so. In that moment, she realized that she should be more like him and ask for support when she needed it.
If she’d told him before that her anxiety was building again, maybe they could have done this first and she wouldn’t have taken out her frustrations on Devon.
“You’re still not with me one-hundred percent,” he paused. “Do you want me to stop?”
It wasn’t a threat—he was genuinely asking. And the fact that he’d walk away now when he so obviously was nearing his own satisfaction after giving her seconds only made her love him that much more.
“Don’t you dare.” She set her nails into his back just enough to show him she was serious.
In response, he began to fuck in earnest, their bodies slapping together in time to their groans. She was surprised when she felt herself about to peak again, or maybe she was still high on the last orgasm. This time she couldn’t even give him so much as a warning.
Her body tipped, clenching around him, hugging him tight as she came and came.
A bead of sweat rolled down his temple but he still resisted joining her, making her a little worried they wouldn’t share the sweetness of a simultaneous release together that afternoon. But she wasn’t about to tell him to stop before he’d experienced the same rapture he’d given her. It would only make her feel like she’d let him down again.
“I swear,” he grunted, then pulled out, making her gasp his name. But she should have realized he wasn’t done with her yet. He flipped her over, placed his forearm across her shoulders, then leaned in on her, pinning her down as he held himself up.
Her mind blanked out, finally free of anything but the weight of him over her and the mass of him filling her when he plunged back inside. He sagged a bit, resting completely on her, heavier on one side as he gave his tortured thigh a break.
He held her close to him as he kept working behind her, getting impossibly deep in this position. His hand slid beneath her and his fingers targeted her clit, pinching it a bit as he hammered into her, making the bed protest.
That was the only thing complaining.
Kayla screamed his name and let go, giving herself over to him. She was pretty sure she had nothing left in reserve when he leaned down and bit her shoulder right before his strokes turned jerky. He roared and thrust into her fully one last time before yielding to his own orgasm. As he seared her with his release, she came too, the relief so intense she nearly passed out.
Kayla wasn’t sure if she had fallen into a nap or if she was so relaxed that she zoned out for a while, with Dave sheltering her in his arms, until footsteps climbing the stairs had him tensing and rousing her too. She went to her elbow on the bed and drew the sheet over her and Dave.
But she shouldn’t have bothered. Because it was James who stuck his head into the bedroom and looked around, grinning when he saw them tangled up in his sheets.
“I found them!” he called over his shoulder. “And I think they were having fun without us.”
Kayla lifted her head from Dave’s chest long enough to wink at him.
“Hey! The rules are no one gets to come in my bed unless I do too.” Neil bounded up the stairs next. Devon tailed him, looking unsure, something that didn’t suit her at all.
“Well, you better catch up then.” Dave scooted over, still clutching Kayla to his warm, solid body. “Don’t mind if we watch because I’m not moving any time soon.”
“If you play spectator you might be ready for round two sooner than you think.” James raised a brow, as if he wouldn’t mind that one bit.
Kayla might have believed she was exhausted and utterly satisfied only moments ago but the idea had her tingling all over. Especially because she felt an epic need to repair the rift she’d hewn in her relationship with Devon earlier. “Why don’t you take that as a challenge then? Let me see you spoil your lovely wife. And we’ll see where things take us.”
Hopefully Devon would accept that as the olive branch Kayla intended it to be.
“I hope you know I’ll always do my best for you,” Devon said, quieter and more seriously.
“I do, even if I’m a shit friend and can’t always claim the same. I’m sorry for