Just when he would’ve asked if she was comfortable, he felt something cool and slick slide down the crack of his ass. “Oh, fuck.”
“That’s exactly what I plan to do,” Gage said roughly from behind him.
It was clear by his tone that Gage was hanging on by a thread, and Travis knew exactly how the man felt. Being sheathed inside of Kylie’s tight, wet pussy, his blood pressure was already racing to unprecedented levels, and if they didn’t get on with it, his head was likely going to explode.
Kylie chose that moment to rear back against him, forcing him even deeper; the tight, warm grip of her pussy making his eyes cross. And as if the two of them had it planned, Gage then thrust deep into Travis’ ass.
“Son of a –” The swear was cut off by the intense pleasure that consumed him, making it difficult to breathe, much less curse.
When Kylie and Gage started moving in tandem, essentially fucking Travis from both sides, he nearly lost it. They’d done this before, and no matter how many times he thought he was the one who would control their sexual encounters, they surprised him damn near every time.
“Travis,” Kylie groaned from beneath him, and he focused on not crushing her while enduring the glorious friction of Gage’s cock tunneling in and out of his ass, deep and slow at first, then shallow and fast. All the while Travis managed to find a rhythm that worked for Kylie and he fucked her sweet pussy, using the momentum of Gage from behind him.
“I’m…” Kylie’s words were left hanging as she moaned her pleasure, the tight sheath of her cunt squeezing him painfully tight just as Gage’s fingertips dug into his hips, holding him still.
“Fuck me,” Travis groaned. “Harder.”
Gage’s power intensified as he rammed his cock deep inside his ass, forcing Travis’ hypersensitive cock into Kylie with shallow strokes, over and over until he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Fucking come for me, Gage,” Travis roared as his cock exploded inside of Kylie, jerking sharply as he spilled himself inside of her sweet, lithe body.
A low growl echoed from behind him as Gage stilled, his fingers now burrowed painfully into his skin as he erupted inside of his ass, making Travis’ body hum one last time.
The three of them stood motionless for a minute or two while they tried to catch their breath. When Gage pulled out, Travis was quick to follow.
It was high time they had a shower.
Helping Kylie to stand, Travis pulled her against him and pressed a kiss to her lips before saying, “You mind asking him to move that tree one more time? I kinda like this aggressive side of his.”
Chapter Five
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Ethan
Two weeks after Thanksgiving
Ethan rolled out from underneath the truck that he was working on, but he didn’t bother to get up. Staring up at the twenty-foot high metal ceiling of the place he considered his office, he listened to the music blaring through the speakers, shaking his head. He was going to have to plug up his iPod if the radio station insisted on tossing in Christmas music.
He deserved credit for dealing with all of the holly jolly going on around him, especially from his brothers who’d recently jumped into relationships, but he certainly wasn’t all that interested in the ho-ho-ho like they were. There was no Christmas tree at his house, no poinsettias sitting on his front porch or on his kitchen counter, no blinking lights to greet him when he got home.
Then again, he found himself spending more and more time at his parents’ house these days than anywhere else and honestly, he knew it was because he was a coward – avoiding the lonely house, not running the risk of company he didn’t want. And since his mother enjoyed making dinner for him, who was he to argue.
“You awake over there?” Blake called from the other side of the shop, the clanking sound of a wrench hitting concrete echoing along with his voice.
Closing his eyes, Ethan sighed.
That was the main reason he wasn’t spending much time at home.
Blake.
Or rather the intense feelings Ethan had surprisingly established in recent months. For someone who was not Blake. And if that wasn’t a punch in the nuts, he didn’t know what was.
Finding it difficult to be alone with Blake these days, he generally tried to avoid situations that would result in opportunities like this one. Unfortunately, when they were working, they were the only two there, and there wasn’t a damn thing he could do to avoid that unless he fired Blake. The thought had occurred to him, but he wasn’t interested in doing double the work, so he opted for the lesser of two evils.
It wasn’t like the sex between him and Blake wasn’t good. Quite the opposite, honestly. Yet he found himself battling Blake’s need to be exclusive, and by exclusive, Blake wanted to announce to the world that they were a couple as though staking a claim on Ethan was going to make this any more of a relationship.