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Garrett might get off on being bossy, but me? I liked a girl who knew what she wanted, and if it was me tugging on her breast with long swallows, I was down. Not for long, though. Her body shifted like waves, slowly at first, then growing more and more frenzied.

“Rhys…”

I answered her with a kiss, rising up, only for my mouth to come crashing down upon hers. It was hungry, messy, completely ignoring Garrett’s order, until he pushed his way forward, tilting her chin his way.

“You aren’t watching the movie.”

“Patrick and Kat get together after a long, tortuous courtship,” she said between breaths, before tugging him back down. “And right now I don’t care about watching other people making out as much as doing it with the two of you.”

As her fingers teased the curls at his nape while she kissed him, her hand grabbed the front of my shirt and dragged me closer. She was like a kid let loose in a candy shop, taking from my mouth, then Garrett’s until she was forced to stop and breathe.

“Well, if we’re to be the main event,” Garrett said, “we need to make this good for you.” He yanked his scrubs top over his head and I didn’t pause to inspect his gains. I was stripping out of my clothes with ridiculous levels of haste.

Just in time to see Katie’s mouth fall open.

We were both kneeling on the couch on either side of her, and she reached for us without thought. My whole body jumped when I felt her fingers curl around my cock. The head wept openly and she smoothed the pre-cum all over it, making it shine, something that had her drawing close. As I felt her breath fan over my skin, I couldn’t believe I was going to say this.

“Not now.”

My hand balled her hair at the nape, and part of me wanted to use it to drag her closer, force her mouth down my aching length. Blowing my load in seconds was both tempting as hell and a future I couldn’t abide. Katie, I wanted her wet and wanton and on my fucking face first. That thought had me moving forward, kissing my way across her stomach.

“Rhys…”

There was a small note of worry there. Stomachs were more than just a vulnerable place. For too many women, they were a site of all this shame. If a girl wanted to work hard and rock a six pack, I’d help her every damn time, but if I had a preference, my girl would look like this. Soft where I was hard, yielding, because one of us had to. I kissed my way across her belly, looking up and into her eyes as I moved.

“You’re beautiful, Katie. So fucking much it hurts.”

“Right there with you, brother,” Garrett said, scooping her up into his arms so her back was pressed into his chest. “Seems like we all need to work together to ease that ache.”

He kissed her neck as his hands grabbed her breasts, caressing them until her eyes fell closed again and she sighed. I made quick work of her pants and underwear, eager to get to the core of her. Bloody hell, she was pink, swollen, and dripping already.

“Yeah, I’m gonna need you to ride my face.”

My knuckle slid through her juices, and then I sucked it clean.

“I can’t—” she protested, stiffening again, but Garret was there to soothe her.

“Are you saying no because you don’t want to or because you’re scared of what might happen?” he asked.

“I’m kind of fond of Rhys.” Katie was trying to crack a joke, but the nervous tremor in her voice told a different story. “I mean, I know you’re a medical professional and all, but being forced to perform CPR on him might be a buzzkill.”

“I love that you think you can hurt me.” I plucked her from Garrett’s grip, her little yelp everything as I rolled backwards music to my ears. Probably because it turned to something else as the beautiful cunt hovered over my face. “You can’t, won’t, and even if you could, what a fucking way to die. Pretty sure you’re guaranteed to get into Valhalla if you die eating pussy, so make this Viking really happy and stop hovering and sit.”

Pulling her down onto me, feeling the wet kiss of her cunt against my lips was pure heaven. My cock sulked sullenly, wanting me to stroke it as my tongue flicked out, but as the salty/sweet taste of her burst on my tongue, everything else fell away. My thumbs spread her wide, my tongue sliding along her entire seam, only to encircle her clit. Worries were obviously shoved to one side as she began to move. A guttural moan, a shift of her hips, she was searching for her rhythm, but I knew exactly when she found it.

“Oh god, yes…”

That, that was what I needed to hear over and over. My grip on her tightened as I dove in.

Chapter54

Katie

Oh. My God.

One minute I was half asleep on the couch, watching the characters circle around each other warily on the screen and now… Every sense had come to life and that was amazing and tough, all at the same time. I’d never dared ride a guy’s face before, and the change in position had me feeling exposed.

My bare skin prickled in the cool air, but Garrett was there, smoothing his hands along my arms, my shoulders, then my breasts. There was a tension in my thighs, forcing the muscles to shake slightly, but any attempt to hover was taken from me. Rhys was like a man possessed, dragging me down onto his face and onto his tongue.

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