Page 215 of Double or Nothing

He curses twice as Bryce forces his way inside, but then he’s straight in with the flow, gripping Bryce’s ass cheeks to spur him on.

Bryce is a beast. Thrusting as an alpha in control, with confidence beaming out of every pore.

I can only make it so far through their session before I strip my jumper and cami off and slide my jeans and panties down. But I still don’t interrupt their flow. Not yet. It’s all about them as Bryce ploughs into Jack’s ass, kisses so deep it’s like the pair of them are on another planet.

Beautiful.

Absolutely fucking beautiful.

It sets my heart alight.

Bryce thrusts to the brink with as much concentration as he used at the noodle takeout bar, so careful as he works to his own rise and fall. Slowing at the points his pleasure risks spilling into climax.

He owns Jack’s ass like a superstar on form. Grips Jack’s rock-hard cock in his fist and works Jack’s pleasure in sync.

I could watch them all night long. All week long. Months and months on end. Years.

A lifetime.

That thought comes unbidden.

A lifetime. Because I never, ever want this to stop, and the idea that this should continue without me. Could continue without me, is more than I can take.

I’m quiet as I make my approach, but both guys reach out for me as soon as I come into view.

“Get in here, Soul Girl,” Bryce says with a grin, kissing me as I drop to my knees.

He leans backwards, hitching Jack higher so his cock stands proud. Proud and available.

I’m so wet, I slide down onto Jack’s cock in one single motion. The sheer depth makes me heady. Bryce wraps his arms around my waist, holding me tight and working him in sync with him. Raising me up with every one of his thrusts.

Bryce owns the whole room now, not just Jack, but me, too.

He lands hot kisses on my shoulder. On my neck. Nuzzling my ear in the teasing way that drives me insane.

He trails his hand from my stomach down to my clit, and I arch myself back, moaning as the pleasure pulses like an electric throb. But Jack doesn’t intervene, just watches. Beautiful mouth open and panting, blue eyes hooded with lust.

It’s timeless.

Endless.

From the depths to the peak, and back again, until we’re a sweaty trio on the floor, gritting our teeth every time Bryce slows the pace.

Jack’s thrusts back at Bryce are so strong they bounce me up and down on his cock, my tits jigging on full display. Exposed for the playboy’s full stare.

As another peak rises to consume us, Bryce pushes me forwards, face to face with the blond Adonis. Oh, how he kisses me. Wrapping me in strong arms that cradle me in a lusty embrace. Bryce shifts his angle until he joins in on the action, the three of us in a trademark tangle of kisses as we all enjoy the ride to climax. All panting, all cursing, all reaching the crest at the same time and go tumbling over the edge.

White light exploding behind my eyes.

Two guy’s mouths sharing mine.

Jack’s cock buried to the hilt in my pussy while Bryce’s plugs Jack’s ass.

Perfection. The perfect expression of the canvases after a long day of preparing them.

We collapse together in the aftermath. A tangle of limbs as well as kisses. But as the passion eases, our embrace doesn’t let up. None of us moves from our position on the kitchen floor. Nobody wants to break the spell.

I never want to break the spell.