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As long as he’d waited for this, wanted them to be inside her together, he’d resigned himself that he’d have to wait a bit longer. Taylor didn’t want to risk hurting the baby growing inside her and he was afraid that they could.
Jesse didn’t seem to share his concern and apparently neither did Chloe. With her hands firmly planted on his pecs she writhed on his dick, moaning while Jesse fingered her ass, preparing her for his cock.
Bloody fucking hell.
It felt so good. Jesse’s fingers in her ass stroked his cock inside her cunt through the thin membrane of tissue. He squeezed his eyelids closed. Chloe begged for more. And to think he feared her appetite for sex would wane with the pregnancy, but that hadn’t happened at all. If anything, quite the opposite was true.
Their cherry bomb.
Chloe couldn’t get enough of them and they couldn’t get enough of her. Or each other.
“Please, Jesse.” She rocked against his fingers.
She wasn’t satisfied with just one thing, she needed everything. Taylor needed it too, but he had to be sure. He peered into her eyes, pupils dilated with desire, then glanced past her to Jesse, who held his lubed dick between her cheeks.
The baby.
“Is tucked up safe inside. You can’t hurt him.”
He must have spoken out loud.
“God, I need you.” She rocked against them.
“I got you, baby,” Jesse whispered. “We got you.”
Taylor felt Jesse nudge his way inside her through the thin membrane that separated them. Slowly pushing. One hand gripped his shoulder, the other pressed to the small of her back. Chloe bit down on her lip to hold back her cry.
She failed. “Fuck!”
“Relax, love.” He needed to distract her. “Look at me.”
Whimpering, she opened her eyes that were scrunched tightly closed.
“Good girl.”
His fingers sought her clit. Taylor lightly rubbed in slow, smooth circles. He watched as the muscles in her face relaxed bit by bit and her lips parted. She panted out little wisps of lyrical air, arching her back.
He glanced to Jesse, his fingers never leaving her clit, and subtly nodded. The wet walls of her cunt clenched down like a vice, strangulating his cock, as Jesse slowly pushed. Tiny beads of sweat erupted on his brow. Taylor knew it had to be killing him to hold back. He rubbed her clit with more vigor. Jesse pushed farther inside.
“That’s it, little bird,”he praised her. “Let us love you together.”
“Yes. Fuck,” she cried.
He felt it then. Jesse’s cock slid over his, the fine tissue between them barely perceptible as he seated himself fully inside her.
They were inside her together.
They loved her together.
It was an exquisite push and pull, a synchronized rhythm. There was nothing else quite like it. To be this close and this connected to the two people he loved more than his next breath was nothing short of rapture.
Maybe he was dying. He couldn’t breathe. His heart was pounding. It felt like his balls would burst. Taylor forced his eyes open to look at their beautiful faces, his husband and his wife. The world slowed for a moment, his body suspended in the atmosphere, weightlessly floating. Then it spun like a top and he roared, his blood coursing through him as he crashed back to Earth.
The fire in the hearth was little more than glowing embers. Chloe slept on one side of him, tucked in his arm with her head on his chest. Jesse slept on the other. Taylor glanced around the dining room that held a mammoth bed instead of a table and chuckled to himself. He thought of the dinner parties, the birthday parties, the holiday feasts they would have in this room—all the memories they would make here.
The love they would share here.
The laughter.
