Page 41 of The Secret's Out

“Give me the fuckin’ remote,” I snapped.

“Get the fuck off and I’ll think about it.” Seeing his mouth twitch when I looked down at him, I knew the fucker was full of shit.

Stretching out, my fingers just touched it...but then all thoughts fled my head when I heard Pick let out a strangled, “Jesus.”

My cock knew before my brain registered what my body was actually doing and I guessed Pick had just figured it out as well. Motherfucking Christ, in the action of getting the remote, I was suddenly grinding my hips down on Pick’s and without knowing it during the struggle, Pick’s legs had moved apart to let my weight fall on top of him.

Now I knew I was rubbin’ my hard-as-fuck cock against his just-as-hard dick I couldn’t stop. The friction felt fuckin’ unreal, especially when it wasn’t my hand rubbin’ one off; instead, I was using Pick’s body.

“Hell,” I growled. My hand fell away from even trying to get the remote, to the armrest above Pick’s head as I kept rubbing our cocks together. I looked down at his half-mast eyes. Christ, he was gone as much as I was. I had to stop it though.

But fuck it felt so good.

“Goddamn.” I groaned when Pick’s hands slapped to my waist and brought my hips down harder as we slid up and down on each other. “We...we need to stop,” I hissed through clenched teeth.

Fuck. My balls were shrinking up. I was close to comin’. Damn, it had been too long from havin’ a warm body under me, even if I wasn’t inside that body, just the friction was enough.

“In a second.” Pick glared up at me. He wanted to finish. Hell, I did also, but we shouldn’t be doing what we were doing.

No matter how much my cock loved me for it right then.

Something made me look over my shoulder...motherfuckin’ Christ. Josie stood there, her eyes hooded, her breath rapid and her hands clenched. Blow me the fuck over, it was like she was fighting with herself not to come over.

What would have been the gentleman thing to do was jump off Pick and attend to Josie, but I was too fuckin’ far gone, all I could think about was the release clawin’ its way out soon.

Leanin’ down to Pick more, I whispered, “Our girl’s watchin’.”

“Fuck—”

“She’s likin’ what she’s seein’.”

“Ah, Jesus.” Pick groaned. Yeah he was feelin’ what I was. How fuckin’ hot it was havin’ the girl of our dreams watchin’ us and gettin’ off on it.

So much so, I felt my release on the edge. “I’m gonna come.” I moaned and I wasn’t quiet about it.

“Fuck yeah. Christ, here comes mine.” Pick’s grip was gonna leave bruises tomorrow on my hips, but four more slides up and down, our cocks rubbin’ in the right spot sent us over the edge and we convulsed and yelled together as we let our loads squirt free into our boxers and jeans.

The need to collapse on top of Pick was heavy. Still, we had our horny girl to deal with. Hell, if I had known our girl would get turned on by watching me rub one off on Pick, then I would have done it a long time ago.

Slowly, I moved back to sit down at the end of the couch and turned my gaze to Josie, who was frozen on the spot just inside the front door. Her fisted hand was over her heart now. Was she trying to slow it?

The only thing that was annoying the hell outta me was the wetness in my jeans. I’d come so hard I swore I’d have a wet patch staining my jeans.

“Sweetheart...” I waited for her eyes to turn to my face and not our groins. “Did you like what you saw?”

“Billy,” Pick’s voice warned.

“I-um.” Josie licked her lips. Yeah, she liked it a helluva lot. “Y-yes.”

With that word, Pick sat up quickly with a smug smile on his face. “Precious, how did you like it?”

“W-what do you mean?” Her head turned on its side while she thought about Pick’s question.

“Babe,” I started, her eyes went to me. “Are you wet?”

“Oh,” she gasped. Our girl, so sweet, so shy and nervous. “Um...yes. Shouldn’t I be?” she asked with worry lacing her voice.

Pick stood first and walked to her. His hands cupped her face before he brought her face up and he touched his lips with hers. “Some women would get off on seeing that. We weren’t sure if you would. But we’re glad you did.”

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