Tom was thrusting into her, his movements fast and desperate as Emily’s pleasure began to build, teetering on the edge. Her nails dug into his back, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her body aching for release. Just as she thought she might finally tip over, Tom groaned loudly, his rhythm faltering as he buried himself deep inside her, shuddering as he came.

He collapsed onto the bed beside her, chest heaving, a lazy grin spreading across his face. “That was… amazing,” he said, propping himself up on one elbow.

She smiled, brushing a lock of hair from her face. “Yeah, it was.” But she wasn’t satisfied. Tom never lasted long enough to push her over the edge. It was frustrating. She glanced at the clock and sighed, swinging her legs off the bed.

“Where are you going?” he asked, his voice tinged with confusion.

“Just need some air,” she said, tugging on her loose shirt. He didn’t press her further as she slipped out of the room, her bare feet padding softly across the wooden floor.

Down the hall, she stopped at Liam’s door. Her pulse quickened as she knocked lightly, pushing it open. He sat at his desk. He pulled off his headphones, his brows raising in surprise.

“Hey, Emily. What’s up?” he asked, swiveling his chair to face her.

She stepped into the room and closed the door behind her. Her fingers gripped the hem of her tank top, lifting it over her head and letting it fall to the floor. The soft light highlighted her body, her skin glowing with a faint flush from earlier. Liam’s eyes widened, his gaze lingering on the gentle curve of her waist, the dip of her hips, and the swell of her breasts. She approached him with deliberate confidence, the sway of her hips drawing his attention, her lips curling into a knowing smile as his breath quickened.

“You look like you could use a break.” Her voice was low and inviting. “How about we have a little fun?”

Liam was on his feet in an instant, kissing her deeply. Emily responded with equal fervor, her fingers tugging at his shirt and throwing it to the floor. Liam’s hands roamed over her with confidence, his touch igniting sparks across her skin. He quickly positioned himself over her and thrust in. Each thrust was quick and eager, his movements fueled by a raw need that made her gasp quietly as he fucked her. 

Emily wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, pulling him closer, urging him deeper. Her fingers gripped his back as her moans grew, quiet but insistent, matching the rhythm of his movements. Pleasure built steadily within her, each stroke bringing her closer to what she craved. Her body responded instinctively, arching to meet him, her nails digging into his skin as heat pooled low in her belly, her climax tantalisingly just out of reach.

Just as she began to near the edge, his movements stuttered, with a low groan, his body tensing as he shuddered deeply. Emily could feel his release surging inside her, as his hips jerked reflexively. He collapsed onto her, his breath ragged and uneven, his chest pressing against hers. A satisfied smile spread across his face as he rolled onto his back, clearly content, while Emily remained still, her own body buzzing with unfulfilled tension.

Emily stared at the ceiling, frustration creeping in as her body hummed with unfulfilled need. Liam turned to her, brushing a hand down her arm.

“That was… incredible,” he said.

Emily slipped out of bed, leaning down to press a quick kiss to Liam's lips. “Thanks for the fun,” she whispered with a teasing grin. “Got to dash.”

She pulled on her discarded clothes, determined to preserve the pleasure still simmering beneath her skin. The tension in her body was unresolved, driving her on. Each step heightened her awareness of the lingering ache. Stopping at Jake's door, she stepped inside.

Jake looked up from his book, “Emily? Everything okay?”

She smiled, closing the door behind her. “Just wondering if you’d like some company,” she said, her voice low and teasing as she undressed, each piece of clothing falling to the floor deliberately. She climbed onto the bed, positioning herself on all fours with her hips raised, a deliberate invitation that made his breath catch. She looked over her shoulder with a playful smile.

“I think I can make some time for you,” he murmured, climbing eagerly behind her, hands grasping her ass cheeks, fingers pressing into her skin. She felt him position himself, sending a shiver down her spine. Each touch, rough and eager, stoking the fire that had been building within her. 

When he finally slid inside her, it wasn’t the perfect rhythm she had hoped for, but after the last two encounters, her body was primed and sensitive. The residual heat and tension she had been carrying made every thrust more impactful, She was soooo close. 

Emily’s nails dug into the bed as her body began to tighten, the pressure inside her building rapidly. Her breath came in short gasps, her hips moving in sync with his as she felt the climax she had craved so desperately finally approaching. His hands gripped her hips, his focus entirely on her, and she could feel his growing urgency as he tried to keep up.

Finally, the tension inside her snapped, and she cried out, her entire body arching as waves of pleasure crashed over her. The release was overwhelming, her moans echoing in the small room as her body trembled. Jake followed seconds later, his groans mingling with her cries as he shuddered deeply, his cum pumping into her, the third load in twenty minutes to be shot into her vagina, collapsing against her with a satisfied grunt.

For the first time that night, Emily felt the tension drain from her completely. As Jake’s arms wrapped around her, pulling her close, she smiled softly, her body relaxed and satisfied at last.