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“Fuck,” Des moans. “I won’t last long.”

“Same,” I murmur, willing my orgasm back.

Liam doesn’t give a fuck and rolls his hips, twisting my insides with the sultry move. I’m forced to move, slamming into him like my body has a mind of its own. The three of us find our rhythm, moving in unison, each of us desperately chasing the orgasm we all need.

“Fuck.” I bite my bottom lip until it hurts. “I can’t hold back.”

“God,” Des moans. “As soon as you go, I’m going.”

Liam buries his face in the crook of Des’s neck, popping his ass as best he can in this position. The building tension inside me breaks like a dam, and the orgasm tears through me, leaving me lightheaded as I thrust against my men.

Des cries out and I feel his cock pulse in response.

Liam trembles between us, whimpering as he forces himself up slightly. I reach in front of him, stroking his cock just as he spills cum all over my hand and Des’s belly. I collapse on top of them, and we end up in a tangled mess, trading sloppy, breathless kisses.

Once I catch my breath, I roll onto my side as Liam flops onto his back and Des lies on his side facing me, his eyes filled with happiness.

Liam’s eyes are closed, but there’s a dopey grin on his lips. “Thank you,” he says after a moment. “For finding me and for still loving me.”

“Loving you is easy,” Des says.

“Absolutely,” I agree. “Should we clean up a little?”

“No,” Liam says, grinning. “I waited three long years to be covered in your cum and sweat again. I want to enjoy it a little longer.”

I kiss his temple. “Tell you what, why don’t you both let me wash you up in the shower? And then I promise to make you dirty again.”

Liam twists his lips like he’s thinking about it. “Deal.”

Des chuckles, rolling over to kiss Liam’s cheek. “This is right. It’s the way it was always supposed to be.”

“It is,” Liam says. “Tomorrow is Sunday. The restaurant is closed.”

“Does that mean we can start lazy Sundays again?” Des asks, his voice filled with a lightness that makes me smile.

“It does.”

“Welcome home, Liam.” I lean down and kiss him. “You were missed.”

He smiles, rubbing my chest. “I’m never leaving again.”

“We won’t let you this time,” Des says.

The two of them climb out of bed and head to the bathroom while I take a minute to appreciate how this night turned out.

Des pops his head out of the bathroom door. “Best birthday ever.”

I laugh, standing to join them. “We all got a gift.”

When I reach Des, I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his pretty mouth. “Happy?”

“So happy.”

“That’s all I needed to hear.”

Epilogue

Two years later

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