In-Love with More than One
“I’m coming. Fuck, I’m coming!”
I rattle the island so hard the damn copper pot above falls, crashing to the ground in a loud echo.
“What the fuck,” Richard groans, his voice breaking the spell as Amelia and I collapse against the counter together in a heap.
I laugh, pulling her hair back and kissing her cheek. “I win again,” I whisper, kissing her everywhere I can.
“Fuck.” Dane’s voice carries, and I know they see us.
Good. Let them see me with my cock buried in my girlfriend.