He added a third finger as I fought to not rock my hips. I lifted my head, needing to pant for air. Coop rubbed his hands over my ass, before spreading the cheeks as if to help Jake. I stole a look back at him, my chest heaving, and he smiled at me. “You doing okay, Baby Girl?”
I didn’t know how much more I could take, but I nodded. The burn intensified as he moved his fingers, and Coop kept us both dead still. Little tremors still rioted in my system, the aftershocks of the earlier orgasm. I dragged my gaze over Jake. He’d shed his pajama bottoms, and I could look at him all day. Licking my lips, I glanced back at Coop.
“Have you guys ever done this before?” Probably not the time to bring this up, but Coop shook his head.
“Not like this we haven’t,” he promised.
“Trust me, not into their junk enough to have to see it on the regular,” Jake told me as he eased his fingers out. There was that sense of loss again, and I strained around it and shifted against Coop. He pumped up once, then twice, and suddenly began to hit just the right angle with each thrust. I shook from it.
Jake wiped his hand, then he was urging me forward again, and Coop dragged me down for another kiss. I rubbed my breasts against his chest, writhing at the different sensations, even as he kept rocking his hips up into mine as they kept me still. Then he eased back as Jake pressed the tip of his cock against my anus.
We were doing this.
Goosebumps spread over me as Jake murmured, “I love you, Frankie.” The soft words settled me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed.
Coop sucked on my tongue for another long moment, preventing me from answering before he let me go long enough to say, “I love you, too.”
Then Jake pressed in, and there was the burn, and I let out a hiss of breath as I fisted the covers. Everything shook. It was too much. He didn’t slow down, just rocked his way in, until the burn gave way to something more shuddering as my whole system fluttered and Coop let out a grunt.
They both muttered, “Fuck,” in the exact same breath, and laughter bubbled out of me.
“Pretty sure that’s what we’re doing.”
There was a beat as we all sort of hung there, Jake’s fingers biting into my hips and Coop’s resting on my waist, and while I couldn’t see Jake, Coop was right in front of me. Sweat trickled along his jaw, and I dipped down to lick it from his throat to his ear, and he let out a shudder of his own.
Their strangled laughter was the best sound I’d ever heard. Then they started to move. What few thoughts I’d held onto shredded all over again. The feel of them, rocking me between them as we fumbled and then found our pace took me apart.
It was all friction and heat and want, and I couldn’t breathe. Jake wrapped his hand in my hair and turned my head back for a kiss. A vein throbbed in his temple, and his face was flushed. The rawness there tore me open, and he only let me go when Coop tugged, and then I was kissing him. I’d never been so full, and even adjusting to it wasn’t enough, as every stroke eddied me higher and higher until I broke.
Coop swallowed my screams, and I don’t know which one of them came first. They’d pushed me right through one orgasm into the next, and then we collapsed together in a sweaty pile of limbs. At some point, the thought we might be crushing Coop surfaced, but he mumbled against me when I tried to move.
“Gimme a minute.”
I huffed a laugh against his throat. His pulse raced against my lips, and then Jake groaned and shifted. The single motion had all three of us shuddering as he eased out of me. I ached in all the right ways—sore as hell, but so loose and languid, it was like my limbs had been melted.
“Hang on a sec, Baby Girl,” Jake said, his voice hoarse and wrecked. I had zero plans of going anywhere, so I just gave a wave. That was about the full extent of my physical reserves at the moment. He wasn’t gone long, though the water came on in