An inch now, and David was beginning to adjust to his width. He released his breath in a long, shuddering sigh, and that was followed by a simple directive. “Do it.”
Ian didn’t need to be told twice. He slammed forward, sheathing himself completely, and all three of them moaned simultaneously, with one voice.
“How do I move?” David whispered, his voice tight.
Ian kissed his nape. “Follow my lead.”
Rachel wrapped her long legs around both of them, her heels resting against his hips. With a moan, Ian eased out of David’s tight channel, but he wasn’t so cautious about entering him the second time.
“You okay?” Ian asked.
“Yes. Yes.”
“You want more?”
“Yes. Please.”
Rachel flexed her legs, holding Ian tightly for a moment before allowing him to pull back. He tried to remain careful, despite David’s plea for more, but soon it was too much for him. He was lost in the heat, with only one thought in mind, only one goal. He just wanted to make David feel as good as he did—and he didn’t want to stop.
Rachel’s shout of bliss finally pierced his fog. She hadn’t orgasmed yet, but Jade’s hand had disappeared and he knew she was playing with Rachel’s clit, adding to the sensations that were already threatening to spiral out of control.
“Oh…God…oh God…” Rachel’s words sounded more like pleas than anything else, and Ian knew his wife well enough to know exactly what she wanted.
Without warning, he changed the rhythm, pounding into David’s body faster and harder. Forcing David to pound into Rachel at the same tempo. She arched and writhed beneath them, and each time she clenched her pussy, Ian felt it. David was panting and moaning—pleading words and half sentences. He could only imagine what the other man must be feeling, with Rachel’s tight body, clenching and fluttering around his sensitive cock, and Ian’s length pounding relentlessly into his passage, building more and more friction.
David grabbed the back of Jade’s head and yanked her toward him, claiming her mouth in a hard kiss that did nothing to muffle his shouts. Rachel’s own voice was climbing higher and higher, a sound that was sweeter than music to Ian.
He wanted to give them both the best orgasms—the best moments—of their lives.
Ian wasn’t quite sure what finally set them off. It could have been anything. He could have hit David’s prostate. Jade could have scraped her nail over Rachel’s clit. Or maybe it was Ian who broke first, who couldn’t withstand the combined force of so much pleasure echoing back into his body. But whatever started it, it was like an electrical current passing through all four of them. An endless feedback loop. Ian felt his cock jerk, felt the pleasure peaking to a point he could barely tolerate, felt his teeth close around the tough sinew of David’s shoulder. David’s whole body shook, each spasm a clear response to the satisfaction rolling through Rachel’s taut frame.
Just when Ian thought it had to be over, Jade moved her hand, applying more friction to Rachel’s clit, and the shocks would roll through them again. Ian’s muscles screamed for a relief from the tension, but as long as David gripped his cock, clenching in response to Rachel’s fresh orgasms, Ian knew he couldn’t go anywhere. At one point, through the haze in his vision, he thought he saw Jade smile—knowingly, slyly.
“God…I can’t…” Ian was shocked by the sound of his own voice. He was even more shocked when Jade put her finger up to his mouth, smearing Rachel’s juices over his lips until he couldn’t taste or smell anything except his wife’s arousal.
“Please…please…” Rachel panted.
“Ian has to move first…”
Ian did move, though his legs might as well have been made from gelatin. He managed to pull the condom off before he fell on an empty corner of the bed, but that was all he felt capable of doing. Soon, the mattress dipped as David collapsed forward, his breath as unsteady as Ian’s.
“God,” Rachel finally said.
Ian’s lips felt numb. “I know. Jade, are you…”
“Good. I’m good.”
“Good. David?”
“Good.”
Ian closed his eyes. “Good, we’re all good. I think I need to…”
“Rest?”
“Yeah.”
“Rest is good,” David murmured.
Ian barely had a chance to voice an agreement before exhaustion and satisfaction overwhelmed him.
Chapter 5
At some point in the night, Rachel made her way across the bed to curl into Ian’s side. He automatically wrapped his arm around her, holding her close in his sleep. She wanted to let him rest—even before they all made love, Ian had had a long day. But she couldn’t stop herself from kissing his mouth and nuzzling his neck.
“What is it?” Ian asked thickly.
“Nothing. I didn’t mean to wake you.”
“It’s fine. Are David and Jade…”
“They’re still asleep. Can’t you hear David snoring?”
“Oh. Yeah. How are you feeling?”
“Fine.”
Ian rested his head against hers. “Still sad?”
“I think I’m going to be sad for a while. But it’s not so bad, now. The four of us will always have tonight…this.”
“Is there any way I could convince you to have another night with Jade?”
Rachel snorted. “Why am I not surprised that you asked for that?”
“That’s not a no.”
“Somebody will have to keep her company when she’s miserable and lonely.”
Ian chuckled. “You’re a true humanitarian.”
“I know it. You should go back to sleep.”
“So should you.”
Rachel shifted her position, moving lower to rest her head against his chest and listen to the steady rhythm of his heart. She hadn’t been joking about being there for Jade. Somebody needed to be there for her. Especially since Rachel felt like she had an embarrassment of riches in Ian.
“Think David will be able to look me in the eye in the morning? I might have been a bit more than he bargained for.”
“I don’t think it’ll be a problem,” David said, his voice gravelly in the darkness.
“Did we wake you?” Ian asked.
“No. I don’t know. I don’t think so. I need to go so I leave on time tomorrow, but I don’t want to move.”
“You don’t have to,” Rachel assured him. “I’ll make sure you’re up.”
“You’re not going to dump cold water on my head, are you?”
“And ruin my sheets? No way.”
“Hey…” David’s voice dropped, and Rachel knew the joking was over. “You two know that I love you both, right?”
Rachel wanted to answer, but as soon as she tried, her throat closed up and her eyes burned. She knew if she tried to speak at all, the word would be replaced by a sob. She didn’t want to lose him. Not now. And she hated that it was the threat of that loss that had finally pushed the four of them together.
Ian put a comforting hand on Rachel’s back and answered in her stead. “We know. You don’t have to worry about that.”
“And you’ll look after Jade?”
“Of course.”
“I’m glad she has you two.”
The lump in Rachel’s throat only grew. But she managed to choke out, “You know we’ll be here. We’ll always be here.”
“I know.”
“Now go to sleep. You need to be well rested tomorrow.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
When she heard the unmistakable sound of David snoring, she buried her face in Ian’s chest and let the tears flow silently. He rubbed her back in a slow circle, and she wanted to apologize, but she knew she didn’t need to say it and he didn’t need to hear it. In the morning, she would be the strong one again, giving Jade a shoulder to lean on. She would make everybody a big breakfast, so they could share one more meal together. She would keep up a light-hearted chatter in the car as Ian drove them to the airp
ort. She would hug David goodbye, and look on as Ian and David shook hands in an appropriate farewell. She would turn her gaze away respectfully when David said goodbye to his wife.
In the morning, she would be strong again.
At night, she would relive the moment when the four of them shared something greater than she could have even imagined. A connection she couldn’t have predicted. When they were all linked by the mutual desire to give pleasure. To give love. That, Rachel knew, had been making love at its most basic level.
And one day, all her strength, and all of the love between them would be rewarded, and David would come home. She knew that, because there couldn’t be any other ending to their story.
THE END
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