He loved her so much it hurt, along with being so damned turned on it hurt. And she had been more careful the last six weeks, conceding to some, if not al , of his demands. Things really had calmed down.

“Catching up is not going to be a problem.” He was already hard, the surge of blood to his groin dizzying.

Finn unbuckled his belt, tore at the button and zipper of his jeans. The minimum required to free his c**k and feed it into her waiting mouth. Sweet heat and tension. Ali’s lips closed around him, sucking at the engorged flesh.

Perfect.

The muscles in his stomach jumped and clenched as she drew on him. Her tongue got busy, and his head fell back, hands cradling her skull. “God, Al. That’s so good.”

She moaned around Finn’s cock. Daniel gave a short, pained laugh, scissoring his fingers more obviously in her rear entrance. “She likes this more than she has let on.”

Al hadn’t been the only one waiting.

The man licked his lips, watching his fingers gliding into the nicely stretched little hole. Finn’s c**k pulsed in her mouth. Waiting really wasn’t an option. That she gave to him like this drove him wild. That she had planned this for him.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

“I think we’re about ready,” Finn said.

“Alrighty.” Dan slid his fingers free of her and wiped them on a waiting towel. He gave her ass a final squeeze, shuffled back on his knees.

Finn reluctantly withdrew from the heat of her mouth. Her tongue swiped over the head of his cock, taking a drop of pr**cum before he could draw away completely. Her fervor for him was the only gift he needed. Not that he would turn down her ass.

“Happy birthday,” she said.

“You have no idea.” He kissed her deeply, giving her everything he had. Thanking her without words. “You want Dan beneath you?”

“Both of you?”

“If you want.”

Her teeth worried her lip and her eyes wandered away briefly. She was nervous, but that had never stopped their girl before.

“Okay,” she whispered.

“We’ll go slow.” Finn whipped off his shirt, nodded to the man. “You’re on the bottom.”

“Excellent.” Dan dealt with his jeans in a hurry, hand to his c**k as he crawled back onto the bed. “Come here, babe. It’s been killing me thinking I’d have to wait.”

“You like to watch,” Al purred, camping it up with a grin.

“I do. But I like to participate even more,” Daniel assured her, lying on his back so Al could climb atop him. She kissed him over and over, covering his mouth with her swollen lips. Her hands pressed down on his shoulders, holding him in place. Playing with him. Their wrestling escalated till Daniel took her hip in hand, his other guiding his c**k into her. “Give me that pretty pu**y.”

She inhaled and sank down on him, her hands wrapped around his shoulders and her ass squirming as she worked herself onto Daniel. Finn was almost jealous. He knew how her body welcomed him, the pull of succulent cunt. His balls were in agony.

“Hell,” Dan mumbled.

“Lie down, Al.” Finn’s hands guided her onto Dan’s chest and the man’s hands slipped up her arms, held her. “That’s it. We’ll take it nice and easy.”

“My brave girl,” said Daniel. “I’m so proud of you right now. I just can’t say.”

“Shuddup,” Al choked out a laugh that morphed into a moan when Finn rubbed the head of his c**k over her ass**le and pressed inward. Christ. The way that tight hole parted for him, softening and giving just enough to swallow the crown of cock. He had to take his time, had to make it good for her. Damn but it hurt to wait. “Aah.”

“Push back, Al.”

“Stings,” she panted.

Daniel stroked her sides, soothing her, pressed kisses to the side of her face. “Relax, babe. You’re tensing up.”

“I shouldn’t have encouraged the oral,” she groaned. “You were big enough without it.”

Her hold on Finn eased incremental y as he pressed forward. Sweat and heat flooded his spine, building up and up. Slowly, he pushed into her until his pelvis lay flush against her body. He was seated inside her fully now. The presence of Dan inside her made the fit even tighter.

Finn hung his head and sucked in a breath, his lips drawn back. Every time he touched her he doubted it could get any better. Every time, he was proven wrong.

“Good?” Daniel enquired, face strained and damp.

“Fuck.” Finn shook his head, unable to elaborate. He rubbed a hand over her trembling back. “Okay, Al?”

She gave a hesitant nod. “Yeah.” Which meant not really, but she was committed to persevering for his sake.

Insufficient.

Finn lifted her slightly, burrowed his hands beneath her and cupped her br**sts. He played with the pointed tips of her ni**les, rolling and pinching until she made one of her happy noises. Her shoulder blades flexed as she pressed herself into his hands. “Show her some love, Dan.”

“With pleasure.” The man cupped her face and took her mouth, angled head and eyes shut tight.

Finn moved his hands back to her h*ps and Daniel took over thumbing her ni**les. A soul kiss if he had ever seen one. How they breathed through it Finn wasn’t sure, but Al began moving restlessly beneath him.

It was time.

Finn drew back. She shivered. He pushed into her. She broke off the kiss and moaned, fingers clutching at the bedding on either side of Daniel’s head. He did it again, pulling out and thrusting back into her, Daniel moving in counterpart to him this time. The feel of the other man’s dick stroking inside her was a strange, tantalizing sensation. His skin tingled and his balls drew tight. His dick throbbed in the tight embrace of her body.