Research and Development #2
“Mom might want me to stay there.” Sara’s tense, like we’ll force her to decide right this minute.
“We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it, flower.
” I rub my thumb over her hip bone. Just like we’ll have to decide whether to stay here in this house or move back to the apartment.
And if Drew will move in and Tom will move out.
Or if we’ll find a new place. These are decisions we’ll make together.
“I still want my dates and Sunday brunch, but I suppose you all can join.” Drew smirks. “Since we’re sharing everything else.”
Dante clears his throat. “We should establish some boundaries.” His icy gaze flicks to me.
I chuckle. He might not enjoy my nightly missions, but Sara does. And she’s the only one who matters to me in this equation, but if we’re going to live together and get along, we’ll need to discuss it.
“The three of us have lived together for a long time.” Dante lifts Sara’s hand to his lips. “Privacy is important and respecting that privacy is also important.”
“Is this the roommate talk?” Drew asks, leaning back. “I’ve never had roommates before.”
Sara turns her head toward Dante. “So, do you want me to knock before coming into your room? That kind of thing?”
“I think the rules are more for each other, trouble.” Wyatt turns to look at Drew.
“Like Dante said, we’ve already established boundaries for living together.
We generally knock before entering each other’s rooms. If you need to borrow something of someone’s, you ask permission, not forgiveness.
Generally if it’s not yours, you should verify with the owner you can use it. ”
Dante says, “Obviously, the kitchen is fair use and so is Sara.”
“Hey,” she says, but he just smiles at her and tweaks her nose.
“But we each need our own space.” Dante turns to me. “That means getting permission before sneaking in to fuck Sara on someone else’s night.”
Sara squirms on my lap. My cock was already on high alert from having her warm and soft in my arms, but now it hardens further.
“I can be respectful of boundaries,” I admit begrudgingly. “I can ask nicely before coming in and fucking our girl.”
“How about if the door is locked, you don’t find your way inside?” Dante raises an eyebrow.
“That’s fair.”
Sara turns her face and kisses my jaw.
“So don’t take anyone else’s toys without asking?” Drew asks. “I assume the same for clothes, but given that we all get our suits tailored, that probably won’t be an issue.”
“We can’t exactly play by Wyatt’s rule of no underwear for me or I have to be naked until Tom and Natasha aren’t living with us anymore.” Sara sounds a little relieved.
“We’re alone now.” Wyatt narrows his gaze on her. “Stand up, trouble.”
I help Sara to her feet and drag down her shorts and panties while she takes off her top.
She puts her hands on her hips and glares at Wyatt. “Better?”
“Much.”
I slide my boxers off before pulling her back down on my lap. She lets out a little hiss as our skin makes contact. I drape her legs on the outside of my thighs and part her legs with mine.
“It’s a good rule.” Drew drags his fingers over his lips, taking every inch of Sara in. “I could definitely get used to Sara greeting me when I get home from work like that.”
I reach up to cup her breast and she wiggles her ass back against my cock.
I clear my throat, needing to get through this.
“What else do we need to go over? I still don’t want to schedule sex.
If she’s willing and I’m wanting, I figure it’s fair game.
If a door is locked, I’ll resist unlocking it and helping myself. ”
“We should figure out the bed situation.” Dante lifts Sara’s leg that’s close to him and hooks her knee over his, spreading her even more open. “Sara didn’t want to have to choose whose bed she’d be sharing nightly and Finn didn’t want a schedule. There are four of us and four weeknights.”
I slide my other hand around Sara’s hip to dip between her legs. She releases a low moan as I lightly graze her pussy.
“So what? You want to draw cards? Flip coins? Arm wrestle?” Drew relaxes back in the chair and spreads his legs. His boxers don’t conceal his erection. “Maybe see who can make Sara come the fastest?”
“I vote the last one.” Sara’s words are breathless.
“You shouldn’t want to come fast, flower,” I say in her ear and lean her forward with my body. “You should want the guy who’s going to make you wait for your release. To make you ache you need it so badly.”
I line my cock up with her entrance and thrust into her.
She moans. Her cunt flutters around me as I straighten us both so she’s sitting with my cock buried in her.
I’m all in on this relationship and willing to do what’s necessary to keep the peace.
But if I have the chance to fuck my flower, I’m going to fuck her.
I spread my legs, opening her wider and lightly caressing her clit with my fingers. When she tries to rock her hips, I wrap my other arm around her waist to hold her tight against me.
“Maybe you should want the guy who makes you come the loudest, flower.” I know I’m derailing this meeting, but fuck, what more is there to talk about? Respect each other and fuck Sara. Those are the only two rules any of us need.
“So what’s the challenge?” Wyatt stares at where I’m buried inside Sara’s tight little pussy.
She squirms in my lap, but I just continue my light torture that isn’t going to get her off. Or shouldn’t, but Sara’s got a hair trigger of a release. Her fingers slide over mine, pressing them harder against her.
“No cheating, flower.”
She trails her fingers lower until they slip over my balls.
I suck in a breath. “Fuck, Sara.”
“The challenge is who can make Sara come the loudest.” Dante chuckles. “Winner decides the order of sleeping arrangements for the week.”
Her breathing is harsh next to my ear. Her cunt tightens around me, on the verge of exploding.
“Just like this.” I circle her hard clit. “Cock in her cunt, fingers on her clit. Motionless until she comes. Anything after is just extra.”