Page 83 of Three Pucks and a Baby

With a roll of my eyes, I countered, “You have a mere seven years on us, Viv. Not seventy.”

“You know what I mean. You’re about to graduate from college and start your lives. Why would you want to tie yourself down with a pregnant woman who might not even be having your kid?”

“Because that pregnant woman is pretty fucking amazing. She’s smart and funny and quirky.”

Grayson nodded. “She’s also great in bed and doesn’t mind being shared.”

“I never said that.”

“But you–”

“That was one night. I don’t know what it would mean long-term.”

“Then let’s try,” I blurted.

“What?” both Vivian and Grayson said.

“Let’s try the three of us tonight. If we suck as a threesome, then we can try to date you individually. But if we work, then we can be together.”

As Vivian blinked at me in disbelief, I said, “But only if you’re interested. You might not be up to it.”

“I’m horny as hell with the pregnancy hormones,” she admitted breathlessly.

Both Grayson and I groaned. “You are?”

She nodded. “I know now why you’re supposed to have a kid when you’re married–your husband is obligated to have sex with you.”

“We’ll be happy to help you with that problem, Vivian,” Grayson said.

“Oh yes.”

Without a word, Vivian swept out of her chair and started out the dining room. Just when I thought I’d taken things too far, she crooked her finger at us to follow. Grayson and I practically knocked our chairs to the floor in our fast pursuit of her.

We followed her down the hall and into her bedroom. After we entered, she closed the door. She’d barely released the door handle when the two of us pounced on her. We made quick work of stripping her out of her clothes and shoes.

Once she stood naked before us, we quickly got rid of ours.

With her eyes locked on ours, Vivian started backing up to the bed while Grayson and I quickly followed.

CHAPTER NINETEEN: GRAYSON

Standing naked before an equally naked Vivian was not how I saw things going earlier tonight. Throw in the fact that Bennett was also in tow made things incredibly confusing. It wasn’t that I minded. I mean, it wasn’t like we hadn’t fucked Vivian together before. It was more about my usual partner in crime being missing, and everything felt out of whack.

To top it all off, there was also the elephant in the room that Vivian was pregnant. I’d never been with a pregnant chick before. Or I guess I should say a woman in Vivian’s case. Did that mean I shouldn’t thrust too deep? I kinda wished I’d had time to do a little research.

But at the same time, my hard-as-steel cock sure wasn’t putting up any argument.

And if I was honest with myself, my heart wasn’t putting up much of a fight either. I wanted Vivian. If that meant sharing her with another man in the bedroom, I would do it. I was so down for more with her that I was willing to share her outside the bedroom.

As Bennett thrust his tongue in Vivian’s mouth, his hand squeezed her breast, the nipple pebbling under his fingertips. I then kissed a trail down her neck and over one of her breasts.

Fuck, she had the most amazing pair of tits. Her breath hitched when I sucked her other nipple into my wet mouth. Vivian’s hips began to undulate, desperate for friction.

Realizing her need, I slipped my hand between her legs. My thumb flicked her clit, causing her to gasp into Bennett’s mouth. After releasing her lips, Bennett stared down at her through hooded eyes, sending a shiver through Vivian.

As my fingers strummed against her inflamed core, Bennett’s thumb traced Vivian’s mouth. “I want this around my cock.”

“So do I,” she whispered breathlessly.

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