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dick
increased. But Ethan’s cock rose before her, thick and long and tasty. She’d
wanted to indulge in this earlier, but had been in such a hurry to get him
inside her pussy. She still wanted that, but teasing him could be fun, too. She
closed her fingers around his erection, bringing it to her lips.
    As
she took the smooth flesh into her mouth, she felt lips at the crease of her
thigh, below her buttock, and whimpered around Ethan’s shaft. Zach’s mouth
trailed along the erogenous zone—God, could she get wetter?—toward her pussy,
which begged for attention. Instead, he skipped over it and moved to the other
buttock.
    Guilty
at being so awash with pleasure, she took Ethan’s cock deep, sliding her tongue
down, opening her throat. He groaned and lifted his hips, urging her to take
more. She did, and slid up again, struggling to find a rhythm when Zach’s mouth
was making her crazy. She wanted to bump her ass against his mouth, to urge him
to kiss her cunt, or slide his fingers inside. Instead, she held still, as if
nothing else was happening, and sucked Ethan’s cock, her lips riding up and
down the length as he pumped against her face.
    He
tangled his hand in her hair and urged her up his body, covering her mouth with
his, his lips hard, his tongue demanding, thrusting, taking the taste of his
own body into his mouth. Zach had stopped kissing her and some level of sanity
returned. Ethan. She wanted Ethan.
    “I
changed my mind,” she said, curling her fingers against his shoulders. “I want
you on top.”
    He
smiled, one she hadn’t seen before, and turned her onto her back, pressing her
into the mattress, his cock riding against her mons so that she lifted into it.
The angle was wrong. She couldn’t rub her clit against it, or get him inside
her, and so she wriggled beneath him.
    “Please,
Ethan. Please.”
    But
he was in no hurry, though she felt ripples of restraint running through his
body. Instead, he bent his head to her other nipple and sucked hard, his teeth
closing around the flesh. She cried out and bowed toward him, the head of his
shaft rubbing high on the inside of her thigh.
    He
released her for a moment to sheath himself before burying his hands in her
hair and kissing her again. She coasted her hands down his muscled back to
curve over his ass as she lifted into him, desperate, hungry. He lifted his
head, his gaze holding hers as he thrust into her.
    Her
channel gripped him, holding him, stretching for him, and she barely caught her
breath before he was moving against her, deep inside her, his ass flexing
beneath her fingers.
    “So
wet,” he said, his breath hot against her skin. “Jesus, so wet. Is that what
Zach watching does to you?”
    Zach.
From the moment Ethan entered her, she’d forgotten about Zach, and glanced past
Ethan’s shoulder to see Zach, closer than she expected, naked on the edge of
his bed, cock in his hand, eyes hooded as he watched them. She wanted to ask
what made Ethan change his mind, but no, she’d let the pleasure take her now.
    She’d
been so certain she was on the edge of an orgasm, but no longer felt the
urgency, only the delight of Ethan’s sex stroking inside her. She curved her
hand around his cheek and kissed him. His lips parted and he let her take over
the kiss, before he closed his hands around her waist and rolled onto his back,
still buried deep inside her.
    She
was aware of her ass facing Zach, that he now had an up-close view of Ethan’s
dick in her pussy. He made a sound of approval as Ethan’s fingers sank into
Jill’s hips, guiding her over him. She didn’t have the coordination to kiss
Ethan and fuck him, so she broke the kiss and sat up, dragging her fingers down
over his chest, toying in the chest hair, and arching her back as she rode him.
    He
smiled up at her, the first real Ethan smile she’d seen since she walked out of
the bathroom, and he traced designs on her thighs as he watched her. “You’re
incredible,” he murmured.