Charity looked like a goddess draped over the pillows, her legs still twined around Val’s hips as she caressed him. Justin reclined next to her and allowed them their moment, the little bubble they were obviously still encapsulated in.
Val tilted his head and his tongue flicked against her lower lip as he kissed her and Justin smiled at her happy sound as she kissed him back. They’d made her happy and that was what mattered the most to him. If she was happy then he was content. Val kissed her throat one last time as he lifted and withdrew from her.
Her lashes fanned her flushed cheeks as she tilted her head to look up at Justin and he saw the hesitation and vulnerability in her eyes before she lowered them again. Somewhere deep inside, she still worried.
Laying his hand on her breast bone, Justin leaned forward to kiss her warm lips. “Was it good?”
“It was…incredible.” Her heart was in her eyes as she stroked his cheek and said, “Thank you. For everything.”
Ransome was lying on her other side, looking relaxed until Justin noticed the set of his jaw and the way he gripped the base of his fiercely erect cock. Somehow he managed to wait patiently while she recovered.
Justin kissed her again and murmured, “Ransome needs you.”
“I need him, too.”
Val had reclined across the end of the bed, making room for them, and all three of them watched as she turned onto her knees and crawled over to Ransome, a ravenous look in her eyes, taking her time as she straddled him.
Giving her ass a little wiggle, she looked back at them with sparkling mischief in her eyes, as if letting them know she knew they were there. She was so beautiful, so sexually powerful, and she was the one in charge at the moment.
Justin enjoyed watching her have free reign. In life, she loved to take charge but in the bedroom she was usually a soft little kitten. He enjoyed sharing this intimacy with Val and Ransome now. It seemed the natural progression.
Ransome closed his eyes and let out a quiet growl as he caressed her thighs. Her long blonde curls slid over his chest as she leaned in and kissed him while stroking his shoulders. A flush crept into his cheeks as he tilted his head and tugged at her lower lip with his teeth. “Want you, Charity. Wanted you for what feels like my whole fucking life.”
The candlelight reflected on her golden skin as she arched her back and pressed her breasts against his chest and deepened the kiss. Ransome slid his fingertips up and down her spine, raising gooseflesh on her skin until she reached back and clasped her hands with his and then lifted them so they rested above his head on the headboard.
Justin looked over at Val and returned his silent chuckle as they watched her with his cousin. Ransome’s eyes glittered as he let her have her way with him—at least for the moment. He looked down at his twitching cock, trapped between them, and grinned up at her. “What next, angel?”
Her smile was instantaneous at the endearment. She shifted and Justin watched as she slid her wet pussy along his length. Ransome groaned as he looked up at her, challenge in his eyes, and flexed his hips as if trying to position himself so he’d slide into her cunt. She giggled and angled her hips, deflecting his effort but teasing him more with her silkiness. Justin chuckled, knowing she would tease Ransome until she was good and fucking ready to take him. He’d been there and tried that a time or two.
Lucky bastard.
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Ransome reached up and drew her head down so he could kiss her again as she rubbed against him. He wanted her more than he wanted to breathe, but the sparkle in her eyes as she played stilled his attempts to slide deep inside her.
He took a breath, hoping to slow his growing need for orgasm. She was too beautiful and this moment was too precious to rush through it. He’d wanted to taste her pussy first, or at least he had before she’d taken the initiative and climbed on top of him.
He stroked her tongue with his as he pressed back against her lips, hoping to communicate that he was hers. Hers to play with however she wanted. Her hardened nipples rubbed against his chest, leaving sizzling trails of sensation wherever she touched him. His cock grew slick with her hot juices and he groaned as she flexed her hips and her pussy lips stroked the head of his cock. Rubbing against her, he felt the moment they lined up perfectly and fought the urge to thrust deep, preferring to let her take him in her own good time if that was what she needed.
She lifted her head and whispered, “I dreamed about this, imagined what it would be like if I ever had the chance.” She released his hands and he cupped the back of her head as he continued kissing her, waves of hot pleasure coursing through his entire body as she ground against him and the head of his shaft breached her swollen opening. She trembled and moaned against his lips as he just barely slipped inside her.