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Nathan led Olivia to an empty pew. “Do you think he misses the Catholic Church?”
Luke had started going to a Presbyterian church shortly after he’d moved in with them. He said it was very progressive and service-based, and it was the number one church in Minneapolis for performing gay marriages.
Olivia linked hands with Nathan. “No. He’s still meeting the Father for coffee once a week, so he gets enough from that. And he told me last week the Presbys have traditions too, and he likes that he doesn’t have to confess all the naughty things he’s been up to in a little box.”
Nathan smiled. “And here he is, about to be a reader at a gay baby’s baptism.”
Olivia smacked him. “The baby’s not gay, idiot. The moms are gay. Babies can’t be gay.”
Nathan smirked. “I was a half-gay baby. My parents probably suspected from the start.”
Olivia rolled her eyes. “Seriously. We’re in church. Do you think you can keep it clean for one hour while we sit through this?”
Nathan slid his hand up her thigh. “Probably not. But I will endeavor if you promise it means special treatment from you and Luke later.”
Olivia stopped his hand and pressed it between her two. “Yes, Nathan. You’ll get all the special treatment you want. Now pay attention, our boy is about to start.”
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Two hours and three plates of church potluck food later, the three were back at their apartment. Luke still couldn’t quite wrap his head around the idea that he was living with them now. This strange whirlwind romance where they all just leaped and seemed to have landed without a scratch.
“It’s too bad they didn’t make you wear one of those robes to be a reader. I probably would have popped wood right there in church to see you wearing a robe.”
Luke laughed. “You’re gross. Seriously, Nathan. It’s enough that they know about me living with the two of you. And they haven’t said anything judgy about it at all. As a matter of fact, Mrs. Bernstein told me about a time when her husband’s brother came to live with them. Apparently the brothers happily share.”
Nathan tipped his head back and laughed. “The blue-haired lady? Oh my Lord. What an image. You never know how dirty someone is underneath.”
“Yeah,” Olivia said, walking into the room in her fuck-me boots and nothing else. “I mean look at me. All innocent on the outside.”
Luke laughed now. “Innocent until you open your mouth.”
Olivia dropped to her knees. “I thought you’d never asked.” She winked and motioned the two of them forward. She loosened their belt buckles and let their pants drop to the floor. “Who wants to go first?”
“Me,” they both said at once, and Olivia giggled.
She pulled them together so their cocks lined up and started bouncing her mouth between each, licking and sucking and getting her spit and their precome all over her.
Luke held the side of her head with one hand while Nathan did the same on the other side. Their fingers met in the middle. Their gazes met above her.
“God I love this woman.” Luke leaned toward Nathan and kissed his lips. “You aren’t so bad yourself.”
Nathan licked the seam between Luke’s lips and then wrapped his free hand around Luke’s head to hold him tight. “I love you too, Luke.”
Luke moaned as Olivia switched to his cock again. Her teasing, sexy mouth made him squirm every time. His Livi was one nasty Hispanic ball of energy. She never seemed to tire of fucking or sucking.
Luke bucked his hips forward as she deepened her draws.
And then the imp left him to switch to Nathan.
Nathan groaned next, as hypnotized by Olivia as Luke. “Baby, you better finish us off before we decide to flip you on your back and take you another way.”
Olivia released him and lifted her gaze, glancing back and forth between Luke and Nathan. “
Coño
. Don’t say things like that unless you intend to keep your promise.”
Nathan lurched forward, releasing Luke in a heartbeat and grasping Olivia to flip her onto her back against the floor. “I’ll keep my promise, all right, you mouthy girl.” He climbed between her legs and thrust into her pussy.
Luke crawled toward them on his knees. He needed to join this party and he knew just where he wanted his cock this time. He straddled Nathan’s legs and teased the man’s butt crack with his dick.
Nathan lifted his ass, his cock popping out of Olivia, who let out a string of Spanish and lifted her pussy into the air.
Nathan set a hand on her belly and held her down. “Give us a second, love. Let Luke get inside me.”
Luke exhaled slowly, relieved to know Nathan remained as open about receiving cock as he was about giving it. Luke didn’t have lube handy, but precome was leaking from the tip of his dick and when he leaned down to add some saliva to the mix, everything was perfect.
His entire world was perfect.
As he slid his cock into Nathan’s tight hole, he knew he was indeed home. The three of them were one now. Luke lowered his body with Nathan as Nathan pushed back into Olivia. Luke wasn’t sure Nathan breathed a single time while Luke fucked him, but it felt so damn good he couldn’t utter a word.
Home. He never wanted this feeling to end.
And for once in his life, he trusted that the people he loved most in the world would be there every morning when he woke up.
Becca Jameson lives in Atlanta, GA, with her husband and two kids. After years of editing, she is now a full-time author. With over 25 best-selling books written, she has dabbled in a variety of genres, ranging from paranormal to contemporary to BDSM. She loves chatting with fans, so feel free to contact her through e-mail, Facebook, or her website.
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