Page 54 of Better When Shared
"Do you see how beautiful our boy is?" I asked Caleb, scissoring my fingers to stretch Julian further, so damn turned on by imagining them fucking. "How he opens up for us?"
It wasn't until Caleb's sharp intake of breath that I realized what I'd said—our boy. My two men. As if the three of us already belonged to each other, as if what we had transcended a simple fling.
But neither of them said anything about the slip. Instead, Julian pushed back harder against my fingers, and Caleb's expression grew even more heated.
"I can't wait to feel him," Caleb said, his voice a low growl. "To watch him come apart on my cock while you tell him how good he's being. Imagine him between us, buried inside you as I fuck him."
The dirty talk and Julian's responsiveness had me soaking through my underwear. I withdrew my fingers, ignoring Julian's whine of protest, and quickly stripped off my leggings and panties.
"I need you inside me," I told Julian, positioning myself beneath him on the couch. "I need to feel how much you want this."
Julian didn't hesitate, stripping off his shirt before settling between my thighs. His cock slid through my folds, gathering my wetness before pushing inside in one smooth thrust that had both of us moaning.
"Look at Caleb," I whispered, my hands finding Julian's ass, squeezing the firm muscle. "Show him how he should fuck me."
Julian's gaze locked with Caleb's through the screen as he began to move, his thrusts deep and measured. I could see Caleb's arm moving faster now, his breath coming in audible pants.
"Wish you could feel how tight he is," I told Caleb, my fingers digging into Julian's hips.
"Soon," Caleb promised, his voice strained. "Fuck, you two are gorgeous together."
Julian's rhythm faltered at Caleb's words, his cock pulsing inside me. "Caleb," he groaned, the name sounding like both a plea and a prayer.
"That's it," I encouraged, wrapping my legs around Julian's waist to pull him deeper. "Show him how good it is. Show him how much you want his cock inside you too."
Julian's hips snapped forward with renewed vigor, the angle pressing against my clit with each thrust. I could feel my orgasm building, coiling tighter with each slide of his cock, with each dirty word I whispered to the two of them, each glimpse of Caleb's hungry gaze through the screen.
"Close," Caleb warned, his movements growing jerky. "Fuck—"
"Come for us," I urged, my own climax approaching rapidly. "Let us see you."
Caleb's head fell back, throat exposed as he came with a strangled groan that sent Julian over the edge. My husband buried himself deep inside me, his body shuddering as his release triggered my own. I clenched around him, wave after wave of pleasure washing through me as I watched Caleb onthe screen, his chest heaving, pupils blown wide from his own orgasm.
For several long moments, the only sound was our collective breathing, slowing as we came down from the high. Julian carefully withdrew, collapsing beside me on the couch as I reached for the phone.
Caleb's face filled the screen again, flushed and satisfied, his hair even more disheveled than before. The sight of him—so clearly wrecked because of us—made something possessive flare in my chest.
"Are you seeing other people?" I blurted, the question escaping before I could consider its implications. "In London, I mean. While you're away from us."
Julian tensed beside me, but didn't intervene. Caleb's expression shifted, surprise giving way to something softer, more vulnerable.
"No," he said. "Of course not."
"Good," I replied, unable to mask my relief. "Neither are we."
Caleb's smile was slow and genuine, reaching his eyes in a way that made my heart skip. "Six days," he reminded us. "Then we won't have to rely on screens."
"We'll be waiting," Julian said, his arm tightening around my shoulders.
As we said our goodbyes, promising to text later, I couldn't help but marvel at how quickly everything had changed. What had started as a hall pass experiment had evolved into... this.Whatever this was. The three of us, tangled together across an ocean, counting down the days until we could be in the same space again.
Julian pressed a kiss to my temple as I ended the call. "So," he said. "Our boy, huh?"
I bit my lip, uncertain. "It just came out. You know how I get when I’m on a power trip.”
Julian laughed and shook his head. “I do.”
“Was it weird?"
