Sam glanced at Bo over Caroline's shoulder, eyebrow lifting in question. If Bo had done this even once, she had 100% more experience with it than he did. He stroked Bo's lips with his fingers, still wet with Caroline's arousal, and then jerked his chin.
"You on your back, her over your mouth?" Depending on what direction Bo took that, he could fuck either one of them. He forced himself to focus on the ideas as nothing more than words, pure mathematical logic, because if he let his mind drift to the images, if he sank into the scents and sensations, he'd be slamming Caroline facedown over the end of the bed and fucking her like the beast he tried not to be.
Instead, he lifted Caroline with an arm around her waist and hoped Bo took the cue to get Caroline's pants and shoes off before they all got hopelessly tangled.
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Date: 2018-01-23 02:18 am (UTC)"You on your back, her over your mouth?" Depending on what direction Bo took that, he could fuck either one of them. He forced himself to focus on the ideas as nothing more than words, pure mathematical logic, because if he let his mind drift to the images, if he sank into the scents and sensations, he'd be slamming Caroline facedown over the end of the bed and fucking her like the beast he tried not to be.
Instead, he lifted Caroline with an arm around her waist and hoped Bo took the cue to get Caroline's pants and shoes off before they all got hopelessly tangled.