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And yeah, she’d gotten her rocks off for sure. So had I. But something had happened in that bathroom that changed the way I looked at and felt about her. Something between us… I dunno. Something just clicked.
I’d been thinking about her a lot, but then again, so had Preston. Earlier in the night, over a couple of beers, I’d managed to get their story out of him. I’d been both envious and strangely turned on as he’d told me all about their speed dating tryst. And when I’d reciprocated, telling him how she followed me into the bathroom and nearly fucked the soul out of me? I saw the same jealous look in his eyes.
I knew Preston had been dying to get another crack at her. And so, rather than grab another couple of beers, I’d grabbed my phone instead, and put it to good use.
The plan was as simple as it was ridiculous: get her hot, get her horny, get her here. This place was an hourly-rate motel, built strictly for fucking. Brick by brick, someone had constructed it for exactly the kind of situation that was unfolding right now.
Worst case scenario, she balked and went home. Hell, she already hated me. She’d hated me all her life. Then again, how much could you really hate someone you just drove clear across town for, in boots like these, dressed purely for sex?
That part confused me, just as it did Harper. We loved to hate each other, so maybe it stood to reason we hated to love each other, too. Fuck if I knew. All I was really sure of was these boots were totally fucking doing it for me.
Buried comfortably inside her, I leaned over her back and put my lips against her ear. She was still busy with Preston. She didn’t stop sucking him, or even miss a beat.
“I didn’t realize you were this greedy,” I whispered accusingly.
Harper moaned, then pulled my roommate from her lips with a wet pop.
“You called me, remember?”
“Yeah,” I chuckled. “And you came.”
Staring at me over her shoulder, Harper screwed her ass back into me even harder. Her smile was wicked.
“Not yet...”
My God, now she was fucking me with her eyes, too. Those jewel-like eyes were glazed over with lust, turning me that much more on as she went back to blowing my friend. I dug in and pumped her harder, drilling her faster, giving her exactly what she wanted. Her whimpers grew louder. Her moans turned to groans and then cries of pleasure, until she couldn’t take it any longer.
Harper came like the end of the world, her insides surging around me as she pulled Preston from her throat with a desperate gasp. She gripped him with both hands as she came, contracting wildly, bucking against me and twisting her hips until I was in the exact spot she needed me to be.
I drilled her straight through her orgasm, and then right out the other side. The lust in her eyes turned to pure adoration. The usual sarcasm and hatred dropped away, at least for the moment, leaving her spent and dizzy and totally vulnerable.
In that one brief moment, I actually loved her.
Fuck!
And that scared me more than anything else in the whole fucking world.
“I… guess we gotta switch, then?” I finally murmured.
By now Preston was desperate. If he didn’t get to fuck her soon, he might explode.
“Yes,” Harper breathed, adding a nod.
“Tell us, then.”
She moaned softly through another aftershock of her insane climax, but said nothing. Her eyes were half-closed. Her body was spent.
“Tell us to switch.”
I needed to hear her to say it. I wanted her to own it, to give us full permission, to make this whole crazy experience as much hers as it was ours.
Besides, for some freaky reason, hearing her tell us to switch would seriously turn me on.
Harper’s lips, swollen from kissing and sucking and everything else, could only barely form the words.
“Switch…”
I withdrew, and slid to the opposite side of the bed. Harper locked eyes with me as Preston eagerly took my place. She bit her lip as he pushed his way inside, and together they moaned with how amazingly good it felt. But her ice-blue eyes never left mine. Even as he began thrusting into her, she never once looked away.
