but we still don’t make it to the house. Standing outside next to the helicopter in scraps of clothes and mostly naked, we resume our kissing, his lips on mine, then hers on his and then I lose track of whose hands are where.
“I think it’s his turn, Hanna,” I whisper before kissing him again. She drops to her knees in front of him and takes him into her mouth, eliciting a low growl from his chest. Pulling away, I watch as he bites his lip, and I run my thumb across the bottom one, licking a line from his chin to his ear. His fingers press harshly into my back.
“So tense,” he whispers as his hand engulfs my cock. “Why do you keep stopping us? Let it go.”
“But—”
She must have heard him because she turns right back toward me, swallowing me down in one strong pull, and I feel myself seizing up.
He moves away from my front to hold me from behind. I feel the warmth of his kiss against my neck as his hand roams my chest. Looping an arm around my waist and one around my head, he pulls my weight onto his chest.
“Just let go, Nash. We’ve got you.”
Hanna’s mouth pumps harder, and I lose all control. Ellis’s erection presses firmly against my back as I let out a heavy groan, coming hard into Hanna’s mouth.
I feel her throat working as she swallows it down, slowing her motion and running her hands up my thighs. I feel like heavy mud, lax in Ellis’s arms.
“Fuck…” I say as he runs his hands across my chest.
“Feel better?” he whispers in my ear.
Opening my eyes, I stare straight ahead. Hanna stands up, and immediately kisses Ellis over my shoulder. Pulling away from his lips, the three of us pressed together and impossibly close, smiles suddenly warm on each of our faces.
"Why don't we go inside?” Ellis says, nudging us toward the house. Leaving our discarded clothes on the ground, we walk together toward the patio door.
Once inside, I can’t let go of Hanna, thinking of how beautiful she was swallowing it down the way she did.
“You two, go to the bedroom. I’ll be there in a moment,” he says from the bar.
He doesn’t have to tell us twice. It’s only a moment after we get to the room when Ellis follows us in, handing me a glass of the whiskey we drank the night in the pool.
“You have a seat right there. Relax.”
With a glance toward the chair in the corner, I do as he says. I’m in nothing but my pants, still undone and hanging open.
Then, I watch as Ellis finishes the job of taking off his clothes. He turns toward Hanna, and I enjoy the point of view for a moment, being the one watching, getting to be the outsider, but not feeling like the outsider.
Ellis leans down, hooking his hands under her thighs as he lifts and wraps her legs around his waist. She lets out a playful laugh as she kisses him, and I can't help but smile. This feels so good, being with them like this.
He takes her to the bed, and my dick starts to rouse already as he tosses her onto the mattress, climbing over her like a prowling animal. He stretches his body over hers, and I watch as he presses kisses down her chest until he licks and nips at the tawny buds of her breasts. She moans, groaning even louder as his fingers drift to the apex of her thighs. Her back arches as he presses one inside her, then her head turns and she stares at me, the sweet sounds of her pleasure through her lips as our eyes meet.
I tug my bottom lip between my teeth as he enters her with force. It feels like he's entering me at the same time, and my breath hitches in my chest as he slides as far in as he'll go. She lets out a throaty cry, grabbing for his back, the bed sheets, the headboard as he thrusts harder and harder.
Before long, my cock is ready for another round, but I'm not ready yet. I like watching. I like the way my chest grows hot seeing them together, and it's not jealousy. It's...pride. I feel so intensely for each of them that seeing them together feels like my heart is about to explode in my chest.
Hanna's breathing gets higher and more shallow, her legs clinging to him as I