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His hips bucked, but I quickly grabbed him, pinning him down. I was in control. He knew that.
“Chry, if you don’t…”
I ripped my mouth off of his cock, staring up at him with sharp eyes.
He rolled his eyes at me in frustration.
“Such a dick,” he muttered. The grip on my hair loosened, but he didn’t release me.
Happy enough for now, I took his cock into my mouth again. I sucked him hard and fast, hollowing my cheeks the way he loved. He was twitching under my touch, desperate to fuck into my mouth.
My cock was steel in my pants. As much as I wanted to jack off, I forced all of my attention to satisfying Evan.
And when he was wrung dry, I had plans for Cat.
The wait would be worth it. Besides, this wasn’t for me. It was for them. To show them that this could work. That this would be good, and I wasn’t just talking about sex.
I was convinced now.
Half of me was made for Evan. And half of me was made for Cat.
“Close,” he grunted as his head fell back and his spine arched. My fingers found his nipples, calloused thumbs brushing over the peaked points.
He groaned, long and deep, as he filled my mouth with his cum. I milked him, sucking and swallowing until he was spent and boneless.
His hands cupped my jaw as I released his softening cock from my mouth. I held his eyes until his lips met mine, and then I got lost in him as he kissed me deeply, showing him that I was his just as much as he was mine.
He sent me a lopsided, lazy smile that nearly did me in. I didn’t have any proof, but I was pretty sure that it was only for me. That no one else had ever gotten that smile.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Cat
My eyes were wide.
I was so turned on that I could barely sit still.
I had never…
I was glad I’d never sought out something like that before, if I was being honest. Being there as they shared that moment with me held so much more feeling than watching a recording of two strangers.
Maybe gay porn did it for me.
Or maybe witnessing two people that I cared deeply for share something just as deep between themselves did it for me.
I was leaning toward the latter.
Evan leaned over and pulled Chry into a deep kiss. The smile Evan shot down to Chry when they ended made my heart melt.
“Do you want this?” Chry asked Evan, his voice harsh and raw.
Ev’s eyes cut to me. Whatever he saw on my face must have confirmed something for him.
“Yes,” he said, still holding Chry’s face.
Chry kissed him one more time before making him decent again. I wasn’t sure if Chry was shielding Ev for me or for him. There was something so respectful and sweet in that movement that made me melt a little more.
Chry turned to me. His eyes were predatory as he crawled over to me. He knelt at my feet, hands on the arm of the chair, caging me in.
