She had to brace her hands on Ned’s chest to keep from collapsing, and he kept the Hitachi pressed against her, relentlessly making her come.
Finally, Ned’s voice pierced through the veil. “Look at me, pet,” he said.
She forced her eyes open, staring down into his blue gaze. “Yes, Sir.”
“One more, then we’ll fuck our sweet girl and you can take that dress off.”
“I’m not putting it on,” Todd said. She felt Hunter get shoved against her. “And I’m fucking horny. Can we please start fucking now?”
She rested her head against Hunter’s shoulder as one more orgasm rippled through her.
Hunter kissed her as he started moving, started fucking her, the friction of his body and Ned’s below her, even after Ned switched off the Hitachi and pulled it away, drawing one last, small orgasm from her.
“Good…girl,” Ned grunted as he started fucking his cock up into her. She wasn’t sure which man came first, but they were soon all moaning and coming and she realized she was the luckiest woman in the whole world.
Orange.
There was nothing else like it, and no place else where she’d rather be than right here.
As she lay there on top of Ned, catching her breath, Hunter flipped the skirt of her dress over her head. “Don’t move, sweetie.”
She gave him a thumbs-up.
She felt Hunter and Todd get out of bed. It felt like she and Ned were in their own little mini tent. He stared up at her and pulled her down for another kiss.
“Love you, pet,” he whispered.
She smiled. “Love you, too, Sir.”
Hunter and Todd returned, helped her pull her dress off over her head, and got her cleaned up. Then she curled up next to Ned. “We could buy a new house,” she said. “Bigger bedroom. Then put two king-sized beds in it.”
Hunter, their household accountant, shook his head. “Nope. Two queens—”
The other three started laughing.
“Ha ha.” He sat on the end of the bed and stroked her feet. She loved his foot rubs, especially when they usually led to sex. “We’re going to be smart on how we spend our money. I won’t be working, and she needs to take it easy.”
They’d keep her apartment until the lease was up, able to use it for a mini retreat if two of them wanted to get away overnight.
“Are you okay, Dani?” Todd asked. “Feeling okay?”
“Just tired. Long day. And I didn’t sleep good last night because someone didn’t let me come.” She looked at Ned.
“Is that a request to keep coming?” he asked.
“Oh, shit, baby.” Todd chuckled. “You’re in trouble now.”
“I don’t mind.” She rolled over to face him, leaning in and kissing him. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
“So…” She giggled. “Which one of you two was the bride?”
Ned laughed. “Not me.”
“You were a very handsome bride,” she told Todd.
He rolled his eyes. “You’re lucky you’re cute and I love you.”
“Oh, believe me. I know how lucky I am. I’m the luckiest woman on the planet.”
THE END
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Tymber Dalton lives in the Tampa Bay region of Florida with her husband (aka “The World’s Best Husband™”) and too many pets. If she’s not writing, she’s probably out shooting skeet or playing DnD with her friends.
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