Chapter 10
I don’t know why I decided to say ‘fuck it’ and go to their house. But this was not what I expected. When I pull up to their place, my breath catches, and my jaw drops open as I take in the two-story, dark gray, almost black exterior of the house. The door is painted to match, and the front porch is somewhere I can see myself drinking coffee in the mornings. The porch and shutters are painted a bright white, making the dark color of the house pop even more.
The longer I admire the house, the more I notice it is exactly like the house I used to dream about living in one day when I was younger. I remember describing it to them. They couldn’t have gotten this place just for me, could they?
An Escalade, a super fancy-looking sports car, a motorcycle, and a Jeep are all parked in the driveway, and I notice there is no garage, at least none that I can see. I don’t know what I am doing here; I don’t belong with them anymore. I am poor, barely scraping by, and they are living like kings. I park my shitty Honda next to their fancy-ass vehicles and can’t help but notice the glaring differences. Shaking my head to clear those thoughts, I walk up the stairs to knock on the door. Phoenix is the first to get to the door, and I hear some bickering before he swings it open.
“Meadow, it’s so good to see you. Please, come in. Aidan is making dinner, and it will be ready shortly. I hope you’re hungry,” Phoenix tells me.
With a smile so big I feel like my mouth is touching my ears, I walk inside and am instantly hit with the most amazing smell. “Oh my God, what is that smell? It smells delicious.” I can smell herbs and spices, but it’s all mixed, so I can’t pinpoint an individual scent. My mouth is watering, though. I seriously can’t wait to see what Aidan made. His food was always fantastic. I used to think he could be a chef, but sometimes life has other plans. Knox greets me with a ‘hello’ and a kiss on the cheek, then Phoenix ushers me into their dining room.
After a few minutes, Aidan walks in with some kind of casserole, and I salivate at the sight. Not just of the casserole, either. No, Aidan has an apron tied around his waist and is wearing fucking sweatpants. Are you kidding me, sweatpants? Lord have mercy. The man is slowly trying to kill me. Once I’m able to pull my stare from Adian, I see him place a stuffed pepper casserole on the table. Yummy. “Aidan, this smells delicious. What is inside the peppers?” I ask.
“These are turkey stuffed peppers. It’s low calorie since I watch what I eat. I hope you don’t mind. I can make you something else if you aren’t a fan,” Aidan shyly says.
I would never have guessed Aidan to be shy, but maybe he is nervous with me. I hate how awkward this feels. “I love meat. You don’t have to worry about that. How come you watch what you eat? You already look amazing.” I smile and then blush once I realize what I just said. I didn’t mean for it to sound dirty, but I can’t seem to help it when I am around these guys.
“I am a boxer now, so I have a strict, healthy diet, and I like to cook. It makes it easier for me to gain muscle and keep at my target weight. Thank you for noticing my appearance; I do my best to keep in shape,” Aidan replies with a wink.
Fuck me. He cooks, looks fantastic, and boxes—lord have mercy. I can feel my face turning beet red as I imagine him boxing shirtless, and my panties grow a little wetter with each thought my brain thinks up. Realizing that I am just staring at him, I cough awkwardly and say, “Oh, that’s awesome. I would love to watch you sometime.”
“Umm, sure. I box in an illegal underground fighting ring, so you would have to go with one of the guys. It’s strictly on the down low,” Aidan responds.
“Yes! Can we grab some food and eat, please? This looks fucking amazing, and I am starving,” I suggest.
They all nod yes and give me the first dibs on a pepper. I grab two because it looks great, and I am starving. Sooner or later, they will find out that I can still out-eat them. I may be older, but some things haven’t changed. I will still take a burger over a salad any day and give me all the fried food. I live off takeout and fast food. I can’t cook for shit, even though Aidan tried countless times to teach me when we were younger. I was never born with a cooking bone. As my mother once said, I could burn water.
The first bite of my pepper is fantastic. So many different flavors burst on my tongue, and I can’t help but let out a moan. All the guys stop and stare at me with heat in their eyes. I swallow down my bite and apologize.
“Baby girl, no need to apologize, but the next time you moan like that, it better be because of one of us,” Knox says.
My cheeks burn, and I know I am bright red from his comment. I try to ignore the way he called me baby girl, but that nickname does something to me. Who knew I still liked the nickname? I remember when he used to call me baby girl, but that was a long time ago. We continue to eat in silence, which is a blessing since I can’t keep my thoughts straight. Once we finish eating, they lead me over to the couch, and we all settle in to watch TV. Knox is true to his word, and we start watching The Rookie. I don’t mind because the show is terrific. I can honestly say that hanging out with them feels like I had never left.
I am sandwiched between Knox and Phoenix on the couch while Aidan sits on the chair opposite us. While we watch, Knox rests his casted hand on my right thigh. The cast scrapes against my leg, but it’s not an unwelcome feeling. Then Phoenix puts his hand on my left thigh, and while neither moves their hands, the zap I feel when they touch me is magical. It feels like an electrical current running through me; I am in tune with every move they make.
My breaths match theirs’, and just having their hands on me makes me lose control of my body. I look over at Knox and find him staring at me, his eyes dilated, almost like he knows what the two of them are doing to me from just their touch alone. I can see he is breathing harder, like he is trying to regain control. He looks at me like I am his prey, and I quite like this look. The temperature in the room feels like it has risen ten degrees since their hands touched my body, or maybe I’m imagining it, but I am burning up right now. I want to take my clothes off to cool down, but that would be a bad idea. I turn back to the TV and try to pay attention to the show, but I am failing horribly. My only thought is how it would feel to have these men touch me everywhere.
Aidan stands, walks over to Knox, and sits on his lap, then kisses him, shocking me. My God, the two of them together is the hottest fucking thing I have ever seen. I let out a shaky breath and moan at the sight of these two. I forgot how hot it was to watch them kiss.
Phoenix whispers in my ear, “You like watching them, don’t you, Princess? Does the sight of them together make you wet?”
I nod yes and lick my lips while watching them make out. Phoenix moves his hands to my hips and turns my body so I’m facing Knox and Aidan. Phoenix slowly slides his hands from my hips and starts moving them up toward my breasts. Once he reaches my boobs, he grabs the small handfuls and tweaks my hardening nipples through my bra. I whimper at the contact and rub my thighs together, desperately trying to create friction, but it’s not working. Knox pulls away from Aidan and grabs my head to kiss me. When his lips meet mine, I swear I see stars. This kiss is already the best one of my entire life so far. He has gotten better at this, which only makes me hornier. How does one kiss do this to me?
Knox requests entry when his tongue swipes at my lips. I happily open, so he can ruin me. While we kiss, Phoenix starts peppering me with love bites on my neck. I already feel like I am about to explode; I have never been so worked up. I start begging Knox to touch me in between breaths.
“Does my baby girl need my cock?” Knox asks.
“Yes, please, I need you to fill me; I need you to touch me,” I whimper and beg as he continues to devour me. Phoenix reaches the hem of my shirt and starts to pull it up and off of me. Knox finally releases my mouth for a moment, so Phoenix can drag it up and over my head. Once freed from the sweater, I am left before them in my bra and leggings. Knox quickly makes work of the bra and tosses it aside. I guess working one handed isn’t an issue for him. He looks at my breasts and kisses his way down to them. When he reaches my left breast, he latches on to my nipple and sucks, causing me to gasp and buck my hips toward him.
With Knox sucking on one nipple, Phoenix takes the other in his hand and tweaks the hardening bud, making me drench my already-soaked underwear. Aidan finally comes over, pulls down my leggings, and drags my underwear off with them. There is not enough room on this couch for all four of us. “Can we please move this party somewhere with more space?” I ask.
Suddenly, I am lifted off the couch, and my body is thrown over Aidan’s shoulder, my ass up in the air. I yelp from the quick movement but giggle when I realize my vagina is out in the open for all the men to see. It’s not like they haven’t been up close and personal with that specific body part before, though.
Aidan carries me upstairs and into a bedroom. I am not sure who sleeps in here, but I assume it is Aidan’s room. Everything about it screams his name; the sheets are black, the walls are light gray, everything is clean, and there isn’t a thing out of place. I am thrown onto the bed, landing on my back, and I bounce a few times.
All three men surround me, and I feel hands everywhere. I don’t know who is touching me where, but I don’t care. Their hands on my body feel so fucking good. Aidan grabs my ankles and pulls me toward the bottom of the bed. He nips at my ankles, and I wiggle, needing more. He starts slowly kissing his way up my leg, and when he finally reaches my mound, he kisses through my folds and spreads me open like I am about to be his favorite meal. He makes eye contact with me and then dives in, licking me from clit to ass, and I feel euphoric.
While Aidan devours me like I am his last meal, Phoenix grabs my face and kisses me hard. My lips will be bruised after tonight, but I don’t care. Knox resumes licking and sucking my nipples, making them as hard as steel. He blows on my left, making it perk up more, and I moan at the sensation. The way Aidan is eating me out, is about to make me come, and I scream his name when I do, but it is muffled by Phoenix and I kissing. Once my orgasm dies down a little, Aidan lifts his head and kisses me one last time before crawling over to Knox, taking his head from my boobs, and kissing him with my juices still on Aidan’s lips.
I never thought I would see these two men make out in front of Phoenix but fuck me if it’s not the hottest thing I have ever seen. I am about to come again just by watching them. There is so much passion laced in their kisses; it’s making me hot. When Aidan releases Knox’s mouth, he starts panting, trying to catch his breath. I look into his dark-brown eyes, and his pupils are so blown that his eyes look black. He gives me a smug smile, knowing that he just made me explode, and gets off the bed to grab something.
With Aidan gone, Knox moves his way down my body to where Aidan was moments before. He looks at me and praises, “You were such a good girl coming for Aidan. I need you to soak my face now, baby girl.”
Oh, fuck me. I am so screwed. All I can do is nod my head yes. Knox lowers his head and spreads me with his good hand, then licks me from my entrance to clit. I am so sensitive that I buck away from him. He tells me I’m not being a good girl right now by squirming. I sigh and hold still like the good girl he wants me to be. It’s fucking hard, though; the willpower to keep still is intense, and I’m not sure I can do it. Knox reaches my clit and sucks on it, making me buck again.
“Knox, please, I need you inside me. I don’t care if it’s your finger or your cock. Please give me something,” I beg. He stops and looks up at me with a smile on his face. I think he will finally put me out of my misery.
“I will fill you, baby, but first, you need your mouth filled, and Phoenix has been patiently waiting,” Knox says.
“Yes, I will do whatever. Just please fuck me,” I continue to beg. He likes my response and nods over to Phoenix. The next thing I see is Phoenix getting naked. I take a good look at his cock; the head is an angry purple, and there is a thick vein on the back side, pulsing. He is around nine inches long and moderately thick. His cock is gorgeous, every woman’s wet dream. I know I will be sore after this, but I can’t find it in me to care. I don’t think I’ve ever given head to someone as big as him. Phoenix moves closer, so I wrap my hand around his shaft and start to move my hand up and down. He moans my name, telling me how good it feels. I see a little bit of pre-cum leaking out, so I dart my tongue out to taste him, and when his salty flavor hits my taste buds, I know I am addicted. I suck his head into my mouth, trying to get more of his essence. I forgot how good Phoenix tastes. He must have been eating plenty of pineapple, which makes me giggle around his cock.
I am so busy sucking Phoenix that I don’t notice the bed move. I peek over my shoulder and see that Aidan has crawled back onto the bed. His clothes are off, and he is kneeling with his cock in front of me. I grab him with my free hand, wrap it around the base, and start to give him a hand job. I release Phoenix with a pop and move to taste Aidan. I spit on his cock, so I can slide my hand up and down his shaft more easily. I turn back to Phoenix and resume pretending his dick is a lollipop with a delicious center inside that I have to work for.
Knox must love the sight because he starts lapping me up again, and I moan. His fingers are at my entrance, and he pushes two inside me. My fucking God, that feels so good. I haven’t had a threesome in a while, and I forgot how fucking good it feels. I am never returning to a one woman show. These men sure know what they’re doing, and they have gotten way better with time, but it also pisses me off a little that they know how to play my body like a violin and can make me scream. I will be coming again soon, but this time, it will be all over Knox’s face, just like he requested. I release both Aidan and Phoenix, so I can catch my breath. My chest is heaving up and down, my jaw hurts slightly from being stretched so wide, and my wrist is sore from stroking Aidan. There is a sheen of sweat covering everyone, but I don’t think they’re done with me quite yet, and you won’t hear me complaining.