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“Yes—fuck, yes,” Ash bit out through clenched teeth.
“Play with your pretty little clit, Sky,” I told her, rolling to my back fully to get a better view. “Smear your cum over his dick until he fills you with his.”
“Filthy…” she panted, her head tipping back as she snaked a hand down over her chest and belly to the swollen bit of flesh at the top of her slit. “Love it—all of it. God, you feel so good, Ashton.”
She moved without a hint of insecurity or self-consciousness, soft belly jiggling, breasts bouncing. A gorgeous siren hell-bent on finding her release, Sky chased after it with parted lips and furrowed brow. She panted and moaned, pulling curses from Ash left and right.
“So fucking close—please, Sky…angel…need you to come first.” Ash begged, whining in his pleading for her to find her release before he let go.
“Yes. Oh God, yes.” She slammed her hips down and cried out, shuddering through her climax.
“Fuck.” Ash grabbed hold of her hips and fucked up into her with short, harsh thrusts. “Sky—” A grunt tore from his lips, which caused my dick to jerk in my hand.
Hissing, I squeezed the base of my cock, fighting off my need to erupt with him.
A shiver slid over Sky’s body, pebbling her skin, and she slumped forward against Ash’s chest. “Jesus and Joseph,” she murmured and giggled.
Ash lifted his knees, trapping her against him and his spent dick inside her.
I understood his wanting to linger went beyond enjoyment of her wet warmth. He remained buried deep, hoping sperm would find their way into her womb and give us what all three of us longed for—same as he’d done every time they’d fucked before the accident.
We lay in silence, and I allowed them a few moments to come down from their high.
The second Ash let out a groan I recognized from his slipping free from a tight hole, I rolled Sky onto her back, lifting her hips high before a drop of his cum slid from her body. Kneeling and shoving my knees beneath her, I slowly sank my throbbing dick into her sloppy pussy and went still, refusing to move.
“Need to keep you like this just a little longer,” I explained, and she wrapped herself around me as I fought to keep from fucking into her until my dick went useless as a plug for Ash’s seed.
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“Christ, Rhett.” I sprawled on my back, not even bothering to clean up the mess smeared over my groin as I realized what he did.
Firmly lodged inside her body, he held still, smoothing Sky’s hair from her sweat-damped face.
She stared up at him in wonder, his action and words probably having blown her mind, same as it had done to mine.
They’d gone without a condom while I’d been in the hospital, but he always pulled out before coming. Rhett didn’t want to father kids, but he would move heaven and earth to make sure I got the ones I’d dreamed of since childhood.
“You’re keeping his cum inside me,” Sky whispered, a smile growing on her face.
“I hope it works,” he said.
“Worth a try,” she added sass to her tone and glanced over at me. “What do you think, Ashton?”
“His self-control is unreal. How can you just stay buried like that in her perfect pussy and not want to rut away like an animal?”
“It’s hard,” Rhett stated, not sounding nearly as calm as seconds before.
“Hard.” Sky giggled, and Rhett cursed, burying his face in her neck.
“Stay still, woman,” he grumbled, his feet digging into the mattress as he attempted to push into her deeper. “Fuck!”
Sky laughed again, clutching his backside with her heels and wiggling.
“Christ, woman!” Rhett lifted off her, his hair a wild, dark mess, eyes half-feral. “Don’t. Do. That!”
Still smirking, she lifted an eyebrow.