled the afternoon air—the slap of skin against skin, quiet whimpers and raspy moans from Brandt, the occasional grunt from Cairo and me. It was a symphony of pleasure, an orchestration of raw lust and burning desire. We moved together, losing ourselves in the passion and affection that were as much a part of us as our very breaths.
Every grunt from Brandt spurred us on, his body a willing vessel for our shared pleasure, his reactions driving us closer to release. We were locked in a dance of hedonistic indulgence, a dance that promised something phenomenal at the end.
Cairo caressed Brandt’s body, one hand on his chest tweaking his nipple, the other trailing farther down and grasping his throbbing member. Brandt let out a shuddered moan at the touch, bucking his hips in rhythm to our thrusts.
Cairo stroked him in time with our movements, circling his thumb over the head in teasing motions. The stimulation was too much for Brandt, and he let out a high-pitched whimper.
“Good boy…” Cairo said breathlessly as he pistoned into Brandt. He moved faster, sweat trickling down his back as he placed openmouthed kisses against Brandt’s neck.
Their chemistry only spurred me on. I thrust harder into Brandt. With a guttural growl, I spilled into him while Cairo stroked Brandt’s cock until he came with a hoarse shout. His release painted Cairo’s fingers and the chair. His body convulsed around us in waves of ecstasy, pulling an orgasm from Cairo, who groaned deeply as he reached his climax.
We stayed like that for what felt like an eternity, bodies intertwined and panting heavily. Eventually, I pulled out of Brandt, and he whimpered at the loss. Cairo followed suit and lay down on the other side of Brandt.
An exhausted but contented silence fell upon us. Since they’d shown up, I hadn’t felt lonely at all.
“The next time we do this, Merry needs to be here.” Brandt sighed. “He would have loved this.”
Chuckling, I slapped his ass lightly. “You have room for one more cock?”
Brandt smirked. “My mouth was free the whole time.”
Our laughter filled the air, peaceful and sweet. If only Merry were here to make this complete.
9
MERRY
“I’m home—uff!”
I was barely inside the house when Jim swept me off my feet. Laughing, I released my carry-on and wrapped my legs around his waist as we kissed like we hadn’t seen each other three days ago. The way he backed me up against the wall and plunged his tongue into my mouth bordered on desperation, and I wasn’t laughing anymore. I slipped my fingers into his hair, gripping the strands and moaning into his mouth.
“You missed me that much?”
“Damn sure I did.” He lowered me to the ground and grabbed the waistband of the leggings I’d changed into back at the airport. He peeled them down my thighs and left them hanging around my knees, along with my underwear. Turning, I spread my legs for him. Without hesitation, he was on his knees, lapping at my juices.
His lips were ardent, hungry. He kissed a path up my thigh tantalizingly slowly, his breath hot against my sensitive skin. His hands cupped my hips, anchoring me as he worshipped with hismouth. I clutched the wall for support, biting into my lower lip to repress the grunts that threatened to spill out of my throat.
Low, primal growls emanated from him as he kept at his task, his tongue working its magic. I was close, dangerously close, and he knew it too. After one final twirl of his tongue, I exploded into a thousand fragments.
He was up in an instant, wrapping his arms around my waist, keeping me upright as aftershocks ran through my body. “I missed you,” he murmured.
I relaxed against him. “I missed you too.”
“Maybe we should go,” a voice whispered from behind us.
“Isn’t it too late now?”
“They don’t know we’re here yet. Let’s just go.”
“But Merry told us to come over as soon as he arrived.”
Jim laughed, his chest shaking against me.