27. Chapter 27
27
Rose
M y mind was so hazy with pleasure that I didn’t care about anything else. Never had I thought I would be in bed with all three of them. Malak, Kelly, Grey. Hell, I’d never expected to be eaten out by Greyson Reed of all people, but…there I was, grinding myself against Kelly, not for the first time, mind you, while Grey and Malak did the same.
I was so close to coming that I could barely handle it. One was usually enough for me, but I was desperate for more. I wasn’t sure if I could handle more than two, and I didn’t want the fun to end so soon.
So, I quickly pulled myself back from Kelly, shivering at the self-denial, and dropped in between her beautiful thighs.
I quickly replaced the friction from my own pussy with my tongue, swirling and flicking it against her hard clit.
Kelly’s quick gasps filled my ears, the way her body went rigid and her hips jerked against my face, I wrapped my arms around both of her thighs and held her tighter, pulling her closer.
“Rose!” Kelly gasped.
I was so engrossed, I didn’t notice Grey and Malak moving up from their embrace.
My own arousal was dripping and pulsing between my thighs, but I couldn’t give it to myself yet.
I couldn’t have this end yet, it needed to last as long as possible.
It seemed however, that Grey and Malak had other ideas.
Malak leaned over my shoulder, his voice a low rumble in my ear, “Lube, where did it go?” he asked.
I pulled my head up from Kelly just as she finished cumming, squeezed her thighs and licked my lips. My head was fuzzy as I tried to remember what I had done with it right before Kelly and Grey had burst in.
“Mm,” I hummed, and wiped at my chin, “On the floor.cumming”
I watched as Malak slid off the bed just enough to grab the lube off the floor to the side of it, and slide back on. I gulped as I witnessed Malak slowly stroke lube onto his hard length. When I looked up at Kelly, her eyes were filled with hunger, and I had no doubt that I was in the way. I moved out from in between Kelly’s thighs and towards Grey, looking over just as Malak positioned himself between Kelly’s thighs.
The night had started out with just the two of us, my heart squeezed with every kiss, touch, but, there was something so perfect, watching as Malak thrust into Kelly, his arms on both sides of her head, holding himself up above her just slightly. Kelly whimpered, her fingers curling into Malak’s biceps.
I shuttered and crawled over to them, using one hand to push Malak up, so that he had to lean more on his knees while fucking her, and positioned myself over Kelly’s face. I looked down at her, about to open my mouth to ask her if it was okay, when her hands gripped my thighs and pulled my pussy down onto her face.
“Shit,” I gasped, and my hips started to rock slowly against her face. My gaze shifted over to Grey, watching him kneeling on the bed.
“Are you going to just sit there, or join the fun?” I asked. I could tell he was trying to work out in his head where to go, so many naked bodies in one bed.
Grey quickly moved in front of us, on the bed just near the pillows kneeled there. I bit at my lip, watching his cock bob with his movements.
I leaned down a bit, and he moved his hips just the right amount to slide his length into my mouth. My hands reached out and gripped the headboard.
As Kelly’s tongue caressed my clit, the sound of her moans, and Malak’s cock filling her again and again, I was barely able to keep myself from cumming. Grey rocked his hips, fucking my mouth, and I swirled my tongue around him with each thrust. My arms grew shaky and sweaty, my hips bucked against Kelly’s mouth as the heat from my pussy and thighs grew even hotter, my stomach tightened and my thighs squeezed against Kelly’s head as I came. The vibration of Kelly’s own moans only drove my orgasm home harder. Just as I finished, I felt Grey’s body stiffen, and his cock pulsed in my mouth.
“Fuck, fuck,” Grey moaned.
His cum filled my mouth, and I swallowed hastily before quickly pulling my mouth off him with a soft pop and panting for air.
I rolled off Kelly onto my back on the bed, practically seeing stars. My body was dripping with sweat, my heart so loud in my ears I could barely hear it as Malak grunted and moaned. When I looked over, through slightly blurry vision, I watched as Malak pulled out and his cum shot along Kelly’s stomach and thighs.
My clit and hips twitched, almost as if wanting more, but I knew I couldn’t take it.
With that, we were all a panting, sweaty mess. The room smelling so heavily of sex, I wasn’t sure it would ever go away.
Ten minutes. Ten minutes we all laid there, panting for air, calming down. I could hear the floor upstairs creak every now and again, and wondered, how much had Lindsey heard? I didn’t care. Not after how she’d treated Kelly. Grey, I wasn’t so sure he didn’t deserve it.
I swallowed hard. A pit formed in my stomach as I looked over and saw him laying a few inches away from me, eyes closed. One of his feet was crossed over my ankle. Grey had always been a problem for Malak and I. He was constantly in trouble. His family was a dark stain on the town. They always had been. Still, I knew the way I felt around him, hot, needy. The way the butterflies in my stomach used to flutter at the sight of him, as I looked at him then, they still did, but perhaps for a different reason.
Regret and anxiety crawled up my back.
I slowly scooched out from underneath the pile of legs and arms I was caught under, and headed over to the window beside the bed, opening it halfway. A rush of cool wind sit me, and I sighed happily. The cold air was much needed in the stuffy, humid room.
“I’m going to get some water. Anyone else need anything?” I asked, as I grabbed a robe from the guest closet and pulled it on, binding it around my waist.
“Mm,” I heard from Kelly, “Water please.”
I waited to hear from anyone else, but realized as I watched Grey and Malak’s forms that they had already fallen to sleep. I chuckled weakly and made my way out of the room.
My bare feet padded slightly against the floor as I made my way to the kitchen. I turned the light on above the sink and opened the cabinet above it, grabbing two glasses.
When I turned around towards the fridge, I saw Lindsey standing there in the entryway.
I gasped softly and then exhaled heavily.
“You startled me,” I mumbled, and stepped over to the fridge. I pressed one of the glasses against the mechanism and watched as cold water started to flow into the glass.
“So, you’ve just decided to go fully insane now?” Lindsey asked, her voice quiet.
I didn’t look at her, my throat tight. I’d been doing my best to pretend I didn’t care what she thought, but it was wearing thin.
“Says a woman whose scratches are still healing on my face,” I replied.
Lindsey stepped closer. “I guess I could understand you fucking my sister, but her roommates too?” she asked, “One of which is your ex. Don’t think I didn’t realize that.”
My stomach ached. I moved the empty glass to the fridge and started to fill it at as well.
“It’s none of your business,” I told her.
“Well, this isn’t your house,” Lindsey reminded me.
“Yeah, I know, and it isn’t yours either. It’s your fathers,” I told her, and turned to face her, “Yes, I had sex with three people. What a scandal. You can be mad at me all you want, but leave them out of it.”
Lindsey flushed and folded her arms under her bust. “Fine,” she sighed, “it’s just kind of a hard pill to swallow, be being single, and you have sex with three people. In the same house as me.” Her jaw tightened.
I stepped closer to her. Lindsey’s eyes shifted along my body, down to my feet and up to my face. I flushed, and looked away from her. “Look, I know…there’s some kind of chemistry between us,” I replied, and cleared my throat, “…but I don’t want you, Lindsey, not in any way.”
“Oh, well, thanks,” she huffed.
“I mean,” I sighed, “You deserve someone who does. Our sex life it was okay. You have to admit that. There’s more and better to be had for both of us, somewhere else.”
“For you, it seems to already be here,” Lindsey said, her voice harsh.
I shook my head, my eyes burning slightly. I was too tired to deal with the emotions being around her brought me. “I do care about you, but…our marriage isn’t what I want. Is it really what you want?” I asked her.
Lindsey was quiet, and looked at the floor. “No,” she mumbled, “but how am I going to be alone?”
I sighed, both glasses full and in my hands. “I don’t know, Lindsey,” I told her, “but how about we both just go to bed? We can talk more in the morning. Like adults?”
Lindsey pursed her lips. “I guess,” she sighed and moved out of my way, “I’m sorry about earlier.”
I shook my head, “I think Kelly is the one who needs the apology, not me,” I stepped around her, “Night.”
The second I made it into the hallway, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I had been holding until that very moment. I took a moment to steady myself and headed back to the bedroom, opening the door as carefully as possible, and closing it with my hip. I tip toed over to the bed, seeing Kelly sitting up, though looking like she was barely managing it, her eyes drooping. I took several quick gulps of my own glass and handed Kelly hers while standing on the side of the bed. My ears grew hot as I watched Kelly drink, water dripping down her chin and in between her breasts. The room had cooled down a decent amount by the time I was there, but Malak and Grey were fast asleep and taking up most of the room on the bed.
“You want to move beds?” I asked Kelly in a hushed tone.
Kelly looked around her and nodded, reaching over to hand me the glass. I watched with amusement as Kelly slowly made her way out of the bed, out from underneath heavy arms. Malak roused ever so slightly, but didn’t say anything. I downed the rest of my water and set the glasses on the nightstand, not wanting to make another stop to the kitchen, just in case Lindsey was still there. I opened the closet again, and pulled out the second robe that was in there, handing it to Kelly.
“Come on,” I whispered, and opened the door to the bedroom. Kelly stepped out before me and I closed the door quietly behind me. I could see how wobbly Kelly’s legs were, and I could relate. I brushed my fingers through my hair, stepping slowly, and keeping an eye on Kelly as we both made our way to the stairs.
The sun peaked through the curtains, casting a warm glow along Kelly’s body from where she lay beside me. My eyes were just barely peaked open, begging me to close them and go back to sleep. Dare I listen? Judging by the growling in my stomach, I decided that was likely not for the best.
Still, for that moment, I didn’t move from the bed. My arm remained wrapped around Kelly’s soft warm body, and I wiggled closer against her. Both of us still had our robes on, but just being close to her ignited me. My face nuzzled against the curve of her neck, and I listened as she began to rouse softly.
“Good morning,” I whispered.
Kelly groaned softly and slowly turned her head so that she was looking at me through the messy curly locks of her hair. I brushed my fingers along her cheek as she was rolling over to turn around, and forcing her eyes open just a bit more.
“Morning,” she mumbled. “If it’s before 9, I’m not interested.”
I chuckled. “Ah, you’re so beautiful when you’re sleepy ,” I told her in Italian.
Kelly just blinked at me and then wiggled her way closer against me. “I recognized beautiful, so, thanks I guess,” she mumbled and buried her face into the tip of bare skin along my chest that was peaking out from the robe. Her breath against my chest made me shiver.
“Do you think the men are awake yet?” I asked her, my voice lower, huskier than normal from sleep.
Kelly hummed out a sound before speaking. “I don’t know, but your accent is so wonderful in the morning,” she told me. “I’ve always thought that.”
I smirked, my face flushing.
“Oh really?” I asked.
My heart was squeezing hard in my chest. I could not think of anything better than being curled up in bed at that moment.
Suddenly the bedroom door opened, causing me to sit up away from Kelly in surprise, my pulse quickening. I sighed in relief when I realized it was just Malak and Grey standing in the doorway. In their boxers, mind you.
Kelly sat up sleepily, a confused look on her face, and flushed deeply.
“Get in here!” Kelly whisper-yelled, “My sister is here! You can’t just walk around like that.”
Grey rolled his eyes, closing the door behind him and Malak as they both stepped in. Looking absolutely ravishing in the morning glow, messy hair, bodies marked.
Though, as I eyed Grey again, my stomach twisted.
“As opposed to you two, naked as ever, under those robes?” Grey asked, rubbing at the back of his head before scratching at his chest. He yawned and stepped over, plopping down on the end of the bed.
My eyes shifted over, met Malak’s. I could see the affection, desire there. My thighs grew warm. As I looked every, everything felt almost perfect. All four of us were in that room, sexy, passionate, full of life. Yet, as I looked at Grey, something felt off. I couldn’t quite pinpoint it, or perhaps I simply didn’t want to admit it. Regret.
I tried to shift the subject in my head, watching as Grey started to crawl over to Kelly.
“Are you hungry?” I asked everyone.
“For something,” Grey teased.
I pursed my lips as I looked to the side. “Oh,” I remembered, “Lindsey caught me in the kitchen last night. She heard us.”
I saw Kelly’s face turn pink, and she cleared her throat. “Oh God,” she mumbled, “She knows? You didn’t say anything, did you?”
I raised a brow and then shrugged. “She’s Lindsey. She’s going to be upset either way,” I explained.
“You heard how she got about Grey and Malak last night though,” Kelly reminded me.
The words came out of my mouth before I could even think, “It’s just fun,” I blinked, “Grey, at least. Right?” I looked at. You him.
Grey looked back at me, almost mirroring the curious look on my face.
“What?” Kelly asked, “This is just fun, Rose?”
I shook my head, “No, I mean, Greyson,” I waved a hand towards him, “No offense, but I don’t expect you to take this seriously, you’re not exactly one for serious.”
Grey’s jaw tightened.
“I mean, we didn’t talk about any of that,” Kelly insisted, her voice growing a bit panicked.
“I know Grey’s family. They’re not exactly a gentle commitment,” I chuckled weakly. “Anyone who even thought about it, would have to be reckless.”
Kelly pursed her lips. “So, are you calling me reckless?” she asked, “For sleeping with him, you did too.”
I blinked. “No, that’s not what I mean,” I said slowly. “I ended my marriage because I have feelings for you, Kelly. That choice wasn’t for Greyson.”
“Or for me,” Malak’s voice came from the side of me.
When I looked over, I saw the look in his eyes. What had previously been affection and desire, was frustration and realization.
“What?” I asked, my stomach tighter than ever. I hated seeing him look that way. I wanted to crawl over to him and curl into his lap.
Instead, I slid out of the bed and tightened the belt of the robe around myself.
“I don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m tired and haven’t eaten,” I insisted. “Let’s talk about this later?”
My legs were a bit shaky as I stood, my muscles sore.
Kelly stood up from the bed as well. “No, I don’t like what you’re insinuating,” she said. “Look, I know Grey’s family isn’t exactly the best, but at least he’s been honest.”
I laughed, “Honest?” I asked and shook my head. “I’m not here to say who has been the most honest or not. I know I’m not one to talk. I guess I had the wrong idea, or I’m uncertain about last night.”
“You can just say you wish you didn’t fuck us,” Grey replied, his voice harsh. “You just want your precious Malak back and probably want to get away from Kelly and Lindsey now.”
My heart jumped into my throat. “What?” I asked, “No that’s not—“
“God, I am so done,” Kelly huffed, “I don’t even understand why I’m here trying to talk to my sister who tried to attack me, who just wants to do whatever our father thinks is best, won’t listen to me.”
I swallowed hard. “No, but, listen, she said she’d talk this morning,” I insisted.
“No, okay, I’m done here. I should be at work, helping Emily, not taking days off before I’ve barely been working there to come here and be in the middle of something I don’t want to be in!”
Grey stepped beside her. “Let’s just leave,” he said. “We have no reason to be here anymore. Lindsey is Rose’s problem, isn’t she?”
“She is,” I replied, “but I think we should all talk.”
Kelly stepped over to me, her eyes glistening. “I think, when you get your shit together, you can come find me, us, whoever it is you want, until then, I don’t want to be in this house,” she explained and stepped back with a groan, “It’s making me crazy.”
My pulse was so quick, my head dizzy, I could barely process what had just happened in the span of a few minutes.
“Who do you want, Kelly?” I asked her, directing her own question back at her, confused.
Kelly shook her head and motioned her arms around. “If you have to even ask that, I really don’t know what happened last night.”
The next second, she was following Grey out of the bedroom.
I looked at Malak, my brow furrowing. He looked back at me, his arms folded, his long hair a silky mess on his head.
“Don’t leave,” I whispered, tilting my head to the side.
Malak removed most of the distance between us, looking down at me with those captivating brown eyes. “I have to,” he replied quietly, “but, you, Rosie, get things figured out here, and come to us. Kelly and I will be there.”
My tongue darted along my lips. “…and Grey?” I asked.
Malak eyed me and shrugged his large shoulders. “I don’t know, but I’m not picking people. Not today.”
I watched Malak turn around and walk out of the room, my heart aching. The pain was only a fraction of what I felt when we’d parted years before — and yet tears dripped along my cheeks.
What am I doing?