Emma rolls to the side and pushes herself up onto her hands and knees, lifting her tight, round ass into the air.

My mouth waters, cum leaks from the tip of my dick, and I catch sight of Grant’s hungry stare from the other side of the bed. Nothing has ever looked as good as Emma naked, and I can tell he’s just as turned on as I am.

I’ve pictured this moment for years. Just the three of us, stripped bare and loving each other the way we were meant to do.

With his cock fisted in his hand, Grant looks at me. “I need to taste her.”

I motion Emma forward. She crawls across the bed, which is high enough that it puts her at eye-level with my cock. When I grip the base of my shaft, she licks her lips.

“You want to suck my cock, Emma?”

She nods, leaning forward, but I take a step back, causing her to frown. “So eager. I love it. But not yet, sweetheart. Grant needs to taste that sweet pussy first.”

Grant slides onto his back and positions himself under her. Wrapping and arm around each of her thighs, he pulls her down until she’s seated on his face.

Emma nearly flies off the bed with the first swipe of Grant’s tongue through her slit.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she drops her head forward.

“Tell me what he’s doing.” I continue to pump my cock, priming it for her mouth, and use the other hand to lift her face.

She peels her eyes open and watches me work myself.

“He’s licking me and it—oh, God, it feels so good.”

“What else is he doing? What feels good?”

“He’s sucking my clit and…” Emma’s body lurches forward, causing her to grunt. “Two fingers,” she pants. “He has two fingers inside of me, and he’s sucking, and holy shit, I don’t think I can take much more,” she says, her words fading into a long moan.

“Yes, you can. Relax and enjoy it. I know he sure as fuck is. Grant has wanted to taste your perfect cunt for years. Does she taste as good and sweet as you hoped?”

“Better,” he replies.

I’m jealous as fuck. “I can’t wait to taste you for myself.”

My fist moves faster against my cock, my eyes locked on Grant’s head between Emma’s lush thighs. She reaches out and yanks me forward. My dick plunges into her mouth, and bottoms out at the back of her throat.

“Fuck,” I curse, brushing the hair away from her face so I can watch her suck me off. She hollows her cheeks, presses her tongue against the bottom of my shaft, and sucks. Hard. Hard enough to cause my vision to blur. “Jesus Christ, where the fuck did you learn that?”

Emma releases me and looks up. Her glasses are fogged, and I can’t help but smile at how cute and sexy she looks. Like a naughty librarian. “Do you really want to know?” she purrs.

“Fuck no.”

I remove her glasses and set them on the nightstand behind me. Gripping her hair, I pull her forward and thrust into her mouth as Grant continues his assault on her pussy. She moans, licks and sucks, and then a red flush creeps up her back. Her mouth gets more frantic, and with my hand wrapped around her hair, I gently pull her off me because the last thing I want is her chomping down on my dick when Grant pushes her over the edge.

Emma tosses her head back in ecstasy, but her eyes are locked on mine. Swollen lips parted, chest heaving, she gasps, and then her body convulses. She tries to squeeze her thighs together, but Grant doesn’t let her. He holds her in place and licks her through her orgasm.

When he finally slips out from between her thighs, Emma collapses onto the bed. Grant is grinning from ear to ear. His face is slick with her juices. “You’ve got to taste her, Ry.”

“Plannin’ on it.” I nudge Emma onto her back. I kiss my way up her body and then dip my head and worship her perfect breasts the way I wanted to do so badly last night.

Grant tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear and kisses her.

She smiles sweetly at him. “I want to touch you. Both of you.”

“You will.” Grant slides his hand between her thighs, and she grinds her hips upward. “We’re in no hurry, and we need to get you good and ready to take us.”

It doesn’t take long for me to learn what Emma likes. Light, quick flicks of my tongue against her dusky nipple cause her to lift off the bed and make the sexiest little noises. Deep sucks and bites are what bring out the louder moans. And that’s exactly what she does when I suck the tight bud between my teeth and tug.

“Does that feel good?” Grant asks.

“Yes,” she breathes. “So good.”

“You’re so fucking tight, your pussy is sucking my fingers in.”

I push my hand between her legs alongside Grant’s, and together we fuck her with our fingers.

“Oh...” She looks down, her eyes bouncing between me sucking her tit and both of us pushing our fingers inside her. “That feels incredible. Please, don’t stop. I’m so close.”

I pull out my finger and circle it around her swollen clit. She tosses her head back against the pillows. Her body jerks and tightens, but I keep rubbing the tight numb until she pushes my hand away.

“Please, let me touch you. I need to touch you both.”

* * *

GRANT

No way in hell will I let her ask me that twice. My body is hers, and she can touch it whenever the fuck she wants. I lean back, propping myself up on some pillows. My cock is angry and swollen and begging for her. Ryan is curled around her side, his cock resting against her thigh.

We’re both hard as fuck and I know he’s as anxious to bury himself in her body as am, because we talked about it. But we don’t want to push her too fast or too far because we don’t want to scare her away.

She reaches for us at the same time. Her slender hand wraps around my cock and makes one long, gentle stroke.

“Harder, Em.” I wrap my hand around hers, showing her how I like it, and when I let her go, she keeps the pace and drives me out of my fucking mind.

Ryan squeezes her breast, and I capture her lips with mine.

“I need one of you inside me,” she whispers against my lips. “I’m so close, and I need you in me when I come.”

Her eyes dart between mine and Ryan’s, and I see the worry there. She’s unsure how this is going to work. What she doesn’t know is that Ryan and I have planned for this exact moment, and we’re ready for it.

We’re ready for her.

“Emma, you don’t have to choose. We would never ask you to do that.”

“He’s right. Grant and I both want this with you, and we will both have you. All we want is to make this good for you.”

“You have. It’s been so good, but I need more. I need both of you.”

“Come here.” I hold out my hand for Emma, and she crawls between my legs. “I need to see those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock while Ryan gets you ready to take us.”

Her blue eyes flare to life. I slide my hand into her hair and guide her lips to my cock. Ryan steps out of the room to grab a bottle of lube. When he returns, he squirts some on her backside, and Emma draws in a sharp breath around my cock.

“Has anyone ever fucked this beautiful ass?” Ryan asks, rubbing her tight ring in slow, methodical circles.

She holds the base of my cock and releases it from her mouth long enough to say, “No.”

Her greedy mouth comes back for more, licking a slow path along my shaft before sinking over the top of it.

“Has anyone ever played with it?” I ask, knowing that I’m going to want to kill whomever the guy is if she says yes.