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Bardot lubed us up and murmured something.

“Hmm?”

“I said—” He raked his fingers over my ass and I shivered. “I didn’t expect you to be so ready for me.”

I was thankful he couldn’t see my face. “I might have had some fun in the shower…”

“Without me?” He smacked my ass, and I jumped, driving deeper into Pink. She moaned, rocking her hips, dragging me in and out of her as Sebastian worked me open with his thick cock.

I held still, letting myself adjust to him as Pink rocked forward and back. This wouldn’t take long at all.

“Fuck, Michael,” Sebastian groaned. “You take me so well.”

And that was it. It was all I needed. I gripped Pink’s hips and planted my feet.

Bardot pumped from behind, and Pink rocked in front of me. And my body erupted into a million pieces as pleasure rocketed through me from all directions.

Pink pulsed around my cock, milking every drop out of me as Bardot grasped my waist and unloaded his release into me, crying out my name in a strained whisper.

Bardot pulled out first, grasping my chin and turning my head for a deep kiss. His tongue dipped into my mouth, our lips crushing together as I slid out of Pink and pulled her into a tight embrace.

“I love you two so much,” I ground out, running my hands along their jerseys—my jerseys.

“I love you, too,” Pink said, her face glowing as she squeezed us.

“Let’s take this love fest home, okay?” Bardot said, grabbing our clothes and tossing them to us. “We’re lucky we didn’t caught—”

“Oh, my God. Did you have to work tonight?” I slipped my pants on and watched Pink adjust my jersey over her breasts.

“No, I had the night off.”

Relief surged over me. The last thing we needed was Coach Locke perusing the halls, looking for a post-game chat.

Bardot peeked out the door. “All clear.”

We slipped out, barely holding in laughter as endorphins rushed through us. Being with these two was as electrifying as being on the ice.

I smacked Emily’s ass as she slid in front of me, wiggling her hips and guaranteeing another round when we got home.

Home.

A home we were creating day by day. I loved it. I loved both of them with my entire heart. For so long, I thought I’d be alone and there I was, two people I was ready to devote my life to.

“When we get home—”

The rest of my sentence froze in my throat as we rounded the corner.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Sebastian

“Would you believe me if I told you we were only back here because we were looking for something?” Michael asked, leaning against the wall.

He was oozing a little too much charm in his post-orgasm, post-win haze.

Julie eyed him up and down and scowled. “No.”

Em’s face burned scarlet, and I fought the urge to wrap my arm around her. She would kill me if I gave away anything before the three of us figured out what to do.

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