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He obeys instantly, as eager to see her bare as I am.
All three of us are still in our game day suits, and the contrast between our dark colored suits and her pale, naked skin is maddening. I want to take a picture of her like this. The light surrounding our dark. The soft to our hard. The smooth to our rough.
So, I do. I take a quick picture with my phone, before tucking it away.
"Luca, get our girl on the bed."
I begin to shed my clothes and Gabe and Luca follow suit. Luca gently pulls Emily away from Gabe and sets her down on his lap once he's in nothing but his boxers. He pulls her face to his and begins kissing her.
Gabe, now in just his boxer briefs, too, steps in behind her and begins kissing her neck, letting his hand slide up and down her side, causing her to shiver and giggle.
I fucking love that sound.
"Luca. Get our girl ready for us." I say, my voice low and strained. I'm rock hard and painful, so I press the heel of my hand against my cock. I want her. I want all of her. I want to worship her all night long, but I need this to be good for her more.
She came into my life at the exact moment I needed her. More than once, I've considered her my knight in shining armor. Her patience, her grace, her thoughtfulness. Not only did she effortlessly teach me to be the kind of father I want to be, but she also rescued me from myself. She saw the mental load I was carrying and lifted it from me, without me ever asking. She's been my best friend these past few months. My best friend, my therapist, my confidante, my lover, and now my future. She's my everything.
She moans into Luca's mouth. She's Luca's everything, too. She saw the man he truly is, the one he wanted to be, and nurtured it. She gave him permission to be himself and because of that he's thrived. I didn't feel like Gabe and I held him back from becoming a new version of himself, but maybe it took Emily's unique brand of love to give it wings. She met him where he was at and gave him the type of love that makes life worth living.
Gabe wraps his hands around either side of her, cupping her breasts in each of his large hands. Gabe was the last of us to fall, but damn if he didn't fall the hardest. He surprised us all when his anti-Emily campaign ended one minute, and the next he was making love to her. Not fucking her. Not dating her. Making love to her. After his privacy was invaded and his safety threatened by his stalker, I never thought I'd see him open up again. His protective streak is engrained in his DNA. He protects the net, his friends, and his heart with a ferocitythat's unmatched. But somehow, this pint-sized nanny came into his life and bulldozed those carefully constructed walls around his heart.
I shake my head and smile. Only Emily. Only Emily could come into our little unit and make three very different men fall in love with her.
Luca helps Emily lay back onto the bed before spreading her legs open gently. Gabe kneels next to her shoulder and kisses the breath out of her. Luca leisurely kisses up both of her thighs until he reaches her apex. He gives her one, long lick that has her arching off the bed with a gasp and a moan.
"You're going to have to be quiet, baby girl. Annie's asleep in the next room. Can you do that for us? Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?" Gabe croons in her ear. He gently strokes the back of his finger down her cheek, staring at her with a reverence and adoration I didn't know he was capable of.
She looks up at him and bites her lip. Her big eyes, reflecting the love he has for her back at him. She nods her head.
Chapter forty
Emily
"Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?"
I nod at Gabe, but I'm not completely convinced myself. I'm about to take all three of my gorgeous, muscular, wildly passionate, hockey-playing boyfriends at one time. A shiver of anticipation runs up me and I'm not too proud to admit I'm nervous. Not of my guys, but of what's about to happen.
Luca continues his worship of my pussy, licking and sucking and probing.
I’m wet, achy, and needy. He sucks my clit into his mouth and runs his tongue in circles around it. A tingle begins in my lower stomach, and it tightens. I can tell an orgasm is barreling towards me and I’m helpless to do anything about it. Now fully focused on Luca, I thread my fingers through his hair and hold him against me. My thighs tremble and my breath catches in my lungs as an orgasm tears through me. Every muscle in my body is alight, vibrating and on fire.
As my orgasm wanes, I catch my breath, vaguely aware of movement around me. Someone leans in and kisses me, and I can tell it’s Luca when I taste myself on his lips. It’s erotic and sexy and makes me hungry for more. I wrap my arms around his shoulders, keeping him to me as we let our lips and tongues explore each other. Luca’s kisses are usually light and playful, but there’s a seriousness to them now that I’m not used to. I think we’re all aware that after tonight things will be different.
I’ve been Luca’s. I’ve been Gabe’s. I’ve been Carter's. But I’ve never been theirs all at the same time. I’m nervous someone will get jealous or cross a line. It’s one thing to know I’m sleeping with their best friends, but another to see it. After tonight, we’ll all walk out of this room closer, or it’ll all fall apart. And while that makes me nervous, I'm not sure I could stop this if I tried.
Over the months we've gone from roommates, to friends with benefits, to falling in love. If there's any chance that this, whatever this is, has a future, we need to cross this line and make sure everyone's comfortable with it. I refuse to have a relationship where one member of it is uncomfortable, or not seen, or feels left behind. We're either all in, or not. And if we're not all in...
Never mind. I don't want to think about what that would mean.
Luca wraps his arms behind my shoulders and rolls me on top of him. Straddling his waist, my hands on his chest, I feel exposed. Carter, Gabe and Luca's hungry gazes take in my body. But for once in my life, I actually want them to look. For once in my life, I feel sexy. I know they've all shown me in their own ways how much they like my body. But having their eager attention all at once seems to have overloaded my insecurities. These are my men. My men love my body. Even if no one else in the entire world ever finds me attractive, my men do. And that's enough.
Gabe moves around to kneel behind me. He runs a warm, calloused hand down my back, pressing me gently against Luca, so we're chest to chest. Luca smiles at me warmly and kisses me gently.
"Hey, sweetheart," he whispers, holding my cheek in his hand tenderly. His other hand snakes beneath us and positions his cock at my entrance. A shiver of anticipation runs through me. "Ready?"
I nod.
He gently slides inside of me. The puzzle-pieces snapping together effortlessly. His hands shake as they rest against my hips again.
