Ryan didn’t speak.

He just dropped to his knees behind me, grabbed my hips hard enough to bruise, and drove his cock straight into my cum-filled cunt in one brutal thrust.

The sound was filthy—wet, loud, and obscene. Cole’s load was still thick inside me; Ryan’s cock forced it out around his shaft in heavy white gushes that ran down my thighs and onto the rug. He bottomed out instantly, balls slapping against my messy pussy, and stayed there for a second, breathing hard.

“Fuck… it’s so warm,” he muttered. “You’re already full of him and you’re still this wet for me.”

He started fucking me like he was trying...