breathless and horny. "Pack is always impressive, baby."
"You're not bad, baby." Calleigh reached out, fingers wrapping around Adrian's prick. "Not bad at all."
"Thank you." Adrian bucked against them, and Packer grinned. So easy.
Adrian's fingers tugged at the little dangling jewel on Calleigh's belly button, and Packer's eyes rolled. Damn. Damn, he could feel that, buried inside her.
"You--" He tried to talk, but he just couldn't get the words out.
"Yeah..." Adrian was rubbing against his hip, cock leaving burning trails on his skin.
"God." They were gonna burn him alive. He was quickly learning that singly they were like flames, but together they were a blaze.
Her kisses were softer than Adrian's, but deeper, longer, each kiss lasting until he thought he'd scream with it. Fucking A. Packer moved a little faster, letting them have at him.
Adrian slipped behind Calleigh, one hand dropping down, touching where he was buried in that hot cunt.
Christ. His whole body jerked, his nerve endings singing.
"Somebody likes that, eh, mate?"
"I think it's more than like." Calleigh sounded a little smug.
Packer reached around, swatted her butt. "Watch it, girlie."
Calleigh gasped and started bouncing. That was it. He just had to keep them off balance. Off balance and hungry. It was a fine plan.
He might just survive this after all.
***
Adrian just-- He didn't know whether to shit or go blind. Packer and Calleigh wore him out, made him unsure and horny and happy and scared to death. What a mess. What a lovely mess.
Calleigh was in the bath; he could just see one foot bobbing, painted toenails sorta sparkly.
Packer was in the bed, snoring a little, looking like an Aussie monkey. Lord.
"Adrian? You awake?" Calleigh's voice was soft, soft, quiet enough that he could ignore it.
He padded into the bathroom, smiling down at her. Girls and baths. "'Lo, baby."
"Hey." She grinned at him, one hand reaching for his leg. "We okay?"
"We are," he said. She looked decadent. Hot. His. He'd kinda forgotten.
"Okay. I just... I missed you. A lot." Her breasts bobbed in the water, floated, so tempting.
"I know. I missed you, too." Adrian chuckled. "I may not have realized how much until just now."
"Liar." She winked at him, and this smile was bittersweet. "You don't have to say things like that."
"Well, it's true, baby girl." He sank down on the closed toilet, hands hanging between his knees.
"Don't go all hang-dog, turkey. It's not a good look for you." His lady flicked water at him. "You want to come in? I'll add more hot water."
"God, yes." He felt like a three day old glazed doughnut.
She slid over, let some water out and started the hot going. "Come on, then." Look at her eyes shine.
Adrian grinned and made for the tub, sliding in with Calleigh and holding her up against his chest. "Feels good."
Calleigh leaned against him, humming softly. "Uh-huh."
"Are you all right, then?" He wasn't one hundred percent sure.
"I'm a little weirded out. Like I've pushed you and Packer into something y'all might not want."
"Right, because if we were so unhappy we would have come way more." She was a silly girl.
Calleigh slapped his thigh, her hand hitting the water. That made them both crack up, the laughter happy, familiar.
Adrian stroked her belly. "Love you." That she had to believe.
"I love you, baby. That's why I came. No matter how it went, I had to try."
"I'm glad you did." He was. He wasn't an asshole. He'd never lied to her about Packer. Never. They’d sworn an open relationship was cool, but he’d always felt guilty for it, since he’d taken her up on it and she’d never fooled around.
She chuckled. "Me too. God, it's hot, you and me and him."
"It is, baby." Packer was a real devil in the sack, and Calleigh had always been enthusiastic. This could be so much fun.
"You gonna let me stay, play?" Her hands slipped down his thighs, rubbing down deep.
"As long as you want." Oh, that felt good. Curled his
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