abdomen, and to his cock. His kiss intensified, nearly bruising her lips as she took long strokes of his hardness. Her pussy tightened with just the promise of having what was in her hand do its very good work. She shimmied to press her body to Michael, tangling their feet together and maintaining her hold. Warm hands moved up and down her back. She peeked over her shoulder without breaking the kiss to find Cody angling himself to her. Michael handed him something, and Poppy’s lust kicked higher. She wrapped her leg around Michael’s hip and lined up his cock with her pussy. When she finally freed him, he slipped inside.
She moaned into his mouth as Cody’s front pressed against her back. He rubbed his big hands up the outsides of her thighs. The warm cocoon promised more pleasure. She arched into Michael, the motion opening her more for Cody as well. His warm, slick hand slipped between her thighs and up, his fingers not entirely gentle as they circled her ass.
She nipped at Michael’s lip, the amazing intensity growing by leaps and bounds as Cody’s fingers worked. Part of her wanted to be closer to Michael, another wanted what Cody would give. Still another wondered where Trevor would jump in the mix. Cody stretched her further. She breathed deep, Michael’s mouth on hers still distracting.
Her breath caught in her throat when Cody nudged his way inside. His girth stole her sanity for a moment, too big at first. She broke her kiss with Michael and clawed her fingers into his shoulders.
“Easy,” he murmured, shifting his hips slightly and giving her a better angle. “It’s been too long since we did this. Maybe we should reassess and switch up.”
Poppy smacked her palm on his chest. “Don’t move.”
Trevor rubbed his hands together, watching the scene, waiting for his time. He’d gotten to make her come first, always his favorite. On the bed, things had ground to a halt, but he’d anticipated that. They’d gone for over a month without joining her in full group. Too damn long. He picked her foot up and squeezed her big toe.
She jerked her gaze toward him and frowned. The pinched lines around her lips immediately eased as her body relaxed. He grinned when Cody moved deeper and Michael groaned.
Trevor wanted inside her, wanted it bad, but neither Michael nor Cody would last, not with how tight their faces were. He’d been in their places and knew the pleasure, the way Poppy’s body clenched and stroked until there was nothing left to do but lose everything.
He ignored the two, keeping his eyes on the woman who made his world. Her cheeks had gone from pink to red while her cries of pleasure increased. He forgot about her foot until she kicked out of his grasp, moaning and wriggling in the throes of orgasm. Michael and Cody moved quicker, the bed shaking under Trevor’s knees. Michael cursed first and jammed his face into the pillow. Poppy continued to moan and cry out, curses mingling with her incoherent bursts.
Michael pulled away, leaving Cody to roll Poppy to her stomach, but he didn’t last either. Two more thrusts and Cody grabbed the sheets, digging his fingers in the fabric. Poppy grabbed his hands, lacing her fingers with his. Trevor crawled up beside her, done being patient. The other two may have had their fun first, but he was ready. He lay on the side Michael vacated and tapped Cody’s shoulder.
The youngest brother’s labored breathing was always a dead giveaway of finish status, but Trevor wasn’t about to let him set up camp. Cody nodded, kissed the back of Poppy’s neck, and moved aside.
“Damn,” Poppy groaned, fisting the sheets in her fingers. “Damn.”
He grinned and lifted her from her place to straddle him. “Let’s see if we can amp that back up to fuck.”
She threw her head back, her long strawberry blonde hair tangling at her shoulders. The motion also brought her breasts to attention. Though he wanted his mouth back on them, he was happy to watch them