18. Fourteen
Fourteen
Fallon
N ever did I think I’d beg a man to go down on me while my boyfriend pinned me and watched, but there we were.
“You wanted this just as much as me. Remember that later.”
Beau’s warning to Jake rumbled through my entire body, his words igniting a fire that burned hot between us. All of us, as evidenced by the erection Jake rubbed against my backside or the hard-on Beau adjusted as he kneeled before me.
Indecent and explicit taunts spilled from Beau’s mouth as he caressed and stroked my legs, working in a steady and patient trail until he untied my bikini bottoms and dropped them to the ground, and I pleaded for him to take me.
Beau kissed along my thighs, his hands on my hips and fingertips digging into the flesh with a tight grasp. Tiny nips and smooth flicks of his tongue to soothe the bites. Jake’s warm breath fanned against my neck, and my body rolled forward, calling for more.
“Baby,” I whispered, guilt pooling in my gut that he witnessed me beg another man to touch me. “I’m sorry. We shouldn’t.”
So many messy reasons this would be a terrible idea once lust died down and reality crashed over us.
Would Jake resent me for this? Resent Beau? Would I resent Jake for being okay with another man touching me? Would I resent Beau for blowing into this only to breeze out again?
They might both resent me when we couldn’t unsee the things we’d done in a heated moment of ecstasy.
Jake hummed, licking my pulse point. “You’re telling me the thought of his mouth on your pussy doesn’t make you wet?”
“You… want to watch that?” My heart sped up, threatening to leap out of my throat.
His teeth bit and teased my sensitive skin. “I think I might.” He palmed my breast, plucking my nipple. “How wet is she, Beau?”
My eyes flickered to Beau, his chin resting on my leg as he grinned at me. “So wet, man. It’s beautiful. Bet she tastes really good.”
“She does,” Jake breathed. He jutted against me as I stroked him and whimpered. God, he felt so good, rock-hard and thick.
“I love to eat her pussy. Love when she goes wild and starts moaning and panting and begging to come. My girl is a sight. ”
Beau rested on his heels as he tracked our movements, Jake and I grinding against one another with frantic and hard thrusts.
“You guys are hot together,” he whispered.
“I didn’t tell you to watch us. I told you to eat her pussy and make her come,” Jake growled.
“Shit,” Beau breathed. He smiled at me. “Sweet girl. I missed this.”
Jake’s hand squeezed tighter on my breast, but he said nothing to that.
Beau pressed forward, his mouth a breath away from my pussy for several unbearable seconds as I writhed and squirmed.
“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?” he murmured, licking me slowly with the flat of his tongue.My hips rolled and ground harder.
“Oh, god,” I moaned, arching my back against Jake. He chuckled in my ear, husky and deep.
Beau licked in long and slow strokes, savoring the taste of me as he circled and sucked my clit, his hand joining to thrust two fingers inside me. No teasing now. Beau would show Jake just how good he could make me feel.
Jake grunted behind me, his chin on my shoulder as he stared down where Beau devoured me.
“I’m here, baby,” he murmured. “I love you, bringing men to their knees like the queen you are. Does it feel good?”
I moaned, nodding furiously. “Yes.” Beau crooked his fingers, hitting just right to cause my legs to tremble as he sucked my clit harder and groaned against the heat of my pussy.
Jake licked and nibbled my neck, the spot under my ear that had me spiraling.The arm wrapped around my waist kept me from collapsing atop Beau.
“Oh god,” I whimpered. “Jesus. Like that. Don’t stop.”
“You look so pretty, baby. Turns me the fuck on to see you whimpering and whining like that.” Jake was hard. So fucking hard grinding against me.
Beau glanced up and groaned, “Goddamn, that’s hot.”
“You’ve got the best seat in the house, you ungrateful dick,” Jake grumbled, his hand sliding from my breast and trailing down my belly to play with my clit.
Beau released a pained whine as he watched Jake stroke me. He buried his face in my pussy again.His mouth brushed over Jake’s fingers, his tongue lavishing my clit while Jake circled with tight swirls. They overlapped for a glorious moment that nearly broke me with the combined stimulation. Jake spread me for Beau, giving him free rein and unrestricted access to suck, kiss, and worship my pussy.
“Beautiful, baby. Your cunt looks so good open and wet for him. You gonna show him how pretty you are when you come?”
My hand rested idly on Jake’s cock, wanting to touch him but too blissed out to do so. All my ability to focus on anything other than the thrumming pleasure in my body ceased to exist. There was only this.I whimpered and nodded. Arousal slicked my thighs, my desire mixing with Beau’s saliva, and my legs trembled.
Beau was unrelenting. He licked me as Jake touched me and whispered filthy shit in my ear. They worked well as a team, in sync and steadily for all the competitiveness between them. And it was hot—a burning heat of urgency and lust.
The energy buzzed intensely between them, channeling through me like a conduit. Hands brushed over my body, occasionally touching one another, but each was instinctively aware of where to go and where the other was, where I needed them to be.
God, they were incredible together.
“You guys, I’m—” My chest heaved and my breath tightened
Beau groaned with a tiny little whimper.
Jake gave a dark laugh. “You want to jerk off, too?”
Glancing down, I caught Beau’s eyes staring behind me, where Jake stroked inside his shorts.
“Not even a little,” Beau whispered, resuming his work. “Focusing on her because I’m not selfish.”
Jake jerked himself with fast, shallow thrusts, not pulling his dick out. Modest, given the circumstances. “Bet I’ll come before she does. Are you lost or something? Need directions?”
Beau laughed, sucking and licking harder, and added fingers. And he was absolutely not lost . Flexing onto my toes, my hand buried in his hair. I ground against his face, panting.
“God, Beau. Keep going.”
Jake grunted, his hand pumping faster. Beau’s eyes shifted between my pussy and Jake’s erection.
“Amazing,” I gasped. “This is amazing.” The sound of Jake’s hand working his cock, Beau’s mouth working me…
Beau groaned, burying his tongue deeper. My head dropped onto Jake’s shoulder, the steady movement of his hand rocking his body against mine as he breathed heavily in my ear.
Indecent. Everything about this was indecent, and it lit me on fire.
“I’m coming,” I whimpered, nearly a sob. “Oh my god, I’m—”
Jake cut me off with a kiss from over my shoulder, seizing my mouth as I crested through my climax. With a groan, he bit my bottom lip, following with his own.
Chests heaving, we broke and stared down at Beau. He sat back, eyes dazed and mouth wet with my arousal.
Nobody spoke, the air silent as Jake stood with cum-coated shorts, and I rested limply against him.
Beau cleared his throat, rising from his knees. “Well, that was…”
“You want to suck him off?” Jake murmured low in my ear. “Good fucking god. Look at that miserable cock. Bet it hurts.”
His hand cupped the back of my neck, encouraging me forward. My eyes glanced over my shoulder to meet his.
Jake got off on watching someone else give me pleasure, but me returning it might not hit the same.
“Your call, baby. You can always leave him to suffer, too.” Jake grinned at Beau, and Beau flipped him off.
Standing before Beau, I admired the softness of those sweet eyes as they met mine—so kind and open, playful and light. I’d lost myself in them when we were together, falling into the tender comfort of his touch and attention. Coming apart with my gaze locked on his, breathless moans and fingers laced.
“I want to,” I whispered, dropping to my knees and tugging off his shorts.
Beau’s head dropped back, and he reflexively combed through my hair. “Shit, sweet girl, please.”
He was hard and hot in my hand, leaking pre-cum from the tip. I pulled back his foreskin, my thumb brushing over the top. My lips wrapped around him, and he groaned.
No, that wasn’t Beau’s groan.
“Baby,” Jake hissed behind me. “You look real nice on your knees. Christ, Beau, you should see how good she looks like this.”
The grip on my hair tightened, stinging my scalp. “Enjoying this view just fine.”
I took him deeper, swallowing when he hit the back of my throat, reveling in the burn and encouraging him to go harder.
Tender as he was, Beau liked a rough blowjob. Fast and hard and sloppy, assuming things hadn’t changed since our time together. His wrist stiffened, and he shot me a wicked smile. I rested my hands on his thighs and braced myself.
He quickened his pace, driving into my mouth as he panted and groaned. I dug into the tight muscles of his legs, the downy hair soft beneath my fingertips.
“Shit,” Jake muttered, the shifting of fabric registered before the sound of him spitting into his palm. Hard again, he stroked himself. “That’s real fucking nice, baby. Look at you.”
I hummed around Beau, my eyes fluttering up to watch him. But he wasn’t looking at me. Slack-jawed and panting, his eyes focused on something behind me. Someone.
Jake’s heavy breaths mixed with Beau’s, the two watching each other as I blew Beau.
“Her mouth is something else,” Beau grunted, thrusting harder. “Heavenly.”
“Yeah,” Jake rasped in that breathy exhale that told me he was close. “Love her mouth.”
“Mmmm, sweet girl. You suck me so good.” Gripping my hair with one hand, Beau caressed my face with the other. Staring at me, he spoke to Jake. “What will you think of her mouth when it’s my cum filling it?”
Jake released a choked groan, coming just as Beau’s cock thickened, and he spilled down my throat.I swallowed the familiar salty tang of his taste, taking all of him as our eyes locked, and he cupped my cheek.
Breathless, Beau brushed my hair from my face and pulled me to stand. His lips commanded mine immediately, kissing me deeply. His tongue licked into my mouth, and he rumbled an approving groan.
He broke away and pressed our foreheads together. With his chest heaving, he spoke quietly, the words only between us.“I missed you. Being close to you without apology, and not just physically. But god, I love tasting myself on your tongue, sweet girl.”
Before I could answer, Beau pushed me toward Jake. I couldn’t look at him, afraid of what I might see when I did. But he grabbed my hand, pulled me into his chest, and hugged me.
“Hey,” he murmured, cupping my face. His thumb brushed softly over my warm cheek. “That was sexy. You glorious woman. A thing of beauty, baby. Nearly killed us both. You okay?”
“Be honest,” Beau said quietly, stepping closer. “Please, Fal. Was that too much? Did I mess up?”
Blustering Beau always went sweet after intimacy. Even holding his hand on a stroll downtown turned him into a puddle.
“I’m good,” I rasped, my throat hoarse from Beau’s punishing thrusts. I rubbed a hand along my neck, grinning. “Promise. You two apes?”
Jake surprised me by smiling at Beau. “I think we’re good. Right, dipshit?”
“Absolutely, fuckface,” Beau said with a grin.
Jake shook his head, his face close to mine as he spoke in a low voice.
“You love me?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“You know I love you?”
I nodded, something heavy pressing in my chest.
“Then we’re good, baby.” He didn’t hesitate to kiss me, his tongue sweeping into my mouth with no reservations as he moaned and hugged me tighter. “It gets me going to see you so hot.”
He was in a good mood—relaxed, playful, and light.
And I realized it then. Jake loved this. Yes, he loved seeing me turned on and enjoying myself, but I think… I think he used my desire as a shield for his own because he was unsure how to make this okay.
Jake smiled at me and hauled me in for another hug. Beau stood awkwardly to the side, focusing on his shorts and adjusting them for an unnecessarily long period.
I slipped into my bikini bottoms, taking a moment to comb my fingers through my tangled hair. Jake beckoned me, tucking me under his arm and escorting me out of the woods.
“You coming?” he called to Beau.
I rested my head against him, squeezing his waist. “Thank you,” I whispered, kissing the hand over my shoulder.
Beau’s head shot up, a grin on his face. “Of course, bestie. Can’t wait to tell stories about cuckolding around the campfire. Want me to save you a seat?”
Beau jogged to catch up, smacking the back of Jake’s head as he passed.
Jake’s jaw clenched. “It’s not cuckolding, dickface. It’s hotwifing. Look it up.”
“Interesting that you’ve been doing your research, buddy.” Beau laughed, narrowly dodging the stick Jake threw at him.
“Maybe.” Jake shrugged. “Nothing wrong with a little reading, you unenlightened bastard.”
I glanced at him, my brows pinched. “You have?”
He cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably. “I just—”
“Well, shit!” Adam hollered, his words slightly slurred as he stumbled from the campfire. “Where the hell did you all disappear to?”
Several sets of eyes darted our way.
The guys glanced at each other as I stepped forward. “Having a romp in the woods. You know how it goes.”
I gracefully slid into a space on the blanket beside Chloe, ignoring her sour glare. Not because I wanted to sit next to that handsy harlot, but I didn’t want Beau to take that seat.
Adam burst into laughter half a second before everyone else. “Right,” he said, slapping Beau on the back. “Doubt you’d survive that.”