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Bradley

“ M mm,” A moan trails off next to me as the mattress sinks and moves.

My lids slowly open as I roll over, finding Amber bouncing on Ronnie’s cock. Her nipples are fully erect as his fingers pinch one of them and make her moan louder.

“You’re so fucking beautiful taking him like that.”

“Good morning, baby.” Ronnie sends his hands to caress my jaw.

“Good fucking morning to you two.” I lean in and press my lips to his, letting him thrust his tongue inside my mouth while Amber continues to fuck his hard cock. She lowers herself slowly, letting her body feel the rhythm as I sneak glances at their slick connection.

Ronnie whimpers.

Under the sheet, my fingers come around my hardening cock, give the base a good squeeze, and stroke my length.

“Dinner tonight. I’ll make pancakes, or burn them, we’ll see what happens.” I whisper into his mouth. “We can sleep all day, watch a few movies tonight, and get to work tomorrow.”

“Sounds like a plan,” Ronnie swipes his tongue across my bottom lip.

I push to my knees and bring my mouth around Amber’s clit. “Keep moving.” I suck it hard.

So fucking wet.

So fucking sweet.

They are already on the cusp of an orgasm.

Her clit glides along my tongue and I know she’s clenching like crazy around his cock, squeezing him so tight he loses his self-control to her. Her fingers lace in my hair, using me to drive back and forth. Those tired hips are so exhausted, they need to rest.

A moan breaks.

The stack of books on the nightstand hits the floor with a thud.

They writhe against each other, and I inhale her clit into my lungs repeatedly until the climax subsides.

“You’re a beautiful mess.” I kiss her belly. “Both of you.”

I slam her against the mattress and then annihilate her pussy. Every drop of their mixed cum coats my tongue and I’m the happiest fucker on the planet. They are mine.

Their eyes light up as they walk out of the room, noticing the plate of pancakes on top of the kitchen counter. A smile graces Ronnie’s lips and I love the warmth he exudes when he’s treated like this, when he lets his walls down.

They both reach out to grab a piece and shove it inside their mouths, “It’s hot,” I rush to warn but they already wince as the heat hits their lips.

“Oh shit!” Amber spits it onto her hand and Ronnie stands there, mouth open.

“You have no patience.” I grab the whipped cream I saved in the fridge and step before them. I press them cheek to cheek and blow cool air on their mouths.

“Oh yes, that’s better.” Ronnie chuckles. “We were excited to see them alive and well.”

A grin slowly tugs at the corner of my lips. Their eyes are clenched shut, lips slightly parted. They stir up all the deepest emotions within me, whisking them by being their captivating selves.

Amber beams. “At least it was worth the burn.”

“Mouths wide open.” I spray it inside and all over their lips.

“Mmm.”

They moan together.

“Get your asses settled on the couch,” I subtly shove them in that direction. “I already picked a new TV series, we’ll see how it goes.”

“Oh, cowboys,” her voice sounds cheerful as the trailer plays on the screen.

“I think we can rock cowboy boots and hats, is that a fantasy?” I grab the plate and maple syrup as I round the island.

“It could be.” She peeks over her shoulder and shoots a sly grin my way.

“I think Ronnie would be a vision on a horse.” I inhale sharply and hiss as I watch his eyebrow rise, features fill with amusement. “You sexy cowboy,” I laugh as I drop beside Amber. “Can you do a southern accent? Come one, give it a try.”

His eyes narrow. A loud sigh pushes past his lips. “No. But I can fuck you like one.”