“You have such a big cock, I’m gonna need your help here,” Jaxon admitted.
“Can’t wait to fuck you with it,” Remy challenged.
Freeing up his left hand, Remy placed his hand around Jax’s cock. Together, their hands slid up and down their cocks while their hips ground against one another, finding accord.
“Kiss me again,” Jax asked rather than demanded.
“Yes,” Remy agreed, lowering his head and claiming Jax’s mouth, stabbing his tongue deep.
The sweet unmistakable scent of a woman came to Remy, distracting him even as Jaxon drew back to allow Remy to look over. Leaning back against the bedroom doorway, Eve watched, her eyes widened in awe not anger.
“Eve,” he murmured. “Come here.”
“No, this time’s just for you and Jaxon.”
“You can be with us any time you want, baby girl.”
“Finish each other off. That’s an order,” she insisted, tapping her foot.
Jaxon laughed. “She’s skirting dangerously close to a spanking, don’t you think, Remy?”
“Let’s come first,” he insisted.
“At your command,” Jax agreed, resuming his grip on Remy’s shaft.
Thrusting and jerking each other off mercilessly, their mouths crashed together. Remy was sure he’d have a fat lip along with a happy cock after this. Not that he cared.
All that seemed to matter was the continuous drive to get the other to come first. Remy wasn’t sure which of them would win, but judging the amount of pre-cum dampening Jax’s cock head, it wasn’t going to be long before he did.
Using it to his advantage, Remy gathered up Jax’s pre-cum, rubbing it all over his erection, joining it with his. Strange though it might be, it was his masculine attempt to stamp ownership.
Jax began humping him faster, jerking him harder. Remy gave the same attention, even as his balls drew taut and cum raced forth. Together they came, semen spurting.
Tension eased for the time being, they slumped together, holding each other up. A gentle hand touched Remy’s back, Eve’s hand. Using his clean right hand, he reached back, caught her and brought her into their inner circle.
She nestled up against Jax’s back, wrapping her arms around him and resting her hands on Remy’s hips. “That was beautiful,” she whispered.
“You’re an incredible woman, Evelyn,” Jax murmured.
“Thank you. I’m also hungry. Honestly, if I don’t eat, sex is out of the question.”
“Are you sore, sugar?”
“Surprisingly, I’m not but I think I may have had too many orgasms or something. I’m shaky.”
Remy watched the color bleach from her face. She wasn’t kidding.
“Let’s get her back to bed, Remy,” Jaxon said, drawing back to pick her up and carry her to the bedroom.
Remy had to admit Jax was strong. Remembering the sodas he’d taken from the fridge, he went to the sink, washed up and dried off with a paper towel before grabbing the Cokes from the small countertop and entering the room.
“Here, sugar,” he said, opening a Coke and handing her the bottle. “Drink it slow.”
“Thank you,” she replied, accepting it and drinking it slowly.
“Thanks,” Jaxon said when Remy handed him a Coke, their fingers touching.
Jax’s fingers were slightly damp. The smell of desert flowers permeated the air. He must’ve washed his hands in a hurry to look after Eve. Remy liked knowing Jax really did care about her.
Letting go of Jax, Remy kept the third Coke and perched on the side of the bed to take a good long drink. Looking at his lovers reclining back against the headboard, his heart had never been so full of love.
A knock at the suite door interrupted him before he said words he’d better not say yet. Leaving his Coke on the bedside table, he rushed into the bathroom, grabbed a bath towel to cover up and went to answer the door.
A waiter pushed a cart into the room. “Where would you like this, sir?”
“Just leave it in the middle of the room, I’ll take it from there,” Remy said.
“Give room service a call when you’d like to have it picked up and place the cart in the hallway afterward,” the waiter said, pushing it to the center of the room.
Remy thanked the guy and signed the bill, adding a tip after lifting the silver dome from the tray and seeing a gigantic bowl of whipped cream.
Shortly, the waiter left and Remy pushed the cart to the bedroom, witnessing his lovers kissing each other passionately as he entered. Stopping and rocking back on his feet, he enjoyed the sight of their mouths touching and tongues tangling together.
Breaking off from his temporary spell when they drew apart, he moved forward. Parking the cart next to the bed, Remy plopped on the bed.
“Thought you were hungry, sugar.”
“I am,” Eve said.
“Let’s eat,” Jaxon insisted, easing up onto his haunches and looking over the fruit and cheese platter. “Perfect, extra whipped cream.”
“Extra,” Eve repeated. “What do we need extra for?”
“You’ll see, baby girl.”
“I can’t wait.”
Neither could Remy. Instead of saying so, he dished up a plate of sliced cheddar, colby and pepper-jack cheeses and a handful of crackers, added a generous helping of strawberries, pineapple and seedless grapes and two dollops of whipped cream. Handing the plate to Eve, he went to serve Jaxon.
Surprisingly, Jaxon had already begun filling up a plate, this one for Remy.
“Here you go,” Jax said, handing it over. “Eat, Remy, you need it as much as Evelyn.”
“You too,” Remy insisted. “Maybe we should create a sex workout video.”
“That’d be fun. It’d be even better if Jaxon made a how-to striptease and become ripped video,” Eve said, watching Jaxon make his own plate.
“You like my body, Evelyn?” Jax asked, selecting cheddar cheese and heaping a hearty amount of fruit on his plate.
“I love it. If I had my way, I’d bathe you in whipped cream and lick it off.”
“Now that I could get into, sugar,” Remy agreed, looking his man up and down.
Taking his plate to his side of the bed, Remy yanked his towel off with his free hand and climbed into bed next to Eve, propping himself against the headboard and her shoulder.
“This is nice,” he said, leaning more into her than against the hard headboard.
“Umm-hmm,” she agreed, making room for Jaxon to take his place beside her.
For a little while they ate, mainly talking about Dare, Nevada. Whenever the history of the town came into the equation, Eve perked up, her curiosity on full display as she asked questions and learned more.
“We really put you through it, huh?” he asked her.
“I’m not complaining, especially now that you’ve fed me,” she said.
“You need a little more, baby girl.” Jaxon took a strawberry off his plate, dipped it in whipped cream and offered it to her.
“I’m good,” she told him, but the closer Jax’s fingers and the berry came to her face, the more she obviously wanted it. “Okay, you win.”
“Open wide, I’ll hold the stem, you take the rest,” Jax urged, waiting for her to accept the fruit in her mouth.
Her lips parted, all but the stem of the cream-tipped strawberry disappearing, her eyes widening in delight. She giggled and chewed, watching Jax pull his hand back so she could enjoy the treat.
“You too, Remington,” Jax insisted, having to scoot to the edge of the bed to get another strawberry from the serving tray. Fortunately, Remy had left the cart close enough to the bed that they could put their plates safely aside and retrieve food whenever they wanted.
But then the placement of the cart didn’t matter once Jaxon crawled over Eve to offer the freshly dipped berry to Remy. Opening his mouth, he watched whipped cream slip off the end and plop on his chest. The chill was instant, exciting him.
“You did that on purpos
e,” Remy accused.
“Did I?” Jax didn’t look contrite. If anything, he looked proud of himself for creating a mess. “Well then, might as well continue the trend.”
“Hey, now wait a minute,” Remy argued even as Jax used the sticky strawberry to paint whipped cream and red juice all over his chest.
“Here’s another, Jax,” Eve offered, causing Remy’s eyes to dart to where she’d last been.
Somewhere in the last minute everything changed. She was no longer against the headboard. She’d gotten up onto her knees and was busy handing fruit heavily laden with whipped cream to Jaxon.
“Eve, what are you doing?” Remy demanded.
“Watching a Master create a work of art,” she answered, her eyes locking onto Remy’s chest.
Remy hadn’t looked down until then. He’d been aware of the chilled fruit and whipped cream, the stickiness and the slickness of it all sliding over his skin.
He didn’t expect to see a whipped cream ghost painted on his chest. He’d have had one of them lick it off if it weren’t for taking another strawberry, biting off the end and trailing it over Remy’s nipple.
Remy’s hips jacked off the mattress. Damn good thing someone moved their plates away, though he could barely remember when that happened.
He meant to say something to stop the silliness, but speech was difficult. Jax coated Remy’s other nipple, twirling it around and around. The whipped cream was cold, slick, making Remy’s nipples harden to taut little points
Yeah, no, speech wasn’t gonna happen other than a few manly grunts. Next thing Remy knew, he had Eve plastered to his right side, Jax to his left.
Then Eve moved with the prowess of siren, her clever mouth latching onto one nipple and sucking it far harder than he’d expected. He heard himself growl, felt one of his arms move to grasp her long hair. Running his fingers through the length, he trapped her right there over his nipple.
“Suck off all that whipped cream and juice, sugar.”
She stopped long enough to hum consent, resuming her tender sucking and licking. Hell yeah, her licking damn near did him in. His cock thickened more with every twirl of her clever tongue.
Eve shifted to place herself closer to his other nipple, sucking it clean. Her breasts smashed into his ghost-painted chest, ruining Jax’s design. Remy wasn’t going to stop her. Hot fucking damn, she felt good.
A man’s hand grabbed Remy’s cock, slowly jerking him to full erection. Jax’s grip was strong yet soft, relentless yet knowing the right amount of pressure to exert. A warm thumb manipulated his foreskin, tucking it beneath his crown.
“Oh fuck,” he uttered, sensing what was to come before it happened but unable and unwilling to stop the sensation of berry juice and whipped cream coating his dick.
“Kiss Remy, baby girl, then get your pretty ass down here and suck him until he’s clean and hard enough to pound nails,” Jax commanded their sub.
She sighed and hummed, sucking Remy’s nipple one last time to be sure she’d cleaned him off before kissing him, giving him a taste of berry and whipped cream before trailing her mouth down his chest to his groin.
“Don’t suppose either of you care that we’re going to ruin the sheets?” Remy murmured, trying to be the voice of reason.
“Nada,” Eve uttered softly now that she’d planted herself between Remy’s legs.
Just as Jaxon ordered, she took hold of his cock, lovingly working him. She wasn’t satisfied with that. She gripped him, turning her clever little tongue loose on his rod, licking off whipped cream and strawberry juice.
“Umm, delicious,” she murmured between licks.
“You have a clever mouth, sugar,” Remy heard himself say.
Jax stretched out along Remy’s side, his mouth seeking Remy’s nipple, sucking on it with such strength, he jerked Remy right off the mattress.
This was too good, the best of both words. Jaxon and Eve, licking and sucking and doing a mighty fine job of it. Jax moved to his other nipple, giving it a thorough sucking before he got busy cleaning away the remainder of whipped cream from Remy’s chest.
Eve’s mouth parted over Remy’s crown, slipping down and taking him in. Bobbing her head, she played and sucked, licking his glans when she drew up and almost off, paying particular attention to his urethral opening.
Damn, he loved when she did that. Loved it more when she sucked and nibbled at the underside before drawing on his cock head so hard, he saw stars.
“Suck me, love, take me as deep as you can,” he commanded of her, thrusting up at her, fucking her mouth, losing control.
Eve adjusted her position, swallowing him deeper than she’d done before. Loving what she was doing, he growled when Jax abandoned his nipples. Though Remy shouldn’t have worried, Jax was heading south to hopefully join up with Eve.
Suddenly, Eve backed off. Remy lifted his head, shocked at the love he felt simply watching his lovers meet in a sexy kiss before touching their mouths to his crown.
Together, they worked his cock, pleasure was surreal. Eve’s mouth slid down one side, Jaxon on the other, their tongues working madly.
“Condom, baby girl, now,” Jax urged, his voice deep, dark, unbelievably sexy.
Eve retreated long enough to grab a condom from the bed. There’d been a few from their first go-round. She ripped open the package, pulled the condom out and rolled it onto Remy’s cock.
As soon as his dick was sheathed in latex, Jax picked her up off her knees, carefully turning her around until she was flat on the bed looking up at ceiling. Taken by how beautiful she was, he breathed in deeply, wanting nothing more than to see to her pleasure.
“Get on her, Remington, fuck her. She needs you,” Jax encouraged, spreading Eve’s legs for her.
Remy shifted up to his knees, climbing into place on top of her. He was a big man, but he knew exactly how to steady himself to keep from crushing her beneath him.
Jaxon parted her thighs a bit more, running his hand back and forth between Remy’s dick and Eve’s cunt. Eve arched her hips upward, her mouth opened in a silent O, need making her skin flush pink and hot.
Entering her on a slow, measured glide, Remy marveled at how well they fit together. Her sheath was warm, her silken muscles slick enough to accept his generous size, surrounding him in her snug vaginal grip.
Busy thrusting, he welcomed the feel of her arms coming up and around his shoulders, bracing herself…or maybe bracing him. Wedging himself farther up onto his arms, he looked down to where he and Eve where joined, discovering Jax’s hand working Eve’s clit with the precision of a Master hell bent on driving pleasure, hers and Remy’s.
Eve cried out, trying to roll around, pleading for Remy to move faster, harder. Turning his head to look at Jax, he caught his lover’s eye. Heat flared, threatening to send Remy over the edge.
Then he knew why Jaxon stared at him so intently. A plea resided in the other man’s violet eyes, a plea Remy desperately wanted to accept.
Wanting Jax beyond reason, he nodded consent, continuing to make love to Eve. No sooner than he thrust into Eve, Remy felt Jax move away, followed by the sound of tearing foil and generous squirts of lubricant.
Keeping his attention on Eve, Remy gave as much of his cock as she could take, withdrew on a slow, slow glide, slamming home again, stilling right there.
A warm male body moved up behind Remy. A gentle, wet hand landed on his backside. “I’ll take you slowly at first. Keep on loving our Evelyn, love her good.”
“Always,” Remy assured.
“Oh god, Jax, please, I want to feel you fuck him,” Eve murmured, yanking Remy’s head down for a kiss.
Umm, she was delicious, tasting of berries, cream and sex. A better combination he couldn’t fathom until Jax’s lube-slickened fingers worked their way into his asshole.
Bearing down and taking a deep breath, Remy fucked Eve while Jax finger-fucked him. Jax’s fingers felt great, the burn gone behind the pleasure of being filled and the antici
pation of what was to come, Jax’s cock.
“Are you ready, Remy?” Jax asked, his voice coming close to Remy’s ear.
“Yes,” he granted, lowering his head to Eve’s shoulder, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, kissing her there. Her arms tightened around his shoulders, her hips stilling.
“Hold him steady, Evelyn,” Jaxon crooned, fingers withdrawing, leaving Remy ready and lubricated.
“I love you, Remy. I won’t let go. Ever,” she claimed.
A male hand rested at Remy’s hip, sliding upward to his rib cage, caressing, soothing until his hand came to his shoulder, bracing him as Jaxon’s smooth legs aligned on either side of Remy’s.
Jax’s body heat intensified, his grip tightening. “Hang on, lovers.”
Unable to do much more than lay there wrapped in Eve’s arms, feeling nothing but love and the snugness of her warm pussy, Remy felt the initial prod of Jax’s cock in his ass, meeting up with natural resistance.
He was freed temporarily when Jaxon got up on his hands and knees. A drizzle of lubricant met Remy’s asshole, tickling, distracting him. Jaxon’s thumb spread the lube in and out, withdrew, his cock head replacing his thumb, entering again, deeper, farther, pushing past the erotic burn.
“Oh, yeah, fuck me,” Remy shouted.
“You’re tight, lover. If I go fast, we’re all gonna be done too soon.”
Lust filled him then, lust and hot, hard cock slickened with a condom and extra lubricant. The burn of being penetrated took Remy’s breath, robbing his heartbeat until he took control and pushed back against Jax, taking his lover so deeply, soft testicles brushed his ass.
“That’s it. Take me into you. I’ve got you, Remington. We’ve got you,” Jaxon whispered, working his cock in and out of Remy’s ass, driving him mad, pushing his submissive buttons even as his dominant streak demanded he stroke his dick in and out of Eve’s lush, tight pussy.
“Love you, Remy,” Eve assured in his ear. She in turn began moving, taking his cock, giving him the kind of loving only she could provide, hot, wet, beautifully silken and never ending.
The slap of Jax’s balls and uninhibited sounds of flesh slapping flesh unleashed Remy’s masculine pride. Using his strength to lever himself up enough to thrust back at Jaxon, he didn’t forget his woman.
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