I waited for her to calm down some. She was a sight to behold. All that dark, luscious skin, those pert nipples, and her dark hair fanned out across the bed with her knees up as I impaled her. I wanted nothing more than to jackrabbit her right now. Chloe felt like she was a virgin. I believed her when she talked about her exes’ small dicks.
I began to move slowly, and I felt every inch as I slid inside her, going deep, wonderfully deep. When I had sheathed myself completely, I stopped. I watched while Chloe gulped several deep breaths as she became accustomed to my size. She blinked a few times and smiled up at me.
“I want more,” she begged. “Please.”
Brook barked out a laugh.
“You wanton hussy,” Brook said.
“Please. He’s simply lovely.”
I began to move. At first, I took it slowly as I slid deep within Chloe’s sensitive flesh. She felt wonderful under me. She let me know when she started to really enjoy it. Chloe raised her head and pressed her forehead to mine to get my attention. Our eyes locked.
“I’m ready for more.”
“You sure? If it’s too much, I bet Brook would be willing to switch with you,” I teased.
“No. I want to see you destroy her,” Brook said.
“Is that what you want?” I asked Chloe.
“Yes, please. Do me harder,” she begged.
If my ego needed pumping up, Chloe made me feel like a sex god as I began to quicken my pace. She started to make grunting noises. When sex is good, people don’t think about how they sound or look. Chloe must have lost her mind because I almost laughed at the noises and faces she made. She wrapped her legs around my hips to try to pull me in even deeper.
“How is she?” Brook asked.
“Incredible.”
“Shut up and shag me,” Chloe ordered.
I was glad that Brook was amused by her antics. I gave Mr. Happy a twitch, causing Chloe to cry out with pleasure. We came together again and again as my speed increased. I started to pound into her as she began a moan that slowly rose in volume. You could hear the staccato slaps as our bodies collided.
I was mindless with need now. Chloe’s legs were tight around me with her ankles locked behind my back. I think she was worried I might get away. Not a chance. I thrust harder, deeper, faster as the tension built. I was almost there, teetering on the precipice of my release, so close. The only thing that kept me from going over was that I wanted Chloe to get there first.
I shifted my angle so that I made sure my pelvis rubbed against her nubbin. That was all it took; she came hard. She urged me to go faster as her orgasm overcame her. Amazing even me was the fact that I held out. I looked at Brook, and she had a satisfied smirk on her face. Chloe must have made some unflattering comments about me. Brook had that look of vindication.
I pulled out as Chloe lay there, off in her orgasmic bliss.
“You want to help me?” I asked Brook.
She just nodded.
I rolled off my condom and took her without preliminaries. She didn’t need any. I suspected she got off watching me take Chloe and turn her into mush. We didn’t do anything fancy; it was just quick and hard. When Brook’s tunnel tightened around my member, it triggered what I’d been holding out on. I think I flooded her when I finally got my release.
“That was bloody amazing,” Chloe said as she watched us entwined together.
“I need a shower,” I announced.
I somehow imagined the girls wanted to compare notes and didn’t think it made sense to sit there through the critique.
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When I came out, Chloe was gone. I crawled back into bed with Brook, and she snuggled up to my side and laid her head on my chest.
“You smell good.”
“They have a mint shampoo,” I shared.
I knew Brook wanted to talk about what had just happened, but I would be damned if I would be the one to bring it up.
“What do you think this all means? Do you think this was a mistake?” she asked.
“Do you regret what we did?” I asked.
Brook took a deep breath and then sighed.
“I worry that I might lose you to someone like her,” she admitted. “You two looked really good together.”
“She never got me off, though,” I tried.
Brook snorted.
“You kill me. Is that how guys decide if a girl is best for them? If they get you off?” she asked.
“We’re not that complicated. Feed us, keep us entertained, and throw in a good orgasm, and we’re happy as can be. Since you do all those things for me, I think I’ll keep you. Heck, Chloe didn’t even offer to feed me,” I mock-complained.
“I love you.”
“I love you, too. Please don’t tell Pam that,” I said.
That earned me a slug.
“Ow!”
“Pam does take great pride that you love her best. Should I be worried?”
“She doesn’t feed me.”
“Well, okay, then.”
“Did you have fun today?” I asked.
“Yeah. Yeah, I did,” Brook said, and then looked up at me again. “I just worry, though.”
“About what?” I asked.
“You heard Chloe. It sounded like she’s gone from one bad relationship to another. She’s been looking for Mr. Right and hasn’t been able to find him. When I told her about you, she seemed sad. She did ask if we wanted to do this again once we get back to LA.”
“What did you tell her?”
