He sucked on it, reveling in the shudder that rippled through her.
“She’s so fucking tight, hugging my hand hard every time you do that,” Nolan told him. “She’s going to come on me. Soon.”
Jace stared down into Laurel’s eyes, noting the excitement mixed with awe in them. She honestly hadn’t believed this was something she could experience or take joy in, and he was more than happy to prove her wrong as many times as she liked.
“Don’t let go,” she whispered to him as the peak loomed nearer.
Jace gathered her into his arms, his body connecting more completely with hers, their hearts pounding against each other even as he consumed her sighs and purrs. He took a break only for a moment to whisper, “I’ve got you, Laurel. We’ve got you. It’s okay.”
Her eyes flew wide open, and she nodded at him in a few short bobs before her jaw dropped and she froze. Only for a moment. Then her entire body quaked and her abdomen rippled. Laurel rocked involuntarily, shoving her pelvis at Nolan while clinging to Jace.
He peered down at her, so fucking moved that she would trust them enough to find pleasure with them that he didn’t give a shit about his own hard-on drilling into the mattress. At least for a little while. He glanced down her perfect-to-him body at Nolan and hoped the other guy could read the gratitude in his gaze.
Nolan beamed at them both, working his hand in and out of Laurel as he sucked her clit with soft pulls of his lips for the entire duration of her long, rolling climax.
“Damn,” Jace whispered to her. “You’re even more beautiful than usual like this.”
She went limp in his arms and stared blankly up at the ceiling. For a horrifying moment, he was afraid she might cry and her tears would break him. Instead, she cursed reverently, then started laughing even as aftershocks kept her twitching around Nolan and between them both.
“Are you okay?” Jace asked cautiously.
“Why the hell did I wait so long to do that?” She stretched and reached for him, dragging him to her for another kiss. Except this time she wasn’t cautious. Her tongue tangoed with his, and she reached for Nolan, drawing him up on her other side before angling her head to kiss him too.
Jace watched for a minute before he had to have a taste of the other man’s lips, glossy with the proof of Laurel’s pleasure. Their stubbled jaws brushed against each other before they connected fully. And the moment their mouths met, they expressed their mutual relief and pride, ardently mauling each other.
“Damn.” Laurel sighed beneath them. “You two are turning me on even more. I think I’m going to need to do that again. And again. And maybe some more after that.”
She spread her legs as wide as she could with them hogging her bed, and Jace wasn’t about to deny her what she craved. He looked to Nolan, who nodded. “You’d better go first. After that BJ and watching her unravel, I would probably shoot before I got all the way inside her.”
That was a possibility for Jace too.
Except he knew how much this meant to Laurel. No matter what she said, this was more than a hookup. It might not be forever, but it wasn’t something she took lightly. And neither did he.
As if she could sense the weight of the moment lying heavily on his shoulders, she reached for him and pulled him on top of her lush body. Sure, they shared a bed and snuggled plenty, but this…this was something else entirely. This was touching with intent.
For once he didn’t have to try to shift his hips away from her to hide his erection.
Today, he could let her see the desire burning in his eyes.
He hovered over Laurel on straight-locked arms, Nolan caressing the side of her face and then her shoulder, keeping her calm with quiet praise and gentle touches. Despite their caution, Laurel whimpered.
“We can stop right now. Whatever you want.” Nolan waved his hands in front of him, and Jace nodded.
Laurel stared at their cocks. Jace’s was the hardest he could ever recall, and Nolan seemed like he was in the same predicament.
“That looks painful.” Laurel shook her head.
“I’ll be glad to take care of him if you want,” Jace volunteered.
“Would you hate me if I said I’d rather do it myself?” Laurel looked up at him from beneath her thick lashes. “You know, after…”
“Hell no, as long as I can watch.” Jace smiled.
“I’m hoping you’ll do more than that.” Laurel reached for him. “You were right, Jace. It’s your turn. You’ve always been there for me. I know I can trust you. I know you would rather cut your balls off than hurt me. If I’m going to do this with anyone, it’s right that you be first.” She glanced at Nolan. “Sorry.”
“Nothing to apologize for. Like I said, I need a minute.” He came closer and lifted Laurel’s shoulders, slipping behind her, hugging her as she reclined on his abs and chest, which became the perfect pillow to keep her propped up and watching what Jace was about to do to her body. “That makes perfect sense. And if you decide that’s enough, that’s fine too. In the meantime, I’ll be here to keep an eye on everything and make sure nothing goes off the rails while Jace is distracted.”
“Thanks, man.” Jace wished he could have reached Nolan to kiss him again. How had they found someone so big and strong and…fucking kind to take care of them, shelter them, when they needed it most?
“Where the hell did you come from?” Laurel peeked up at Nolan, and the languid kiss they shared did nothing to douse the flames Laurel’s confidence and faith had stoked in Jace. “And how do you know exactly what we need to make this work?”
Nolan shrugged. “I’m glad I was in the right place at the right time. Thank you for letting me be part of this with you.”
Laurel nodded, then reached for Jace. “Come on. Please get inside me before I lose my nerve.”
“You’re sure?” Jace asked again.
“Positive.” She clutched his shoulder and ground against him, her slick pussy rubbing along the length of his cock. He prided himself on the self-control it had taken to keep his hands off of her all these years, until she was ready, but now that she greenlit them, there was no way he could hold back even an instant longer.
He fit himself to her opening, then groaned as the flexing muscles at her entrance kissed his cock. His hips twitched and he fused them the barest bit together. Laurel gasped and bit her lip hard enough he was afraid she might hurt herself.
“Is this okay?” Jace asked as he held himself above her, afraid to pin her or trigger bad memories. “You can be on top if you want.”
“Don’t want.” Laurel dug her nails into his shoulders, keeping him from retreating. Not that he was about to go any-damn-where but deeper inside her if that’s what she desired.
Nolan was there, caressing them both, calming Jace’s nerves and keeping Laurel in the moment. “You’re doing so good, Laurel,” Nolan coached, reassuring her when things might have turned awkward. Jace hated to admit it, but he was glad to have company to make sure he didn’t fuck up the best moment of his life.
They both knew he was coarse and unrefined, unlike Nolan who could be suave, though always with a dash of playful, when needed. He’d make sure Jace didn’t inadvertently scare her or harm her when he got really into things.