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Unlike the night when Joe was between us, where the three of us moved in perfect rhythm, Sebastian begins fucking Enzo without abandon. Every time he pushes into him, he pushes Enzo deeper inside of me. It’s chaotic and unorganized, and I fucking love it.
Seb reaches up and pulls at Enzo’s messy brown hair, straining his neck at an awkward angle, butI take the opportunity to pick my head up and run my tongue along the column of his throat. “Fuck, yes. More. Give me fucking more,” Enzo pleads to the two of us.
Sebastian pounds into him harder, increasing the friction of Enzo’s body rubbing against my cock. A series of pleasure-filled whimpers and sighs spill from my mouth at the sudden overload of my senses. Sebastian notices—like he always does—and gives me the permission I need. “Come, Baby.”
Seb continues to pound into Enzo as I come so hard that my vision begins to blur. I know that I tighten around Enzo’s cock because he pleads to Sebastian, “Fuck, fuck,fuck.I need to come. Sebastian, please let me come.”
“I love to hear you beg for me.”
Enzo is practically sobbing now. “Tesoro—I can’t—please—can I come?”
“Come inside him. I want to watch you fill him while I fill you.”
Each of them roars out in pleasure as Enzo spills his release inside of me, and Sebastian does thesame to him. Sebastian thrusts twice more before the two of them come together. Seb releases his hold on Enzo’s hair, and his head drops to my shoulder. I thread one hand through Enzo’s hair and reach around to intertwine the other with Sebastian’s. The three of us lay there irrevocably connected as we pant for breath.
Sebastian slowly pulls out of Enzo, who then slowly pulls out of me. I laugh as Enzo dramatically rolls to his side. “Holy shit. We have to do that over and over and over again.” He holds his fist out to me. “Deal?”
I laugh and pound his fist with mine. “Deal.”
“So is cuddling off the table or…”
“As long as you don’t steal the covers, you can stay and cuddle,” Seb yells from the bathroom.
“Hey,” I say softly, regaining Enzo’s attention. “You good?”
He knows I’m talking about more than the sex, but he just gives me a sleepy smile and says, “So fucking good.”
Sebastian comes back with a washcloth and cleans the two of us off before turning off the lightsand climbing in bed next to me. Slanting his mouth over mine, he kisses me deeply.
“I love you,” I mumble against his lips.
“I love you, Baby. Let’s get some rest, okay?” I nod as he settles into his pillow. “Goodnight, Lorenzo,” he sing-songs into the dark room.
Enzo reaches across me and blindly pats him on the chest. “Goodnight, Sebastian.”
“You’re going to be in late tomorrow morning,right?” I whisper.
“Yeah. I think I’m going to ask Joe to come with me, though, if that’s okay?” Enz asks.
Sebastian threads his fingers through Enzo’s, and I turn and kiss him softly on his forehead and say, “That’s perfect.”
41
Josephine
Holy fuck.
I wake with a groan, feeling like there is literally a two-ton boulder draped over me. Make that a two-ton boulder that feels like it’s a hundred degrees.
Except when I open my eyes, I realize it’s not a two-ton boulder and is actually just Dante. I never would have guessed it in a million years, but Dante sleeps like a fucking koala. And a hot one at that.
His tree trunk of a leg is pinning me to the bed, and his head is nuzzled deep into my neck. At some point in the night, we lost our blankets, which was most likely my doing, considering I can feel myselfsweating even though the only thing I’m dressed in is Luca’s shirt and Dante’s wearing nothing but his briefs.
But despite the fact that I feel I might become a permanent part of Luca’s mattress at any moment, there’s not a single part of me that wants to move.
When Dante carried me upstairs last night, I could feel myself fading fast. The events of the day hit me like a brick wall, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. And like he always does, he knew exactly how I needed him to help me. He sat me on Luca’s bathroom counter, where he brushed my teeth before brushing his own with a spare Luca had, and then braided my hair. When I asked him how he knew how to braid, he just winked and said, “I was in the Navy, Mama. You should see the things I can do with a rope. A braid is nothing.”
If I hadn’t actually been watching as he said that in front of me, I would have thought the cheesy line came from Enzo.
