“Now.”
That was all it took. Taryn came first as Caleb’s other hand worked her n****e, her rippling orgasm setting Richard off. Richard’s clenching brought Caleb, who had not yet come that night. They rolled onto their sides in a sweaty tangle. They rested for a minute, then Caleb went into the bathroom. He came back with a couple of washcloths and used them to clean everyone up and disposed of the condoms. He shoved at Richard until he could pull down the covers, then they all climbed underneath.
Caleb lay in the middle, with Taryn pulled snugly to his right side, her head resting on his shoulder. Richard lay on Caleb’s left side, on his stomach, his head on the same pillow, his arm across Caleb’s chest to rest over his heart. They were asleep within seconds.
“Ricky.”
Caleb vaguely he
