“We’re all set?” Reagan asked.
“All set.” He crawled up on the bed beside her and took her hand. He kissed her knuckles as he stared into her eyes. “In a way, this will be like me losing my virginity.”
“In a very loose interpretation of the definition kind of way,” Reagan teased.
Ethan appeared in the doorway. “I figured she’d be halfway to her third orgasm by now. Were you waiting for me?”
“Trey was calling the clinic to find out our test results.”
Ethan’s eyebrows shot up and he swiveled his head in Trey’s direction. “And?”
“I don’t have to worry about being caught without a condom ever again. We’re all clean.”
“That’s good,” Ethan said, “because we have a lot of unprotected o**l s*x.”
Trey laughed. “That’s true.”
“Get in here and close the door,” Reagan demanded. “Take off your clothes. Take off my clothes. Ravish my body.”
Reagan opened her arms wide in invitation. Trey worked on removing her shirt and bra, while Ethan removed her jeans, panties, and sandals. When they had her naked, Trey lowered his head to suckle one breast while he massaged the other. Ethan nibbled trails of fire along the insides of her thighs.
“Has Trey ever told you that he’s a virgin?” Reagan asked, stroking Ethan’s hair with one hand and Trey’s with the other.
Ethan lifted his head and snorted with laughter. “Is today opposite day?”
“He’s never had sex without a condom.”
Ethan gave Trey a pitying look. “You are a virgin. Let me get her ready for you.”
Trey smacked him on the back of the head as he lowered it to suck on the heated flesh between Reagan’s thighs. Her head was still swimming slightly, so she closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of Trey at her br**sts, Ethan down lower. She rocked her hips against Ethan’s face as her excitement mounted. He lifted his head.
“Come here, Trey.” Ethan moved aside and wrapped an arm around Trey’s waist to position his hips between Reagan’s thighs. “I want to put you inside her. Can I?”
Reagan lifted her head and stared down her body to watch Ethan take Trey’s c**k in his hand. She lost sight of it as Ethan directed it inside her body, but she felt it, felt Trey, inside of her.
“Oh,” Trey groaned as he sank deeper, his belly quivering against hers.
Ethan swatted his ass. “Take her, Trey.” He moved to lie next to Reagan on the bed and they both stared up at Trey as he possessed her with deep, rhythmic thrusts. His eyes were closed, mouth open as he gasped in excitement.
Reagan caressed his back with one hand, rocking her hips to meet his strokes. “Look at us, Trey.”
His eyes fluttered open and he stared down at Reagan with a look of rapture and love on his gorgeous face.
“How’s that feel?” she asked.
“So good. So good,” he whispered. “I’m glad I saved myself for you, Reagan.” He grinned and winked at her before lowering his head to claim her lips in a deep kiss. He drew away and stared down at her. She got lost in his body. His gaze. “I love you,” he said. He then shifted so he could kiss Ethan who was still lying beside Reagan with his head against her shoulder. “I love you,” he whispered against Ethan’s lips.
He tugged away so he could stare down at both of them. His steady strokes grew more rapid. Reagan’s back arched off the bed as her pleasure built to match his urgency.
“Can I come inside you, Reagan?”
“Yes.”
He held onto her shoulders as he buried himself deep and shuddered with release. His mouth dropped open, face twisted in bliss as his gaze shifted from Reagan to Ethan and back to Reagan. His body went slack and he buried his face in Reagan’s throat. “I want to do that again,” he said.
“Not until I get a turn,” Ethan said.
Trey pulled out and rolled over on Reagan’s opposite side and Ethan took his place between Reagan’s thighs. He plunged into her with one deep thrust.
“Damn, she wet,” Ethan said.
“Some of that’s mine,” Trey said with a teasing grin.
Ethan shuddered. “I can’t tell you how much that turns me on. Kiss me, Trey.” Trey kissed him. Ethan thrust into Reagan harder and faster. “Let me suck her cum off of you.”
“I think he likes this,” Trey said to Reagan.
“God, Reagan, you feel so good,” Ethan shouted. Trey shifted up the bed so Ethan could bend sideways and suck and lick Reagan’s juices from Trey’s flaccid cock. Ethan made content noises in the back of his throat. It wasn’t long before Trey was hard again.
Ethan rolled onto his side, dragging Reagan with him. “Get in here with me, Trey.”
“What?” Reagan said.
“She’s so wet. You’ll love this.”
Ethan pulled out and Trey moved in against her back. Trey thrust into her from behind several times before pulling out to let Ethan take his place. Reagan clung to Ethan’s shoulders as her body found release and she cried out. She couldn’t tell exactly what they were doing. Didn’t care as long as they kept doing it. Their hands were working one c**k against another, before one plunged into her, thrust, pulled out, again, again, and then without warning, they were both inside her. Two cocks buried in her sopping wet pu**y, working against each other. Together. Against each other. It was a tight fit at first, but her body quickly adjusted to the added girth.
“Fuck, that’s amazing,” Ethan growled.
“New favorite position,” Trey groaned.
Reagan cried out as she came again.
“Reagan, are you okay, honey?” Ethan asked. His hips pounded against her as he kept driving himself deep and rubbing his c**k against Trey’s which was thrusting into her just as hard and deep.
“Oh yes,” she cried. “I’m better than okay. Don’t stop. Don’t stop.”
“I’m gonna come,” Ethan said.
“Me too. Me too,” Trey chanted breathlessly.
Reagan didn’t think she’d ever stopped coming. She felt like she was floating on the ceiling.
Ethan shouted in triumph as his body went rigid. “Keep rubbing against me, Trey. Don’t stop.”
Trey struggled to keep thrusting while Ethan held perfectly still. And then Trey went rigid. “I can feel you coming, Trey,” Ethan whispered, his head tilted back, eyes glazed over in bliss.