In-Love with More than One
“Fuck, Parker. You’re so tight when you come. You’re going to milk me dry.”
“Yes,” I pant. “Do it. Come in me. Fill me up.”
That breaks something in him. He slams into me with three more brutal thrusts, groaning loud in my ear as he spills into me, body locked tight against mine.
I’m shaking. Sweaty. Breathless.
Gavin stands, wiping his mouth, and kisses me, and then Jack steps forward, bare and hard and cocky as hell. “My turn,” he says, grinning. “And I want you on your knees.”