Page 124 of Three Hockey Hotties

Benjamin is the first to nod. “Yes.”

Finally, Dash agrees as well. “Yeah.”

I look at Abby. “This is gonna be great, Lollipop.”

Her grin is genuine. “I know.”

Then, when I expect Benjamin to take over, our girl steps up.

“Since we need to be a little careful with you,” she tells me, extricating herself from Dash and Benjamin and stepping close to the mattress before putting one knee next to my hip. “You stay just like that. And I’ll ride you.”

“Fuck,” I say reverently.

This is perfect. Not only did she invite us into her space, but if she takes over and leads things, everyone will fucking relax.

She was the hesitant one about the relationship. She was the one who pulled back and put space between us.

Now she’s back. If she’s the one to tell us what she wants, lead us through this first time of us all actually having sex together, Benjamin and Dash will both feel so much better.

I love her for understanding that and for taking this initiative.

She needs to take this power, and they need her to have this power.

She swings her leg over my hips, settling herself on my thighs, straddling me.

Her hand wraps around my cock, and I move mine out of the way. She gives me a nice long stroke.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” she says softly.

“I’m feeling great,” I tell her honestly.

“I know you are at the moment,” she tells me, stroking me again. “But if that changes, you also say carrot cake.”

I grin up at her and wrap my hand around hers, making her squeeze me tighter and stroke faster. “The thing is, I fucking love carrot cake.”

She laughs. “What sweet thing do you not love?”

I shake my head. “Exactly. How about I say spinach? I am not a huge fan of spinach.”

She leans over and says, “Perfect,” just before licking over the head of my cock and making my eyes roll back in my head.

After giving me a few swirls of her tongue, and then a firm lick, she moves her sweet pussy up over my cock, rubbing up and down the length and showing me just how wet she already is.

I groan. “She’s so ready for us boys,” I say gruffly, gripping her hips and slowing the way she’s grinding on me.

“I am,” she agrees. She looks over her shoulder at them. She wiggles her butt. “Who’s going to take my ass?”

“Jesus,” Benjamin curses.

I understand where he’s coming from. Hearing our sweet girl talk like this is like a shot of heat straight to my veins.

I move a hand between us and find her clit, circling the pad of my thumb over the sweet spot.

She gasps, then moans my name.

“I think Dash wants to take your ass with me the first time,” I tell her.

I meet my best friend's gaze over the top of our girlfriend's head.