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Chapter 0652

    "I have a need to stroke myself when I watch you do anything. Here I don''t try to hide it." I squeeze him harder and he glides his finger in further and faster. "That''s it, Love. Rx for me. Make Olivere so hard he cks out."


    Oliver heard themand and thrust a couple more times before exploding inside me. He will leave a handprint on my hip and my boob, but the pain only sends me over the edge with him.


    "OH F*CK, I''ming again!!" Cam keeps me bnced while Oliver helps us both ride out the climax.


    As Ie down I realize I only have two of my mates with me. "Where''s Dakota?" Oliver must have felt my guilt wash over me at not including all of them in our little tryst.


    Oliver strokes my cheek. "Hey, it''s okay. We talked about this, remember, he''s okay. You won''t be able to be with all three of us all the time..."This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    "As much as we would love that, we also have a job to do. Besides, I think he has something special nned anyway. Let''s get you cleaned up." Cam lifts me off Oliver and they both take me inside to shower.


    Whatever they have to show me must be really important, because they were on their best behavior while we cleaned up to go meet Dakota. They gave me no other hints to what they are up to. We drove in the truck, me front and center. I finally started to recognize where we are going and I can''t hide my excitement. The streets look so nice, everything ising along with the rebuild and it is so much better that could have imagined. We make our way further in and I can imagine what it''s going to look like when the grass and trees grow back in.


    We make a familiar left turn and butterflies explode in my stomach. There''s no way, absolutely no way it''s ready. I can feel my pulse pick up, I ''m not sure if I''m more excited or afraid of what I am going to see when we make the next turn.


    "Breathe, Bitty." Oliver grabs my right hand andces our fingers. Cam mirrors the movement on my left.


    We make a right turn and I stop breathing. What on earth have they been up to? "There''s no way." I whisper.


    "It''s nowhere near done, Love. But these are the bones of our new home." Cam squeezes my hand.


    I have no words. I can see the image


    these five boys had as children. This massive structure is forming. He''s right, it''s just the bones, the framework, but I can see it, our home. It is a ''U'' shape, just like our street was always set, but everything is interconnected. The central part of the building has the Quter walls up ready for whatever facade they chose so I can''t see through to the back. The right side seems to be the next phase with partial outer walls, wiring and duct work. To the left, just the concrete base is set. It looks to be about four stories if the central part is anything to go by.


    "Oh, wow!" I''m still whispering, but I can''t make my voice do anything else.


    ?


    The street has been converted into a circle drive and Cam takes us right to the wide double front doors. Once he''s parked, Oliver steps out and helps me down. As soon as I turn around Dakota is stepping through one of the main doors and jogging towards me.


    "Not gonna lie, that was hot." He rumbles in my ear and I pull back to look at him confused. "Apparently, distance doesn''t not stop us from feeling your absolutely sweet org*asms. And these guys have very active internal dialogue ording to my wolf. Which he decided I needed a y by y. I had to step away from everyone until you all finished, so I could finish and act normal." We were allughing with him now. I''m d he didn''t feel left out. It''s one thing to give them one on one time, but taking two and not three somehow made me anxious once I realized he was missing. "Come with me Sweetness."
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