Page 94 of Well That Happened

“Fuck, you’re beautiful, Riles,” Caleb whispers. “Doesn’t she have beautiful tits, Grayson?”

Grayson’s warm hand joins Caleb’s, palming my breasts and teasing my nipples. “She’s perfect,” he says, his voice low.

While Grayson lowers his mouth to kiss and lick my breasts, Caleb’s hand drops to the front of my leggings. He rubs his fingers over my panties, and I tilt my hips. Caleb takes this as the invitation it is and works his hand under the elastic. It feels forbidden in all the best ways, like I’m sneaking a look at my Christmas presents and could be caught at any moment.

“I want you to come for me,” Caleb murmurs into the side of my neck as his fingers slide over my clit.

“Yes,” I whisper, dropping my head back onto the seat and rocking my hips into his hand.

Grayson turns my face to his and kisses me deeply while Caleb’s fingers keep stroking.

“So wet for me, angel,” Caleb murmurs.

Caleb gets to work, stripping me of my leggings and panties until I’m completely bare between them. I have no idea how I went from grumpy to aroused so quickly, but here we are.

“You want to ride my cock or my face?” his deep voice rumbles.

As I weigh this tempting offer, Caleb kisses my shoulder and says something to Grayson that I don’t catch.

“Check the glovebox,” he adds.

Grayson opens it and finds a square foil packet, handing it to Caleb.

“Put that on,” I say, my voice shaky.

Caleb undoes the front of his jeans and pulls them down to his knees. Once the condom is on, he strokes himself once, then helps me climb on top of him.

Our mouths meet in a hungry kiss as I lower myself into his lap. The angle is weird, so I can’t see what I’m doing, but he clutches my hips and lifts me until I’m positioned right over his cock. He’s so hard and swollen; I know he needs this as badly as I do.

“That’s it. Fuck, you’re tight.” Caleb’s voice is a harsh, broken pant as I sink all the way down and squeeze my inner muscles. His fingers return to sliding over my clit as I find my rhythm.

Grayson, who apparently doesn’t have a modest bone in his body, pulls out his thick erection and begins sliding his fist up and down over it. My gaze drifts over to him.

The sight is hot…borderline obscene.

His cock is perfect—longer than Caleb’s and just as thick. With a look of longing, he watches me move in deep, quick thrusts on Caleb’s lap, my breasts bouncing. His eyes are hooded with arousal, and creamy fluid leaks from his tip.

A wicked thought flashes through my mind: I wonder what it would feel like to fuck them both at the same time.

“You good, man?” Caleb asks.

“She’s fucking perfect,” Grayson replies, his voice filled with desire. “Keep rubbing that clit…”

“Absolutely,” Caleb grunts, his thumb making hot circles over my slick pussy as he pumps in and out in a lazy rhythm. “Can he play with your nipples, baby, while I fuck this perfect pussy?”

I moan something that sounds a lot like a yes, and Grayson doesn’t waste any time. He abandons his cock, bringing bothhands up to cup my breasts, pressing them together and enjoying their weight in his hands.

He curses under his breath. Then one hand goes back to stroking his cock while the other pinches my nipples. Sensation riots through me. With Caleb’s impressive cock deep inside, his fingers sliding over my clit, and Grayson rubbing my nipples, I’m already on the edge of coming.

“You can help him out if you want…”

I’m not quite sure what Caleb means, so I don’t say anything.

“One sec,” Caleb says, noticing my silence.

Before I can ask what’s happening, he lifts me off him.

I miss his cock immediately.

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