We didn’t even make it off the couch.
Clothes were already gone, bodies hot and pressed together, the rain still tapping the windows like it was cheering us on. Jake was sitting in the middle, legs spread wide, c**k standing straight up, thick and shiny from our mouths earlier. Ava and I were on our knees between his thighs, side by side like we’d done this a hundred times even though it was the first.
I looked at her my own face staring back, flushed, lips swollen and something flipped inside me. Not jealousy. Hunger. I wanted to see her lose it. I wanted Jake to see us both lose it.
I leaned in first, licking a slow stripe up the underside of his d**k, tasting the salt of precum mixed with our spit. Ava copied me on the other side, our tongues meeting at the tip, swirling around the
