26. Asher
Asher
My phone rings with a FaceTime call while I’m in the middle of my bicep curl reps. I see Rae’s name, and that’s the only reason I stop to answer. Everyone else can fuck off.
She asked if I wanted to come to the Dragons’ hockey game tonight, but I had about a million other things I would rather do. Include watching paint dry. Nothing like watching a bunch of guys get to do the thing they enjoy doing while I’m stuck here miserably recovering and can’t do the same.
I set the weight down before picking up my phone and sliding the screen to answer. Rae’s gorgeous face fills my screen, and I grin at the sight.
“Hey, good girl,” I greet.
“Are you naked?”
“You wish I was.” I pan the camera to show that I’m just shirtless, but sweatpants hang low on my hips.
I don’t miss that hitch in her breath as I move the camera back up. I have a good body, I know she enjoys it. We’re both good looking people, no shame in both of us getting to enjoy it.
“Your turn,” I tease.
“I-I’m not alone.” She pans the camera to the side to show Grayson sitting next to her on a couch I don’t recognize and I give them both an unimpressed look.
“You’ve got your puppy dog, why’d you call me?” I ask, harsher than I intend to.
I faintly hear Grayson grumble something about not being a puppy dog in the background, but he has yet to prove me wrong, so I’ll keep saying it.
“Because I wanted to,” she says confidently, and that has me almost impressed. I saw how she lit up taking control a little bit when the three of us were together. She liked it. There’s a fire in her, and I’m enjoying bringing it out more and more.
I drop back on my own couch, sinking into the cushions. “Is it because Grayson doesn’t do a good enough job unless I’m around talking you through it? Nothing to be ashamed of, bud, some guys just don’t have it.”
He shakes his head off to the side of the screen. “Such a fucking asshole. Want me to prove how not true that is?”
“Hold on.” Rae fills my screen again. “If this is going to work you two have to kind of get along.”
I smirk, stretching my right arm up while my left holds my phone in my lap, tilted up so she can see the bare top half of my body. I’m not technically trying to distract her or anything. It’s just a fun side effect to see her stutter and get all nervous.
“If what is going to work?” I question.
“Um, all of us.” Her cheeks get pink, that same way she does when she’s turned on and practically fucking herself onto me. I’m almost too distracted to register what she just said.
“All of us?” I ask.
“Y-yeah, like together. I want…you both.”
“Isn’t that kinda what we’ve already been doing?
” I smirk, not sure why we’re having this conversation.
And especially not sure why we’re having it over a video call when I could be over there in a few minutes and we wouldn’t need to talk about anything other than how good she looks impaled on my cock.
Her face gets even more red. “I guess, but I mean like…officially…I guess.”
Grayson pulls her into his lap, and my fist clenches because I want to touch her so badly. It’s not jealousy I’m feeling, but it’s something and I want to be there.
“I’m coming over,” I announce.
“You don’t know where I live,” Grayson says.
“I’ll find out.”
“Wait.” Rae gets between us again. “No, I didn’t want to get distracted, which will happen if we’re in the same room again. And if you two can’t get along.”
“I’ll do anything for you, Sunshine, you know that.”
I scoff, barely holding back an eye roll. The thought of anything being “official” makes my skin itch, but on the other hand I haven’t had any interest in anyone else since moving back here.
Really since I saw her in Vegas.
My mind’s been consumed by Rae, something about her, so many things about her.
Grayson calls her sunshine, but she’s more than that.
She’s all the stars in the fucking galaxy with how brightly she shines.
If I say no then I think this would be the end of all of this.
Is it my first choice to share her? No, but is the thought appealing anyway?
Yeah. It really fucking is.
“I’m in,” I grunt lowly. “Now let me come over.”
Rae smiles widely, but it quickly turns mischievous. “No.”
I sit forward, challenging her through the phone screen. “No?”
Her teeth sink into her plush bottom lip. “No. You can watch though.”
“Watch? Babe, I can only watch for so long before I need to take control for myself.” I leave out another comment about Grayson not doing a good enough job because she wants us to get along.
She shrugs. “Up to you. You can watch, but we won’t be able to hear you.”
“That just means next time I see you, I’m going to make you pay for this.”
“Promise?”
There she is.
She may not know who she is, but I’m starting to.
“I promise,” I tell her, darkly, but she’s setting up the phone to face the couch, and I don’t know if she already turned my volume down, but she gives me one more small grin before she’s throwing her leg over Grayson’s lap and all I can see is her back, his legs, and his hands on her.
The name sprawled across her back has me biting my tongue.
But when Grayson’s hands grab her ass, pulling her into him, I groan, wanting them to be my hands, my lap she’s on. Fuck, she’s incredible like this. I almost want to hang up because this is about to be torture for me, but I also can’t look away. I don’t want to miss a single second of this.
“Show him how well you listen to me, Sunshine,” Grayson’s voice groans out, and I scoff. I bet he thinks rough fucking is a little ass slap or something.
He probably lets up when she’s choking on his cock, instead of holding her down harder. He probably would apologize if he left a mark on her flawless skin. I sit back, watching to see what’s going to happen, knowing I’m going to have to take care of her properly after this.
They’re kissing and leaning back to pull the jersey off her.
Thank fuck, because I didn’t want to keep staring at his name on her.
MMA doesn’t have anything like that where I could parade her around with my name on her body.
Just another thing that annoys me with hockey.
Everyone can know she’s his. But they won’t know she’s mine too.
I wonder for a moment if this is a mistake, that I’m going to be left in the dark with whatever this is and end up getting left behind.
Then Rae is flipping around, facing the camera in just her jeans and bra, but Grayson has his arms around her body, unbuttoning the denim while she looks at me.
“I can’t hear you, but I can see you, you know,” she taunts, sliding her hands up her chest, squeezing her tits through her bra. My jaw tightens as my cock hardens at the sight of her. I want to pull it out to ease the ache, but I’d much rather she be the one touching me.
“Do you wish you could be touching me too?” she asks, while Grayson pushes her pants down and she lifts her hips to help get them all the way off.
“You fucking know I do,” I tell her, and she smirks.
“Can’t hear you,” she sing songs.
I groan again as Grayson’s hands move around the front of her body again, pushing into her panties. Rae moans, dropping her head back against him, her body on display for me, but it’s not enough. I want her naked. I want to see every single inch of her while he touches her.
I can’t take it anymore, shoving my sweatpants down to my knees, I wrap my hand around my dick, tightly.
Her bra falls from her arms, and I don’t know who undid it, but now her pink nipples are pointed and perfect.
My mouth waters, dying to take them into my mouth.
To suck them so hard she has bruises and knows exactly who gave them to her.
Grayson’s hand moves where I can’t see, but she’s moaning and writhing against him. He’s speaking too low for me to hear, but I don’t care. I don’t want to hear him right now. The only thing I care about is the angelic woman on this phone screen, and the sound of her pleasure.
She grabs his wrist and pulls his hand from her. Looking at the screen like she’s looking in my eyes as she brings his fingers up to her mouth, she wraps her lips around them and smiles while tasting herself on his skin.
I groan, tugging on my dick even rougher at the sight. Fuck this woman. Fuck her being so fucking perfect.
She stands up and I can only see the back of her legs, but she’s removing her panties, and I readjust my position for whatever is about to come next.
“Take these off,” she says, and I’m going to pretend she’s talking to me, even though I know that’s not true.
Rae bends over and I get a glimpse of her soaking pussy, and groan loudly, squeezing the head of my dick, wishing it was that sweet pussy around me instead.
Then she’s climbing onto Grayson’s lap, and he’s positioning his cock at her entrance while she sinks down with a mix between a gasp and a moan. This shouldn’t be much different than porn for me, but it is; it’s better than anything I’ve ever fucking seen.
“Fuck,” I groan to myself while I watch them, stroking myself, wanting to sink inside her so badly.
Their sounds of pleasure mix, coming from my phone speaker, and I watch as Rae bounces on him, her tight pussy sucking him in as she rides.
“Turn around, Sunshine, show him what he’s really missing,” Grayson tells her, and I’m almost impressed that he’s taking control a bit.
Good for him. Maybe he’s not always her bitch.
I’m distracted by the view on the screen once again when Rae is turning around, settling back on Grayson’s lap while I get a prime view of her.
Full tits with hard nipples are begging for my mouth.
Her dripping cunt makes my mouth water, dying for a taste.
She stretches her legs over Grayson’s while sinking down.
Her gasps of pleasure have my head rolling back on a groan.
But I don’t want to miss a single second of this view.
Rae’s legs are hooked around Grayson’s and he jerks them open more, spreading her wide for me to see where she’s completely filled by him. Her skin is flush, and the camera cuts off right at her chin, so I can’t see her face and I wonder if she’s watching me, or if her eyes are closed.
I want to ask, but she can’t hear me and I’m tugging at my dick even harder in irritation.
“Give him a good view. Make him wish he was the one fucking you like this. But right now you’re mine,” Grayson growls.
“You’re mine too,” I tell her, even though she can’t hear me. Doesn’t matter, she’s going to know soon enough.
I continue to watch as he fucks up into her, while she moans and writhes. Her legs start to shake, and it looks like she’s trying to slam them closed, but he continues to hold her open. For me.
His hand slides down her body, the path I want to trail with my tongue, all the way down to her clit. He starts rubbing the bud, and she cries out even louder, making me squeeze my cock so hard it’s almost painful.
“That’s it, come for me. Show him how much you love my cock inside you,” Grayson coaxes.
Rae’s hips are bucking, her whole body is tensing and her moans are turning into loud cries.
She looks like she’s practically fucking glowing as she comes, not just for him, but for me too.
I groan, fucking my fist even harder as my own release builds quickly watching her completely unravel.
My vision goes blurry as I come, coating my hand and stomach as Rae’s moans continue to come from my phone, turning into whimpers and then heavy breathing that matches mine.
When I finally feel like I can focus my eyes again, I look at the screen to see Rae’s face, red hair a mess, lips swollen, and cheeks pink.
“Can you hear me now, good girl?” I ask, my voice gravely.
She nods, sinking her teeth into her bottom lip.
“Hope you’re ready for what I’m going to do the next time I see you.” I don’t give her a chance to respond, just hang up the call to let my threat simmer.
My apartment is suddenly so silent, it’s almost unnerving how silent it is when I’m all alone like this. My cum on my skin is starting to make a mess. I get up to go to the bathroom to clean myself up. When I look in the mirror I start to question what the fuck I’m doing.
I see the scars on my chest; there’s more on my back I don’t have to see.
The bruising on my shoulder is fading, but it still aches.
I’m not someone that can give a woman like that the life she deserves.
Grayson is, but I’m going to be selfish and take her anyway.
She wants us both, she can have us both, even if I don’t like him.
She’s pulled me in too deep to stop this now; I crave her in a way I’ve never craved anyone. Attracted? Sure, but I’ve never felt like this. The need to have her around me. The desire so strong nothing else matters. The way I’m willing to share her just to ensure she stays in my life.
I look into my own eyes in my reflection, seeing the truth of who I am, where I came from. All the shit I went through that no one even knows. Only I see it all when I look at myself. But somehow she makes it better, and that’s why I’m not going to give her up, even if I should.