sounds that emerged from his throat conveyed desperation.
Jordan leaned closer, his chin on Marcus’s shoulder.
“I think our man wants to come, baby,” Jordan said. Marcus realized he looked down at and spoke to Chastity.
She looked up, and Marcus loved the sparkle in her eyes even as she made some kind of sound around his cock, and the vibration nearly undid him.
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“ Fuck !” They had shattered his control all to hell and he knew he could no longer hold back the flood of rapture.
“Come for us, then, Marcus.”
Thank God . He didn’t think the echo of Jordan’s words had died before he felt his orgasm erupt. His gripped the side of the tub with both hands, clenching tight as stream after stream of semen exploded from his body. Jordan’s thrusts, hard and fast and deep, told him the other man came at the same time.
Marcus had never experienced such a fierce orgasm. Convulsions rippled through him after the last drop of liquid left his body, aftershocks that threatened to take the last ounce of strength from his legs. He only vaguely noted that Chastity gently caressed his chest and abdomen and that Jordan stroked a hand up and down his back.
“Oh, God, I don’t know if I have the energy to crawl to bed,” he said.
Chastity had gently relinquished his now flaccid cock. She slid a few inches down the bench so she no longer sat directly in front of him.
“Can’t carry you, sweetie,” she said through a yawn.
He managed to turn himself around so he could sink down beside her. Then he put his right arm around her, pulling her into a hug.
Jordan settled on her other side, and enveloped them both into his embrace.
“We’ll rest a moment, then give it a try,” Jordan said. “If we do make it to the bed, we’ll all sleep well.” Marcus heard satiation in his tone, and the sigh Chastity brushed across his chest echoed the sentiment.
Having them both really is better than anything I’ve ever imagined . And Marcus knew he would do whatever it took to make sure this new relationship not only worked, but thrived.
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“I guess I should go home.”
“Why?”
Chastity turned her head to look at Jordan. He lay on his side on the bed facing her. His arm propped up his head, and morning stubble shaded his face. His long brown hair looked deliciously mussed, and his eyes held sleepy amusement.
Marcus had just kissed her, then Jordan, and bounded out of bed.
He’d told them both to stay put. He would bring breakfast to them.
Warmth and contentment had filled her body, chasing away the usual regimented logic she’d lived by all her adult life. Her words had belonged to her old self, and yet….
“Because I live there.”
“You live wherever you happen to be at the moment. Your clothes are there. And maybe for a while you’ll want to keep a separate space, because I think there’s a part of you that doubts the reality of this and is trying to pull back, away from it and us. So knowing you still have a place to go is probably a good idea. However, I had hoped that you would want to live here. We both do.”
“So soon?” He exuded self-confidence, but she couldn’t imagine how even a man as self-assured as Jordan seemed to be could make such a decision after so short a period of time.
In response he pulled the sheet down to her waist and petted her breasts. “Can’t you see how right we all are together? How did you feel last night when Marcus and I began to make love?”
“You know how I felt. Aroused. I wanted to be a part of it, a part of you both.”
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“I know.” Then he narrowed his eyes. “Don’t you dare say that was just sex, either. You’ve never been casual about physical intimacy in your life. You’re not about to suddenly change your nature and become a party girl now.”
Chastity smiled. “How did you know what I was thinking?”
“Because despite the brevity of the time that we’ve been
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