Free With the Boys in the Band by Marie Medina

being afraid this dream wouldn’t come true.” Alicia began unbuttoning her blouse, and he watched as it opened and Emerson slipped his hands inside. Vince knelt and began working on her jeans, peeling them down her legs as she wiggled her hips. His finger slipped into the waistband of her panties and drew it down so he could kiss the soft flesh there. Her sigh made him look up, and he watched Emerson massaging her now bare breasts. She had perfect nipples, delicate little buds that had him licking his lips. Watching Emerson tease them, he slid her panties down. Once they were off, he spread her legs, forcing her to brace herself on Emerson. Then Vince set to work on her already wet pussy. He licked her clit and fingered her. After tracing some of her sweet arousal over her stomach, he licked the delectable trail away. He sucked her clit into his mouth, and she bucked against him, grinding against his face. Grabbing her hips, he held her against his mouth and worked her into a trembling frenzy with his tongue. Her cries told him exactly how much he was affecting her. She threw one leg over his shoulder and tangled a hand in his hair as she came. He lapped at her as she cried out, and he didn’t let up until she tried to force his head away. Looking up, he saw her limp in Emerson’s arm, her head lolling on his shoulder as her breath came in gasps. His best friend’s gaze took his breath away with its sheer hunger. Emerson kissed her cheek, cradling her as he reached down and ran one finger over Vince’s lips.
    “I’ve never seen anything that sexy before,” Emerson said.
    Vince was on his feet in an instant, his mouth seeking contact with both of them. He drew them over to the bed, struggling to get out of his clothes. They felt hot and confining. Once he was naked he pulled Alicia into his arms and placed her in the middle of the bed, climbing on top of her and covering her breasts with kisses. As he did this, he kept glancing at Emerson, who was undressing far too slowly for his taste.
    “Tease,” Vince said.
    “I’m enjoying the view.” He hesitated at his belt, cupping his erection. “Very distracting.”
    Vince reached out and jerked his hand away, fumbling with Emerson’s belt and then finally unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. He forced the jeans over his hips and watched Emerson’s cock pop out. Vince stroked him and then lifted the head to his lips. He teased for a moment, and then took his full length. Massaging Emerson’s balls, he took him down his throat, making Emerson cry out and take hold of him by the back of the neck.
    “Oh God, Vince.”
    Vince forced himself to stop and reclined on the bed. “I’ve wanted to do that for so damn long.”
    Emerson got his pants off much more quickly than he’d taken his shirt and shoes off before climbing onto the bed and straddling Vince. He cupped his face and kissed him. The years melted away in that moment for Vince. The love he felt in that kiss had been more than worth the wait. He felt Alicia’s hands on him and realized she was trying to make them shift to their sides. They did so, but the two men continued kissing. He felt her hand around his cock, then Emerson’s cock brushing his. She jerked them against each other, and he opened his eyes to glance down at her just in time to see her run her tongue over both of them.
    “Make love to her,” Emerson whispered.
    Vince kissed his cheek, and reaching for her he sat up. They rolled together for a moment before he settled on his back, and she straddled him. Her eyes looked even more ethereal now, and he couldn’t fight the urge to take her. He gripped her hips and brought her down onto his cock.
    She gasped in surprise, her hot, sweet pussy gripping him in the most delicious way. As he pumped into her, they both began to moan. He growled as he arched up, and she came a second time. He held still and let her ride him, thoroughly enjoying how boldly she went after her pleasure. Emerson had gone