He broke away, panting against my lips, and glanced at Kendra. “I was right. You two are going to kill me.”
“And you’ll love every second of it,” she said.
“Damn right.” He kissed me once more and then turned his attention to her. He tapped her hip. “Turn on your side.”
She did, and he molded himself to her. He reached between them, guided himself, and then they both tensed. His hips inched forward.
She bit her lip. “Oh yeah.”
He exhaled hard, squeezing his eyes shut. “Holy shit.”
“What?” she asked.
“You feel—” He thrust again, and they both gasped.
I couldn’t breathe as everything they felt played out on their faces. Gabe’s features were taut with exertion, his brow furrowed and his lips pulled across his teeth. Hers were slack, the very picture of bliss and surrender.
She reached back and kneaded his scalp, and he held her close to him with an arm slung over her waist. I’d never been attracted to women before, but watching her now—watching them—was unbelievably hot. The contrast between her body and his was amazing. Mesmerizing.
Gabe exhaled hard and kissed beneath her ear. She tilted her head, partially burying her face in the pillow as if to offer up more of her neck for him. He took full advantage, too, kissing his way from her ear down to her shoulder, then back up again. They were beautiful. Hot. Sexy beyond words.
I couldn’t resist stroking myself as I watched them. Nerves were a distant memory. This was so much more incredible than I’d anticipated. I wanted him. I wanted her. It didn’t have to make sense. It just…was.
Kendra glanced down and grinned. Then she nudged my hand out of the way. She closed her fingers around the shaft, and my head spun as she took over, stroking slowly, but gripping tight enough to drive me insane.
The fact that she was a woman didn’t even register. The way she touched me was perfect, and the sight of her and Gabe—his arm slung over her, her body jolting subtly every time he thrust into her—was mind-blowing.
I needed to do more. To be closer to both of them.
I gently stopped her hand, and when she let me go, I reached for the lube bottle. The top clicked, and Gabe lifted his head. His eyes widened. His hips slowed and then stopped.
“You don’t have to stop.” I got up on my knees. “I want to join in.”
“Yeah, but if I…” He licked his lips as I poured lube on my hand. “I don’t want to come too soon. And I’m…” He trailed off, gazing at my hand as if mesmerized by my slow strokes.
I grinned. “You don’t mind me joining, do you?”
He shook his head vigorously. “Uh-uh. Not at all.” To Kendra, he asked, “You?”
“The more the merrier.”
Nerves threatened to intervene, but I moistened my lips and said, “Might be easier if you’re on your knees, though.”
He nodded and kissed the side of her neck. “Roll on your back.”
“Oh.” She licked her lips. “This view is going to be hot, isn’t it?”
He grinned. “Guess we’ll see, won’t we?”
“Uh-huh.”
As I put some more lube on my fingers, the two of them repositioned themselves. On her back in the middle of our bed, she parted her legs for him, and I wondered if her heart was racing like mine was as Gabe guided himself in again.
He paused. Then, he thrust hard, and she moaned, arching beneath him.
“Jesus, Gabe,” she moaned.
He laughed as he leaned down to kiss her neck. “Something”—he thrust again—“wrong?”
Her fingers snaking through his dark hair, she muttered something that sounded like “teasing bastard”.
I chuckled. “You noticed, huh?”
“So he’s like this all the time?”
“All the time.”
“Yeah.” Gabe thrust into her again, driving a yelp out of her, and grinned over his shoulder at me. “And you both love it.”
“Uh-huh.” I knelt behind him. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
“Please do.” Gabe leaned forward, over her, and pushed his knees apart as far as he could. I gently teased his entrance with my lubed fingertip. As I pressed it in, he arched a little, his breath hitching.
“You okay?”
“Y-yeah.” He rocked subtly, though I couldn’t tell if it was to encourage me or to tease her. “My God.”
“It’s only my finger right now.”
He whimpered softly. Before he could say anything more, Kendra lifted her head and kissed him, and the more they kissed, the more he relaxed.
I eased a second finger inside him. He rocked back and forth, riding her and my fingers at the same time, and his moan nearly made me fall to pieces.
“That’s insane,” he said. “God, Shahid. Fuck me.”
Any other time, I’d have teased him until he was coming apart, but tonight, I couldn’t wait. Not another moment.
As I withdrew my fingers, he moaned again, the sound muffled by her kiss.
“Don’t move,” I said.
As if he was going to. He was on top of Kendra, buried inside her, and ready for me—he wasn’t going anywhere.
Quickly, I stroked some lube onto myself and set the bottle aside. Then, pulse racing with a degree of arousal I’d never before experienced, I guided myself to him.
As I pressed against him, Gabe broke the kiss and let his head fall beside hers. Her neck muffled his throaty groan as goose bumps jumped up all over his back and shoulders.
It had been a while, so despite our mutual impatience, I eased myself in a little at a time. The deeper I slid inside him, the more he gasped and moaned, and none of it sounded like discomfort, so I gave him more—not quite thrusting, but definitely moving faster. Deeper. Harder.
I could barely breathe. The sight of him—on top of her, taking me. Sliding in and out of him. The sounds he made. The sounds he brought out of her. This was so much hotter than it had any right to be. On the way up the stairs, I hadn’t been sure about going through with this, but now that my head was light and I was all the way inside him, I didn’t want to stop. Ever.
His hips moved slightly—rolling just slightly—and Kendra bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Then I withdrew enough to give him some room, and just as he’d done while I’d fingered him, he moved between us, taking me and riding her at the same time. I let him set the pace. Once he’d found a steady rhythm, I matched it, and his soft little moans made my head spin. Hers made my breath catch. This was real, wasn’t it? And it didn’t feel wrong at all.
She gripped his arms, nails visibly biting in, and swore softly.
“Like that?” he asked her.
“Uh-huh.” She shivered beneath him. “Oh my God.”
I slid a hand up his side. “What about you? You like this?”
“So much.” His voice shook as if he was on the verge of tears. “This is amazing.”
“You guys should see what I see,” she said.
“Likewise,” I breathed. “This is…”
Gorgeous?
Hot?
Unbelievable?
Yes. Yes. And yes.
Kendra murmured something in Gabe’s ear. Then she raked her nails across his shoulders, and his muscles rippled beneath the darkening pink lines.
“Oh God,” he groaned. “You both feel…” He trailed off into a whimper, clenching around me as a shudder ran through him.
I ran my hands up and down his back, over the welts she’d left and the goose bumps we’d both raised. Over muscles I’d long since memorized and hot skin that was damp with sweat.
Without thinking about it, I let my hand drift right over the top of hers on his shoulder. She separated her fingers, and I laced mine between hers, and—
And we were both driving Gabe
insane. Her on the bottom, me on top, him in the middle, clasping hands as we made him moan and gasp.
In the back of my mind, I thought there must be something wrong with this—something sinful—but here, in the moment, as the three of us moved together and breathed together, all I could think was that it was beautiful. The man I’d married, the woman who was willing to help us have the family we longed for—what wasn’t to love?
“Harder, Shahid,” he murmured. “Harder. I’m gonna…gonna…”
I pounded him as hard as I could. He moaned, tightening around me so suddenly I nearly fell apart myself, and then he thrust hard against Kendra and stopped, no doubt buried all the way inside her, and I grabbed his hips and gave him everything I had until my own climax took over.
Gabe slumped over her, and I slumped over him, resting a hand on his shoulder to keep myself from collapsing completely.
“Oh my God,” he moaned. “You’re both…” He buried his face against her neck and sighed.
Kendra kissed his cheek. She looked up at me, and we both grinned.
I withdrew, and then Gabe did, and we dropped onto the bed on either side of Kendra.
And all three of us lay there, panting and trembling.
Wow. Just…wow. Never in my life had I imagined myself actually having a threesome.
But now that I had, I wanted more.
Chapter Twelve
Gabe
After we’d cleaned ourselves off, the three of us just lay there, covers kicked off and bodies still trembling.
I could barely move. My body ached and tingled and trembled—if we’d gone on fucking for another minute, I was sure I would’ve gone up in flames. None of my fantasies held a candle to what we’d just done. The two most amazing lovers I’d ever had, simultaneously? Anal was an incredibly rare thing for Shahid and me anyway, and having him fuck me while I rode Kendra was unbelievable.
This really happened, didn’t it? I’d really been with both of them at the same time.
I opened my eyes.
Sure enough, Kendra was lying next to me on one side, and Shahid was on the other. All of us naked. Holy shit. It was real.
“Well,” Shahid said after a while. “You were definitely right—this method is way more fun than filling out forms and waiting for phone calls.”
I laughed, running my hand down Kendra’s thigh. “Yeah, I’d say this method has much more going for it.”
Kendra shrugged. “I could bring over some forms if you guys want. You know, to keep things consistent and normal.”
“Normal?” Shahid chuckled. “I’m not sure I’d use that word in relation to any of this.”
Kendra and I both looked at him.
“Is that…good?” I asked.
He grinned, sending electricity right down to my toes. “Absolutely. This is out of the ordinary, but I’m loving it.”
That gave me more relief than I expected. He’d seemed fine the whole time when we were fooling around, but if he was still okay with it now that the dust had settled and the sheets had cooled, then I wasn’t so worried he’d have second thoughts.
“Oh, hey, Shahid.” Kendra propped herself up on her elbow. “I thought you were going to show me a few ways to drive him insane.”
He laughed. “I guess I got distracted.” He ran a finger up the center of my chest as he met her gaze over me. “We’ll just have to do it again.”
I raised my eyebrows.
Kendra laughed, but then, turning more serious, she met Shahid’s gaze again. “Are you really sure you’re into this? I mean, with me?”
“It’s not something I thought I would enjoy. But I did.” Shahid grinned. “And, hey, now I can actually be involved with you getting her pregnant.”
“He’s got a point.” Kendra smirked, but then gave him a sheepish look. “By the way, uh, sorry for grabbing you and—”
“It’s okay.” He smiled and ran his fingers down her arm. “It was actually quite hot.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “Maybe I do have a little inkling of bisexuality in there somewhere.”
Oh, be still my beating heart.
I moistened my lips. “Seriously?”
“Well, maybe.” His cheeks darkened a little. “Not making any promises, though.”
“No promises needed,” Kendra said. “But if you feel like experimenting…” She winked, and Shahid and I both shivered.
Oh, Shahid. Please, please take her up on that.
* * * * *
Eventually, we made it downstairs to finish cooking and eating dinner, and afterward, Kendra left for the evening.
As Shahid and I wound down in front of the TV, I kept working through a stack of exams that needed grading, but my mind wasn’t in it. I was okay for the multiple guess sections, but for anything that required actual comprehension, I was fucked. I couldn’t even remember what shows we’d watched.
I had just enough focus to compare answers to my answer key, and the rest of my brain went right back up to the bedroom where I’d just spent the hottest time with Kendra and Shahid. If my body didn’t still ache, I’d probably think I’d imagined the whole thing, but no, I hadn’t.
Funny, I’d always imagined that sex for the purpose of conception wouldn’t be as fun. After trying for a long time, it might become a chore, but at least tonight, the novelty had most certainly not worn off.
And it didn’t get any better when Shahid and I went back upstairs to get ready for bed. The sheets were still rumpled, the pillows still faintly indented from three heads instead of two. As I undressed again, the lingering ache in every joint reminded me of keeping up with two people instead of one. Somebody had once told me that threesomes were overrated. Clearly they hadn’t been with a pair like Kendra and Shahid.
Despite our far-from-normal evening, we went through our normal motions. Brushing teeth. Undressing. Setting our alarms for “too early” and “are you kidding me?” Climbing into bed.
Shahid didn’t kill the bedside light, which I’d learned long ago meant he wasn’t ready to go to sleep yet. He faced me on his side and trailed his fingers down my chest. “So, tonight was…different.”
“Mmhmm. I got the feeling you liked it, though.”
“Likewise.”
“Oh, absolutely.” I cupped the back of his neck and kissed him. “It was insanely hot. Especially watching you kiss her.”
“Is that right?”
“Uh-huh. Are you serious about thinking you might be—”
“Might be, Gabe.” He chuckled. “Don’t get your hopes up.”
“I’m not, I’m not.” I grinned. “But if you’re so inclined, watching you with her would be unreal.”
Any other time, I’d have shot the idea down in a heartbeat. Me with a woman? Not a chance.
But I had to admit, I was intrigued by the thought. Maybe even a little turned on by it. Okay, a lot turned on by it.
“So it wouldn’t be weird?” he asked. “Me with her?”
“Weird?” I blinked. “Oh my God, no. That would be pretty much every fantasy I’ve ever had come to life.”
His cheeks darkened, and he ran his fingers through my hair. “So what fantasies are you hiding in that brain of yours?”
“After this evening? Definitely a few that involve you and her.” Turning serious, I rested my hand on his waist. “I mean it, though. This doesn’t have to be just Kendra and me. If you and she want to…”
Shahid chewed his lip. Then he shrugged. “We’ll see. I am curious, but…” He paused. “I can’t decide if it would be intimidating or reassuring to have you there with us. Tonight was fine, but I didn’t have the same performance anxiety that I might have if I were by myself with her.”
“Well, if you and she want to spend a little time alone and see what happens, say the word.”
I half expected him to shake his head and veto the idea, but he seemed to mull it over for a moment.
Finally, he looked me in the eye, and his grin made my spine tingle even before he said, “I’ll think about it.” Reaching for me, he added, “But that can wait.”
And with that, he kissed me.
Oh, yeah, it could wait. For the rest of the night, it was just the two of us. He turned me on, and the thought of him with Kendra turned me on.
He’d think about spending some time alone with her.
And so would I.
A lot.
Chapter Thirteen
Kendra
In between classes, I texted back and forth with Shahid.
I’m still curious about it.
Well, I can still pawn off the team on your husband.
Definitely thinking about it.
It took him three days to work up the nerve, but the message finally came:
Tell Gabe to take over practice.
Thank God I was in the back room, out of my students’ sight, when that text came through. They didn’t need to see the jolt of electricity run through me, or how I not-so-coolly grabbed the counter for support.
I glanced around to be absolutely sure no one had seen me. Jim and Felicia were in their respective classrooms, and Gabe had gone to get coffee for the four of us. Yep, I was alone.
Except, of course, for the beautiful Pakistani man waiting for a response to my text.
I quickly wrote back:
I can be there by four.
Almost immediately, he started typing a response.
Looking forward to it.
Oh, I was too. It was impossible to say how this would go, but if the other night was any indication, I was optimistic. There sure as hell wouldn’t be any hesitation on my part. As long as Shahid was into it… Fuck yeah.
Now all I had to do was get through the rest of the day without losing my mind.
Right then, Gabe strolled into the back room with four coffee cups. “Wake-up juice, anyone?”
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