21. Together
CHAPTER 21
TOGETHER
BAY
“ S o, does this mean I’m totally forgiven for being a stupid asshole?” Jagger pants, pinning me against my bedroom door.
His hand is up the skirt of my Chanel suit and his lips are everywhere, raining kisses from my lips and all the way down to my neck.
This man has the power to turn me on in seconds, and the only answer I can manage is a breathy “Yes.”
He lifts his face from the crook of my neck, the corner of his lips quirking up at my answer. “Hmm, I know you’re telling the truth.”
I glare at him. Who gave him permission to stop kissing me? “How?” I challenge him.
Jagger’s smile widens as he moves my panties to the side, running two thick, slightly rough fingers up and down my slit. “You’re soaked for me, Nova.”
I bite my bottom lip, fighting to stifle a moan. “I could be wet and still mad at you.” I argue.
Hesitation flickers in Jagger’s golden gaze. “But you just said you’re not, right?”
I decide to stop toying with him and put him out of his misery. “Right. Now stop talking and put that mouth to a much better use.”
His smile turns devilish, his fingers pressing against my most sensitive spot for a few delicious seconds. “I like it when you’re bossy. Where would you like my mouth?”
Jagger’s tall, strong body is pressed against me, making it hard to move. I squirm, moving my hips to get his fingers where I want them. “I think you can guess.” I bite out.
He chuckles, his warm breath fanning my neck. “You can do better than that. You know you can ask me anything, right? There is nothing I wouldn’t do to make you feel good, Nova.”
He’s telling the truth. And judging by the way he jumped me the second we entered my room, I know he needs me as much as I need him.
“I want you to go down on me. I want you to lick me and suck me until I come.” Jagger was the first man who made me feel like I could ask for what I need. He showed me that it was ok to lose control. He cares about my pleasure as much as his own and he would never judge me for wanting to explore and try new things. “Then I want you to pour lube between my tits and fuck them. I want to be your sex doll tonight.”
Two fingers enter me as he grazes my bottom lip with his teeth. “Sweet Jesus,” Jagger cusses. “How can you be so fucking perfect?”
There’s a knock on my door.
“Shit,” Jagger mutters, flattening me against the door. “Be quiet. Hopefully, whoever it is will fuck off.”
Ryker’s voice reaches us from the hallway. “I heard that. We know you’re in there. Open the door.”
“Go away, we’re busy.” Jagger counters. “And you said we know . Who else is with you?”
I’d bet my last dollar I know the answer and I would win.
“Who else do you think it could be?” Cole snorts. “Open the door and stop hogging our girlfriend.”
“I guess we have to let them in,” I giggle, squirming on Jagger’s fingers that are still buried deep inside me.
“Let’s see what they want and send them on their way as quickly as we can, so we can get back to our plans for the night.” Jagger decides, helping me move away from the door. “What’s up, cock blockers?”
I can’t help but smile at the satisfied expressions on Cole and Ryker’s faces.
“We got your text, and we thought we’d come over to celebrate the new Zeta house.” Ryker explains, lifting the bottle of champagne in his hand.
“By the looks of it, though,” Cole chuckles. “The party started without us.”
Jagger sighs, moving to the side to let his friends in. “No good deed goes unpunished with you two. I was being nice by letting you know that the meeting with my dad went well and this is my reward.”
Ryker shows the bottle of champagne again. “But we come bearing champagne.”
“And Bay’s favorite cupcakes and cinnamon rolls.” Cole says, presenting a box from the best bakery in town.
That doesn’t do much to appease Jagger. “I was about to have dessert before you two rudely interrupted.”
I brace myself for an argument. Lakyn warned me that juggling a relationship with three guys might take some work until boundaries are established.
To my surprise, the fight I was dreading doesn’t come.
“Sorry.” Cole sets the box of pastries on my desk. “We didn’t think we’d be interrupting. I guess it’s good you guys finally made up, though, right?”
Jagger’s stance softens as he claps his teammate on the shoulder. “We did. And even though you’re the worst cock blocker in history, I owe you one. If you hadn’t encouraged me to talk to Bay and to my dad, I’d still be miserable and alone.”
Ryker smiles, pulling Jagger into a hug. “Nah, give yourself some credit. I helped you get out of your own head, but the idea of talking to your dad about the Zeta house was all you. Besides, I owed you for making me apologize to Bay after the pool thing. We’re even.”
Cole slaps Jagger on the back, like I’ve seen him doing countless times after a good play on the ice. “I’m glad you and Bay are alright, but what are you going to do about Topher? He could still release that video.”
“My dad said he’ll handle it if it happens. Now that my parents know, and that Bay didn’t run the other way after I told her what I did, I feel much better. I don’t even have to worry about the potential backlash hurting my family’s company. Do you think your agent would still be interested in representing me, Ryker?”
Ryker nods. “I’m sure he would be. But I thought you had a job lined up in San Francisco after graduation?”
Jagger explains what happened at brunch. “Turns out Dad didn’t want me to work for him if it isn’t what I really want. I owe it all to Bay.”
Heat rises to my face when all three of my men look at me. “I didn’t do anything. I recently learned that if you don’t go for what you want, no one will serve you your dreams on a silver platter. I knew this was true when it came to work, but sometimes you have to dare in your personal life too. You taught me that, Jagger. So I didn’t do anything other than apply that to your situation.”
Jagger pulls me into his arms. “We learned from each other. I showed you how to be more assertive in bed and you showed me that carrying the whole world on my shoulders isn’t always the best way forward.”
He’s right. Jagger had no issues getting what he wanted in bed, but lacked that courage when he thought he might disappoint the people he loves. I had the opposite problem. “You’re right,” I smile, tracing his perfect jaw with my fingers. “We’re perfect together.”
We look at each other for a long moment, captive to the intense feelings that make the air between us crackle with electricity.
“Uh, maybe we can come back.” Ryker says. “We should let you guys have some time alone.”
Jagger turns me in his arms, tucking me into his side. “Or maybe you and Cole could stay,” he offers. “I was about to have dessert.”
“Were you? I don’t see any food in here.” Cole sounds perplexed.
“When I say dessert,” Jagger chuckles. “I mean the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. I was about to go down on Bay and then she was gonna let me fuck her tits.”
The way Cole and Jagger look at my chest makes my nipples harden under the silky fabric of my shirt.
“Fuck,” Ryker murmurs. “That sounds hot. I would love to stay and get a taste of my sweet Cinnamon.”
Cole agrees. “Me too. As long as Bay is happy with us staying.”
Today has been about dreams coming true and it looks like one of my biggest dreams might be about to become reality. “I would love it if you both stayed.”
COLE
I watch with bated breath as Ryker steps up to Bay’s other side and pulls her into his arms.
Like the night in Bridgeport, I brace myself for a wave of jealousy at the sight of the woman I love in someone else’s arms, but it doesn’t come. I’m under no illusion that I’m ok with this because it’s Ryker and Jagger who are taking turns kissing her.
If it was anyone else, I’d rip them to pieces for just thinking about touching my girl. But Ryker and Jagger are my best friends if I don’t count Bay. They love her just as much as I do, and I love and respect them.
Most of all, I know this is what Bay wants. And what I want more than anything is to see her happy. If that includes Jagger and Ryker, I’m ok with it because Bay loves me too. I have no doubt about that.
There’s also the fact that seeing her with them is hotter than I ever thought possible.
Things happen quickly once Ryker looks at our other teammate with a mischievous smile. “So you were about to go down on her, huh? Remember when you made me apologize to her?”
Jagger nods. “Yeah. I fucked Bay from behind while you ate her out.”
Ryker’s smile widens. “How about we trade places this time around? Would you like that, Cinnamon?” his lips glide down the column of Bay’s neck.
“Yes.” She whimpers. “I would love that. But I already told Jagger that I forgive him for all the misunderstandings between us.”
The corner of Jagger’s lips quirk up in the beginning of a smile. “That’s true. I don’t mind confirming how so very sorry I am, though.”
“If that’s the case, on your knees,” Ryker demands.
And I’ll be damned. But Jagger sinks to his knees, his eyes fixed on Bay. I’ve never seen Jagger take orders from anyone aside from Coach, so this is interesting.
“Jagger.” Bay squirms when he begins to lower the zipper at the side of her skirt at a torturously slow pace. “Hurry.”
He chuckles. “Patience, Nova. This is an expensive suit. I don’t want to ruin it.”
Bay’s eyes glimmer, fierce under her long lashes. “Fuck the suit. I need your mouth on me.”
“You have no idea how hot it is when you tell me what you want without me having to ask, Nova.” Jagger praises her. “You know that there’s nothing I wouldn’t give you, right?”
Bay nods, her bottom lip trapped between her teeth as Jagger lowers the dark blue pencil skirt down her hips. “I know.”
The view from where I’m standing is spectacular.
Ryker keeps raining kisses down Bay’s neck, sliding the blue jacket of her suit down her arms. “Arms up, Cinnamon.” He pauses his kisses to lift the silk of her white blouse over her head, leaving our girl in a delicate set of pink lace underwear.
“Jesus,” Jagger groans. “I don’t know about you guys, but she looks good enough to eat.”
He doesn’t wait for our response, lowering his head to her lace clad pussy.
At the same time as Jagger sucks her clit through the thin, slightly rough fabric of the lace of her panties, Ryker moves the back of them to the side.
“She’s so wet for us,” he informs us, running two fingers between her legs, parting the soft, bare lips of her pussy.
“Ryker,” she begs.
The tone of her voice goes straight to my cock. I can’t take my eyes off of them. Off of her.
“I’ve got you, Cinnamon,” he reassures her.
While they were kissing her and undressing her, they walked her to the king-sized bed of the presidential suite.
Ryker makes quick work of lowering his pants. “Sit on me.” He commands, sitting on the edge of the bed, his cock jutting out toward Bay’s perfect ass.
He keeps her panties to the side, helping Bay lower herself onto his hard shaft.
Ryker leans slightly backward, giving himself room to grind his hips into her. Jagger is kneeling between Bay’s soft thighs, working her with his tongue through the lace of her panties.
“Oh my God,” Bay squirms between my best friends.
“I wish you could feel what I’m feeling,” Ryker growls, grinding his hips in perfect sync with the movements of Jagger’s head between her thighs. “Do you have any idea of how tight, warm and silky you feel? I never want to leave this little, perfect pussy.”
“Hmm,” Jagger moans. “She also tastes so fucking good.”
Ryker’s voice sounds strained when he speaks next. “Whatever you’re doing to her,” he grinds out. “Keep doing it, dude. Every time you suck on her, she gets wetter and softer.”
“I could kiss her sweet little pussy all night long,” Jagger says. “Does my mouth feel good through the lace, Nova?” he asks, biting into the fabric to lift it and then letting it snap back down onto her skin.
Bay’s answer is a frantic nod. “Yes, Yes.”
“Good girl,” Jagger praises her. “But this was just the appetizer. I think it’s time we get rid of these panties, so I can enjoy the main course. Do you want me to eat your bare pussy?”
She squirms, nodding desperately. “Please, Jagger. Please.”
It’s impossible to miss the way she tenses up when Jagger doesn’t make any move to take off her underwear.
“Fuck,” Ryker grunts. “She just clenched around me. That felt so fucking good. You almost made me blow my load.”
Jagger lifts the lace of Bay’s underwear off her hips, but stops mid-action. “Hmm, I can’t take your panties off with Ryker buried inside your pussy.”
“Yeah, you’re on your own there, buddy,” Ryker chuckles. “There’s no way in hell my cock is getting out of here any time soon. She just feels too good.”
Playing hockey isn’t just good to stay in perfect shape and for stamina. Hockey is excellent in honing your strategic thinking and quick decision making.
“I’ve got you both,” Jagger smirks.
He rips the thin lace on her hips with two sudden movements and then slides the garment off from between Bay’s legs.
“Jagger!” Bay gasps, as her ruined panties land on the floor, now a useless scrap.
“Fuck,” Ryker laughs. “That took some skills.”
“You two are going to destroy all my underwear,” Bay scolds them.
A look passes between my two friends. “We can buy you all the panties you want, Nova.” Jagger reassures her.
“Yeah. We could all go underwear shopping together. It could be fun.”
Bay opens her mouth to say something, but all that comes out of her mouth is a surprised, sexy little scream.
Jagger’s face is buried again between her thighs. I can’t see exactly what he’s doing, but the noises he’s making tell me he’s licking and sucking on Bay’s pussy in a hot, totally obscene, open-mouthed kiss.
“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.” Bay gasps, almost covering the noises Jagger is making with his mouth.
A knock on the door makes us all freeze.
“Hey Bay,” Tucker yells. “Is everything ok? If it’s another spider in your shower, I can come in and take care of it.”
I bite on my lips to stifle a laugh.
“Tell him to fuck off,” Ryker grunts, grinding into her as Jagger keeps working her with his mouth.
“Wait, is that Ryker?” Tucker asks.
Bay’s back is arched, her head resting on Ryker’s shoulders as he pushes her closer to Jagger’s mouth with every snap of his hips.
She opens her mouth, but nothing comes out other than a breathy, lust-filled moan.
“Yeah, it’s Ryker. Don’t worry, Tuck. I’ve got her.”
“Sure thing,” Tucker says through the door. “I could have sworn she came in with Jagger. But if you’re there, you’ll take care of any spiders.”
“Right,” Ryker grunts, thrusting into Bay a few times in quick succession, while Jagger keeps eating her noisily. “Now get lost, Tuck.”
I watch with rapt fascination as Jagger and Ryker keep Bay pinned between them.
My cock is straining painfully against the zipper of my jeans and I’m dying to join them, but I don’t know how. I don’t know if this is something just between the three of them and I don’t want to do anything to ruin a moment Bay is clearly enjoying.
At the same time, my possessive nature is struggling with the urge to claim my girl.
“Goddam, you taste so fucking good.” Jagger moans, licking and sucking noisily on Bay’s clit.
“Jagger, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.” Bay begs, her voice louder with every passing second.
“Hush,” one of Jagger’s hands covers her mouth. “Tucker already thought there was a spider in your bathroom. If you keep this on, every brother will come check on you.”
He’s right. In the few months Bay has been living in the Gamma house, our brothers and teammates have not only gotten used to having a girl living in the house. They learned to appreciate Bay’s humor and kindness and her spicy cooking. They all dote on her to the point that she’s gone from our president’s ex-girlfriend to the house sweetheart.
Jagger lifts his head from Bay, his lips swollen and wet with her arousal. “Ryker is right. I think we should fill that hot little mouth with cock, so she’ll stay quiet. What do you think, Nova?”
The question is directed at Bay, but Jagger looks at me.
“Yes,” she pants. “Cole, I need you.”
Jesus fuck. I don’t let her say it twice. My feet carry me to their side before I can even manage to voice my agreement.
The way my eyes land between Bay’s thighs doesn’t escape Jagger’s attention.
“Look at how pink and soft she is,” he says, parting the lips of Bay’s pussy with two fingers. “Have you tasted her yet?”
The view of that glistening, perfect pink pussy takes my breath away and all I can do is nod.
“Do you want a little taste now?” Jagger offers.
Fuck.
I’m on my knees before I can even think about what I’m about to do.
Sharing Bay in theory is one thing, but as I lower my head between her thighs, I’m confronted with the reality of it.
Jagger has been focusing his full attention on Bay’s clit for obvious reasons; Ryker’s cock is buried inside her to the hilt and my face is dangerously close to the base of his shaft.
I take a second to decide if this bothers me. I’m comfortable with nudity in general—playing hockey for years helps you get over the embarrassment of seeing your teammates naked pretty quickly.
However, I’ve never seen another guy’s cock so close and personal.
I’m not gay or even bi. I’ve never had a doubt about that. There would be nothing wrong with any of it, but it’s not the case.
Does this really bother me?
All it takes is one look at Bay. Her blue eyes are wide, her pupils blown out huge with the desire that’s coursing through her body.
This is not about Ryker. This is about making Bay happy, making her feel good.
My tongue darts out in a tentative lick. The way Bay’s back arches at the contact makes me forget there’s anyone in this room other than the two of us. Ryker’s cock is no longer a factor.
“Oh my God,” she cries out, as I close my mouth around her little swollen clit. “Oh, Cole. Please don’t stop.”
There’s nothing hotter than hearing my name on her lips like that, but Jagger slaps me on the back. “She’s too loud. Help a brother out and keep her mouth occupied?”
My cock throbs at just the thought of Bay’s perfect lips closed around it, but I want to make sure she’s on board with the plan. “Baby? Is this what you want?”
“Yes, Cole. Please. I missed you.”
My cock throbs in response to her needy plea, and my heart feels full at the thought that she has had Jagger and Ryker’s full attention, but she wants me just as much as she wants them.
This is why this crazy idea of us dating her together has a good chance of working. Because Bay loves each of us with all her heart.
JAGGER
I watch as Cole takes his jeans and underwear off faster than lightning and climbs on the bed.
I can’t believe I almost fucked this up and missed out on perfect moments like this one. Being with Bay one on one is the best feeling I’ve ever experienced, but this? Fuck, this is everything.
Seeing the way Ryker and Cole are with her only adds to the love I feel for my woman.
I have no doubt that she cares about me as much as she does for them. Seeing my brothers happy is great, and it makes me feel confident that together we’ll be able to give her everything she needs and support each other, no matter what life throws at us.
“Hey Ryker, lie back down, please. Cole, are you still ok taking care of Bay’s mouth like this?”
Cole confirms that he’s fine and I watch him for a moment as he leans toward Bay’s face, holding the base of his cock in a silent offer.
The scene in front of me is hot beyond my wildest dreams.
Bay’s lips are wrapped around the head of Cole’s cock and she licks and sucks as he slowly begins fucking her mouth.
At the same time, Ryker is grinding into her from behind in a slow, hypnotic motion.
Before Ryker and Cole joined us, I promised Bay that I would fuck her tits. This is why I asked Ryker to lean back, so I can straddle Bay’s chest.
However, I have one job to finish before I do that.
I climb on the mattress, settling again between Bay’s thighs. When I started going down on her, I kept contact with my mouth light, teasing. I used the lace of her panties to create more friction, but I didn’t zero in on her clit. I knew that it might be too much, too soon.
The situation is different now. Bay’s pussy is wet and flushed pink, and I know it won’t take long to push her over the edge.
“Oh.” Bay moans around Cole’s cock as I suck her into my mouth. I’m not gentle. I massage the sensitive bundle of nerves with my lips and then release it to attack it with my tongue.
I match the tempo of Ryker’s slow, deliberate thrusts, alternating between sucking and flicking my tongue over Bay’s clit.
“Fuck. Oh, fuck.” Ryker grunts as Bay begins writhing between us. “She’s squeezing me so tight. It feels too good.”
All I can offer is a dark chuckle, because I know exactly how good it feels when Bay comes all over your cock.
“You almost got me, Cinnamon.” Ryker pants when her orgasm ebbs away. “I’m literally hanging by a fucking thread.” He hides his face in the crook of her neck.
“You?” Cole’s voice is strained too. “Her throat tightened too, and I’m so close to losing my shit.”
“Do you guys think you can last a little longer? I promised Bay I’d fuck her tits and I think it would be fun if we all took her together.”
Bay releases Cole’s cock, circling the spot under his crown with her tongue. “I would love that.” She smiles.
I lower the zipper of my suit pants. I’m the only one who’s still partially dressed if we don’t count Bay’s pale pink bra.
“Ryker, could you do me a solid and take off her bra, please? I might need to run to my room to get some lube.”
“There should be some in the top drawer of my nightstand, on the left.” She says.
“Fuck,” I grunt, shaking the knob of the drawer, pulling against the antique piece of furniture. “It’s stuck.”
“Sorry,” Bay apologizes. “That drawer gets stuck very often.”
I fight with it for a few more seconds, but it’s no use. “I’ll fix it later.” I promise.
Even going to get the lube in my room feels like a waste of time right now.
“Not to worry,” I jump back on the bed, carefully straddling Bay’s chest. “We’ll make this work without lube. I hope this doesn’t gross you out, Nova.” I spit in the palm of my hand, then caress the space between Bay’s perfect tits to make her skin wet and slippery.
“No, it doesn’t gross me out,” she reassures me.
“Good. Then I think you should keep taking care of Cole while I get us nice and ready for this.”
She hesitates for just one second. “I want to, but I also wanted to watch you finish on my tits.”
“Don’t worry,” I reassure her. “I’ll wait until Cole is done, so you can look your fill.”
I sound way more confident than I feel in reality, but I’ll do my best not to let Bay down.
My eyes go from Bay’s perfect tits to the way her mouth is wrapped around Cole.
I spit on my palm a second time, stroking my shaft to make it just as wet. Then I grab Bay’s soft, silky skin, pushing her tits together.
After my initiation, I was too ashamed to try this again. Too worried that the bunnies would talk and someone would eventually reveal what I had to do to pledge Gamma Delta Tau. Especially when Jugs, the nickname our old president gave me that night, stuck.
Someone was in charge of collecting all the footage to send it to our central chapter and they might have watched the videos, despite the clear rules about the secrecy of initiation night. I didn’t know how justified my fear was.
This is different from being between the silicone tits of the fraternity’s sex doll. It’s like night and day. Not just because Bay’s skin feels amazing compared to the plastic skin of the doll.
I know this turns Bay on just as much as it does me. It’s more than obvious in the way her nipples harden while I start thrusting between her tits.
I’m not the only one who’s watching my dick disappear in the tight valley between Bay’s breasts. Cole’s eyes are trained on us too and Ryker cranes his neck, not wanting to miss the show.
“I think Bay’s enjoying this,” Ryker bites out. “You have no idea how wet she’s just gotten, dude.”
“Fuck.” Cole grunts, buried to the hilt inside Bay’s throat. “I’m gonna come.”
He pumps his hips a couple of times and the first sign of his orgasm is the way Bay’s throat works to swallow him down.
“I love you, baby,” Cole’s tone is soft as he cups Bay’s face, placing a tender kiss on her lips. “You took my cock so well.”
“I love you too,” Bay whispers.
Watching them like this doesn’t bother me. I’m a part of this love. I know how they feel, because I feel it too.
“Cinnamon,” Ryker’s voice sounds strained. He grinds into Bay, jostling me with the jerky movement. “Are you close?”
Bay turns her dazed gaze to the other side to look at Ryker. “I’m so, so close.”
“I can feel it. You’re so wet and you’re pulsing like crazy. I—I want you to come with me.”
I don’t see what he does, but by the way he moves under Bay and by the way she gasps, I think he might have found her clit.
“Ryker,” she moans, as her eyes close.
“Fuck.” Ryker goes still and I slow down my movements.
Bay wanted to watch me come and I need to make sure I don’t get too excited and blow before I have her full attention.
I watch her crane her neck to kiss Ryker once they both come down from their high.
When they break the kiss, Bay’s intense blue eyes focus on me. “I knew this would look hot,” she murmurs, biting on her swollen bottom lip. “Thank you for waiting so I can watch you.”
I lean forward to catch those lips in a deep kiss, willing my cock to stop throbbing, aching for release. “I would wait an eternity for you.”
I know, I know. Sappy as fuck, but I stand by every single word. Bay is worth it.
“I hope not,” Ryker chuckles from beneath Bay. “You’d get the biggest case of blue balls in history.”
“Asshole,” I laugh, but there’s no heat in it. “No, seriously. Do you want to move? I hope I haven’t been crushing you too much.”
Ryker doesn’t look in a hurry to let go of Bay. “I bench press way more than Bay’s weight. I can take her. You aren’t weighing on me. If Bay doesn’t mind, I’ll keep her in my arms and get a front row seat to see the show.”
Bay’s smile is soft. “I love it when you hold me, Ryker. As long as Jagger doesn’t mind, of course.”
I don’t. The way Ryker is cradling Bay in his arms now that he’s withdrawn from her is nice. “Nah, we’re all good. Actually, Ryker, make yourself useful and hold Bay’s tits close together. So I can press my cock down on her and she can use her hands to help me or to touch me. Cole? How about you see if we can make our girl come one more time?”
“That’s a great idea,” Cole chuckles.
Bay’s eyes widen. “I don’t know if I could come again.”
“Challenge accepted.” Cole winks at her, as he settles between her and Ryker’s legs behind me.
I spit again into my palm, to make sure Bay’s skin is slippery enough.
The way she’s watching me as I thrust between her tits would be enough to make me come in seconds.
The view of my cock disappearing between those perfect tits is out of this world.
I thrust my hips, getting into a good, fast pace. My eyes are focused on Bay’s chest for the most part. I’m also aware that Cole is touching her in perfect sync with my movements, because I can feel Bay’s muscles tensing under me every time I surge forward.
“Fuck, you feel so good.” I can’t stop looking at her, as my cock begins pulsing and my balls draw tighter every time they drag against her skin.
I increase my pace, fucking harder into her.
Bay’s eyes are two pools of dark blue. I’ve observed her enough to know that this means she’s extremely close to the edge.
“Are you ready to come with me, my hot little supernova?”
She nods, biting on her bottom lip. Her eyes are set on my cock.
“Cole?” I check.
“I’ve got you, guys.”
Whatever he’s doing, it’s working, because I feel Bay tense underneath me. Her perfect body is shaking, pushing me closer to the finish line.
Warmth collects at the base of my spine as a wave of searing hot pleasure travels down the length of my hard shaft.
The head of my cock swells and both Bay and I watch the first rope of cum shoot out from me. It lands on Bay’s collarbone and I pull back, stroking myself. Another white strand of my pleasure lands across her chest, followed by another and another. “Fuck, you’re so pretty all painted in my cum.”
My words are Bay’s undoing.
“Oh God,” she pants, closing her eyes.
“Look at me, Nova.” I order, using my still hard shaft to spread my cum all over her silky skin.
“That was—I hope this isn’t the last time you fuck my tits, Jagger.” Bay says, a sated smile on her face.
“If you’ve enjoyed it even half as much as I have, I think we can arrange a repeat performance.” I joke, as I climb off of her.
I pull her into my arms. I don’t give a shit if the mess I made is getting all over me too.
“No, I’m serious.” Bay says. “This was super hot. Maybe one time you can all do it? Come on me, I mean?”
Ryker and Cole are grinning from ear to ear, nodding in agreement.
“Hey!” Bay squeals, laughing as I scoop her up into my arms. “Where are we going?”
“Thank fuck we insisted on you getting the presidential suite,” I march us toward the en-suite bathroom. “This was fun, but I made a mess. Can you imagine if we had to use a shared bathroom?”
She gives it some thought. “You’re right. It would be one hell of a walk of shame. Even though I’m not ashamed about anything we did. I’m not ashamed of us.”
“Good.” Cole and Ryker followed us into the bathroom. “We aren’t ashamed either.” Cole says.
Ryker strides into the bathroom, turning on the shower for me and Bay. “We’re all happy, and that’s what matters. We’re perfect together. People can judge all they want, but I don’t care.”