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as I rubbed my clit and sucked cock. The force of Rick’s thrusts had Mark rocking back and forth and his cock sliding in and out of my mouth faster and faster. His cock swelled, jerked and his victorious shout bounced off the walls as hot juice shot down my throat pushing me over the edge and bringing on my own orgasm.
    ―Fuck yes!‖ Rick’s shout was muffled by the waves of pleasure washing over me as my body arched, hips thrusting up against my own hand.
    When I could, I opened my eyes in time to see Rick’s semi-hard cock ease out of Mark before they both collapsed forward, landing on the floor between my legs. Mark rested his head against my chest, and Rick lay against his back. Reaching out, I brushed Rick’s hair back from his sweaty forehead, and his eyes opened.
    ―Hey,‖ he said.
    ―Hey,‖ I whispered back.
    ―I love you,‖ he said.
    ―I love you too.‖
    ―I love you both,‖ Mark mumbled.

Chapter Six
    Mark stayed the night again, but when I woke up the next morning he was gone. I snuggled into my pillow and stared at Rick’s sleeping face. He looked softer in sleep, almost gentle. Short locks of black hair flopped over his forehead and his lips tilted up just a bit at the edges making me think he was having a good dream. When he opened his eyes and saw me watching him the smile grew slowly and my heart skipped a beat. He was beautiful.
    ―Good morning, sexy,‖ I whispered.
    Warm hands slid around my waist and pulled me to him. ―Mornin’.‖
    Neither of us spoke, we just lay there looking into each others eyes, breathing each others air, totally at ease. Finally Rick shifted, bringing a hand up to cup my cheek. ―How’re you feeling?‖
    He wasn’t asking if I was sick or tired. He wanted to know how I felt about what had happened that weekend with Mark. More than one emotion swirled about inside me but I focused on the foremost. ―Curious,‖ I said. ―You guys have done that before, haven’t you?‖
    Rick’s smile twisted. ―When we were in college Mark brought home a girl who wanted us both. There were touches during the night that made it clear neither of us were phobic, and it all felt good. The next morning when she was gone and we both woke up hard, we went with it.‖
    ―That wasn’t the end of it though was it?‖
    He sensed the question beneath the question. ―We’ve continued to fuck around over the years, but not since I started dating you. It wasn’t really a romantic thing between us, it was only about pleasure…a different sort of pleasure from what a woman gives. And neither of us could ever abstain from women, but we were lovers, yes.‖
    ―And it’s something you’ve missed.‖ It wasn’t a question; once I’d opened up my eyes to them together it had been clear that they’d reveled in the raw taking of each other. Rick nodded anyway, but stayed silent.
    A small part of me figured I should feel betrayed that I’d been living with Rick, loving him, for a year, and he’d never said a word, or even hinted that there’d ever been anything sexual between him and Mark before, or that he’d wanted there to be again.
    An even larger part of me was okay with it. If I’d have known, I might’ve looked at him differently, looked at Mark differently. I might’ve felt awkward about all those times that the three of us had hung out. Instead, things had come out naturally, and no one had been hurt.
    ―Okay.‖ I gave him a soft kiss on the lips then rolled out of bed to grin down at him. ―Now I’m hungry. Feed me.‖
    We had a nice lazy Sunday together, doing nothing but eating, and cuddling on the couch watching movies. It wasn’t even ten p.m. when Rick plucked me off the couch and carried me into the bedroom. He lay me down on the bed and covered my body with his. He started with soft kisses along my neck as his hands roamed under my thin tank top. His lips covered mine and it was like coming home. Clothes disappeared and I gloried in our togetherness. Rick