Unveiled in a Trio’s Dance

I reached for Mark, pulling him close, kissing him fiercely, wanting to anchor myself to him. “I love you,” I tried to say, but Lucas’s relentless thrusts turned my words into moans, my eyes fluttering shut.
Lucas turned me onto my stomach, his hands lifting my hips. He teased my entrance again, briefly nudging my ass, but I whispered, “Not there,” and he shifted, sliding back into me, his rhythm steady. Mark, now hard again, knelt before me. I took him in my mouth, my lips and tongue working with a fervor I’d never shown. His erection swelled, a rare second arousal I hadn’t seen in years.

Mark came first, his release spilling into my mouth. I swallowed, embracing the rawness of it, something I’d always shied away from.

Lucas flipped me again, his tongue diving back to my clit, sucking and flicking until I was writhing. I begged him to fuck me, and he obliged, his thrusts deep and fast. I came hard, my body clenching around him. He followed, pulling out to finish across my bare skin, his release warm against me.
As we parted, I admitted to Lucas I’d be open to another night like this. Mark, clearly satisfied, agreed we’d arrange it again.

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