felt as though he was floating. Shayla was beneath him, kissing him, letting him love her. Rob was behind him. He felt surrounded by their caring. Their love.
This was more than simply fucking. He knew it and so did they.
“Together now.” Rob leaned slightly forward. “Let’s take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”
It was more like rocking than thrusting. Rob allowed Adam to set the pace. He pushed forward, than pulled back. Only a few inches of his cock moved in and out of Shayla. That small motion allowed Rob’s shaft to glide in and out of his ass.
The sounds of moans mixed with whimpers of pleasure. Minutes spun out. None of them wanted this to end. But it couldn’t last.
Adam reached between Shayla’s thighs and stroked her clit. She screamed, her pussy clamping around his dick. The spasms of her orgasm triggered his, and his semen filled the tip of the condom as he came.
The rhythmic clenching set Rob off. Grabbing Adam’s hips, he gave several short, hard pumps and then groaned. Rob jerked against his back. Adam could feel the pulses of Rob’s cock. It was all he could do to keep from collapsing on top of Shayla.
He was breathing so hard he was surprised his lungs didn’t burst. Sweat coated his body. He was exhausted—mind, body and spirit.
He groaned when Rob removed his softening erection. He didn’t want him to leave. Knowing there was nothing else he could do, he pulled away from Shayla, trying to be as gentle as possible. Rob had already removed his condom and was untying Shayla’s hands.
Adam grabbed a fistful of tissues from a box on the bedside table. He carefully removed his condom, rolled the entire mess in the tissues and set it aside to dispose of later.
Rob was rubbing Shayla’s wrists and arms. Her eyes were closed, but there was a tiny smile playing around the corners of her mouth. She was totally tousled. Strands of her dark hair had escaped her braid and were curling around her forehead and throat.
He knew he should leave. His time was up. It was time for him to go home. Alone.
Rob glanced over at that moment and motioned to him. “Why don’t you lie here with Shayla while I get cleaned up?”
Unable to refuse his friend, Adam stretched out next to Shayla. She shivered. The room was growing chilly and her skin was covered in perspiration. They all needed to get cleaned up. In the meantime, he reached down and yanked the covers over them, pulling her into his arms to warm her.
She snuggled against his chest. It was so nice to just lie here. Sex permeated the air but beneath it Adam could smell Rob’s cologne and Shayla’s lotion. The mixture of sandalwood and vanilla was one he was very familiar with. Underlying both those scents was cedar. His own soap. He inhaled and relaxed, soaking in the sense of belonging. Even if it wasn’t real and wasn’t for forever.
Water ran in the background and Adam dozed as he imagined Rob getting cleaned up. He was more than half asleep when he heard the light being clicked off. The mattress shifted seconds later.
He really needed to leave.
Before he could make a move, Rob threw his arm across Shayla and onto Adam’s chest. The warm weight rested there. “Sleep,” Rob ordered.
He told himself he’d stay for a few more minutes. Soak up a little more of the attention and caring. Before he could finish his thought, Adam was asleep.
Rob lay in bed long after his best friend and his wife were asleep. Shayla was curled up tight next to him with Adam on her other side. The king-sized bed managed to hold them all comfortably.
He’d never been one for sharing and had never imagined he’d share his wife, his Shayla, with another man. But Adam was different. A part of him.
He threw his arm over his eyes and sighed. So much to think about and not much time to sort it out. Dawn would soon be here, and the morning would shine a light on their actions from the night before. Would they still be friends? Could they be more?
It had
This was more than simply fucking. He knew it and so did they.
“Together now.” Rob leaned slightly forward. “Let’s take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you.”
It was more like rocking than thrusting. Rob allowed Adam to set the pace. He pushed forward, than pulled back. Only a few inches of his cock moved in and out of Shayla. That small motion allowed Rob’s shaft to glide in and out of his ass.
The sounds of moans mixed with whimpers of pleasure. Minutes spun out. None of them wanted this to end. But it couldn’t last.
Adam reached between Shayla’s thighs and stroked her clit. She screamed, her pussy clamping around his dick. The spasms of her orgasm triggered his, and his semen filled the tip of the condom as he came.
The rhythmic clenching set Rob off. Grabbing Adam’s hips, he gave several short, hard pumps and then groaned. Rob jerked against his back. Adam could feel the pulses of Rob’s cock. It was all he could do to keep from collapsing on top of Shayla.
He was breathing so hard he was surprised his lungs didn’t burst. Sweat coated his body. He was exhausted—mind, body and spirit.
He groaned when Rob removed his softening erection. He didn’t want him to leave. Knowing there was nothing else he could do, he pulled away from Shayla, trying to be as gentle as possible. Rob had already removed his condom and was untying Shayla’s hands.
Adam grabbed a fistful of tissues from a box on the bedside table. He carefully removed his condom, rolled the entire mess in the tissues and set it aside to dispose of later.
Rob was rubbing Shayla’s wrists and arms. Her eyes were closed, but there was a tiny smile playing around the corners of her mouth. She was totally tousled. Strands of her dark hair had escaped her braid and were curling around her forehead and throat.
He knew he should leave. His time was up. It was time for him to go home. Alone.
Rob glanced over at that moment and motioned to him. “Why don’t you lie here with Shayla while I get cleaned up?”
Unable to refuse his friend, Adam stretched out next to Shayla. She shivered. The room was growing chilly and her skin was covered in perspiration. They all needed to get cleaned up. In the meantime, he reached down and yanked the covers over them, pulling her into his arms to warm her.
She snuggled against his chest. It was so nice to just lie here. Sex permeated the air but beneath it Adam could smell Rob’s cologne and Shayla’s lotion. The mixture of sandalwood and vanilla was one he was very familiar with. Underlying both those scents was cedar. His own soap. He inhaled and relaxed, soaking in the sense of belonging. Even if it wasn’t real and wasn’t for forever.
Water ran in the background and Adam dozed as he imagined Rob getting cleaned up. He was more than half asleep when he heard the light being clicked off. The mattress shifted seconds later.
He really needed to leave.
Before he could make a move, Rob threw his arm across Shayla and onto Adam’s chest. The warm weight rested there. “Sleep,” Rob ordered.
He told himself he’d stay for a few more minutes. Soak up a little more of the attention and caring. Before he could finish his thought, Adam was asleep.
Rob lay in bed long after his best friend and his wife were asleep. Shayla was curled up tight next to him with Adam on her other side. The king-sized bed managed to hold them all comfortably.
He’d never been one for sharing and had never imagined he’d share his wife, his Shayla, with another man. But Adam was different. A part of him.
He threw his arm over his eyes and sighed. So much to think about and not much time to sort it out. Dawn would soon be here, and the morning would shine a light on their actions from the night before. Would they still be friends? Could they be more?
It had
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