Page 46 of Right Side of Paradise

Insatiable

Harlow didn’t want to go to bed without me inside her. After she napped on the couch, I carried her upstairs. Cleaned her up and threw my arm around her middle to fall asleep behind her.

But my baby needed more.

She turned in my arms to face me and hiked her leg over mine.

“I want to fall asleep with you inside me.” Kisses all over my face followed her plea.

Without question, I wanted to give her what she wanted.

My dick was already painfully hard and ready for her wet heat. But I had to arrest her movements with a firm hand and speak against her pouty lips.

“You’re gonna wake up sore tomorrow, baby.”

“Don’t care,” she returned, breathy and ready. “Just wanna feel you.”

She grinded into me, big brown eyes pleading and her wetness enticing me.

“Please, Rico. I’ve been so good for you.”

Her voice softened with each word and time stood still. Wordlessly, she dragged her slit up and down my semi-erection.

Fuck it.

Fisting the base of my dick, I worked myself inside her, groaning at the way her walls welcomed me. “How come I always give you what you want?”

“Because you love me.” She bit her bottom lip and took every inch with that pretty pout on her face. “I can take it,” she promised.

At first, her hips moved lazily. Then not at all. I was as deep as I could get, my heavy balls flush against her entrance. It was a perfect fit. But I already knew that.

“You feel so good,” she voiced my thoughts then wrapped me in her arms and laid her head on my chest. “Don’t go anywhere.”

I didn’t. I stayed where she wanted me, my dick softening inside of her as we dozed off to sleep.

Harlow didn’t let me go. Her limbs tangled with mine until we were one on top of my sheets.

The next time I woke up, it was to a finger pushing against my hole. My dick stiffened inside of Harlow without knowing who it was.

It didn’t matter. If they were in this house—in this bed—they could do whatever they wanted to me. And right now, what they were doing to me was gonna make me fucking come.

I was wound so tight I didn’t even need the finger to enter me, but I still wanted it.

“Morning, Rico.”

Soul .

Ah, fuck. He pressed his finger against my entrance again, massaging in slow, agonizing circles.

“Soul, what are you doing?” I choked out against Harlow’s hair.

“Finishing what we started.” He kissed the center of my back, palming my ass. “You said you wanted my dick last night and I never got to keep my promise.”

There was no point in trying to remember what I said. I was so drunk I probably said a lot of shit. I was just happy he remembered this .

Briefly, his touch abandoned me before I heard a bottle open. Then his fingers were back, slick with lube as he finally buried them inside of me.

I loved when Soul topped me. Craved it more than I told him. But this was perfect. So damn perfect.

My dick hardened inside Harlow and two fingers stretched me out.

Soul massaged my prostate and Harlow moaned in her sleep, rocking on my dick without thinking.

I was gonna nut too fast. I could already feel it.

“Where’s Chris?” I hissed, squeezing my eyes shut like that would lessen the effect of her tightness and his fingers.

I couldn’t think about anything but them.

“Shower, you gone come for me before he gets out?”

“Mmm.”

“You gone make Harley come too or I gotta do it?”

“I can do it.” I whined shamelessly.

“Good boy,” he whispered in my ear.

Relief and pleasure flooded me when Harlow was fully awake. She didn’t lift her head from the crook of my neck but started fucking herself on my dick with purpose.

No words.

Just motion.

And friction.

And pleasure.

I didn’t even have to move. Soul’s fingers warmed me up and Harlow’s pussy was snug around my erection.

They were already perfect, but all I could think about was having Christian’s dick in my mouth to make it even better.

Their loving made me needy past the point of greed. It would never be enough.

Never be too much.

When Soul’s fingers left me, I didn’t question what was next. I only knew I was ready for it.

How I hadn’t come already was lost on me, but I knew the second he finally shoved his dick in me I was gonna come.

He took his time putting on the condom and spreading lube around my hole.

I was ready.

So fucking ready.

And Harlow was still using me like her favorite toy.

Up and down.

The wetter she got, the more lewd noises her tight pussy made, and the harder she fucked herself on me.

Then the head of Soul’s dick pushed in, and my gasp got trapped in my throat.

It was the first time Harlow looked up and made eye contact with me all morning.

She touched my face, pushing her thumb past my bottom lip.

Those glassy brown eyes stayed on mine.

No words.

But total understanding.

I loved her. I loved her. I loved her.

I sucked her finger, while she fucked me into the mattress with Soul’s help.

“He’s fucking you so good, huh?”

She didn’t wait for an answer.

“Soul’s dick is perfect. Just like yours. I always come so hard.” Her lips brushed the corner of my mouth as she slowed to a dizzying pace, pushing herself back and forth on my dick. “Are you gonna come for us?”

She only had eyes for me. Like she wanted to see me fall apart between them before she let herself get there too.

“You’re taking it like you need it.” She rolled my left nipple between her fingers, her lips still hovering around my mouth. “Thank you for letting us give you what you need.”

Her tongue had a hold on me, and so did her pussy. She was milking me for everything I had, and she knew I wanted to give it to her.

“You’re gonna come for us and fill me with your cum because I deserve it,” she panted, her voice consumed with lust.

My eyes rolled back. Soul fucked me like he was trying to make her words come true and I lost control.

The heat.

The friction.

Our synchronized breaths.

Soul was deep.

So fucking deep.

The front of his thighs collided with the back of mine.

And Harlow was so tight.

I was locked in place, with nowhere to go. I just wanted to be good and come for them.

So, I did.

And Harlow praised me through it, her walls strangling my length when she came with me. We were still catching our breath—still shaking around each other—when Soul sank his teeth into my shoulder and came with a shuddering breath.

I knew I was insatiable when they rolled away from me and my first thought was going in the bathroom and getting on my knees for Christian. I’d never had his dick in my mouth, but I knew I could be good for him.

Breaking up my thoughts, Harlow and Soul leaned over me. Their kiss was sloppy and deep. They both kissed me after, then rested their heads on either side of my chest.

It was still semi-dark outside, so I didn’t know what time it was.

Within minutes, Harlow and Soul drifted off without another word, their mingling breaths tickling my overheated skin.

I tried to stay awake, tried to ignore my eyes watering every time I yawned.

But the shower was still running when I surrendered to sleep.