Chapter 39
Consolidation
Wyatt
“You good, man?” Finn claps me on the shoulder as I stare at the bathroom door.
This sharing shit is fucked. I want to rush in there and tear her out of Drew’s arms. I was okay when I knew what he was doing to her, but now... With them alone?
Is it always going to feel this way? It burned when I saw her with other men, before I knew she was still a virgin.
Instead, I draw in a breath and turn to Finn’s knowing green eyes. “Yeah, I’m good.”
“Lie better next time.” Finn pats my shoulder and heads to the bar to pour some more drinks. None of us have been drinking too much as we want to be present for this. Present for her.
There’s a second bathroom in this suite, so I’ve showered and put my boxers back on. Now we’re just waiting for Sara and Drew to finish. Could I barge into the bathroom and join them? Maybe?
This whole thing is kind of put together with rubber bands and Elmer’s glue. I’m not sure it will hold until we put something down that we all understand and agree to. Make sure we’re all on the same page when it comes to Sara.
“Stop worrying.” Dante hands me a drink. “Sara can hold her own with him.”
I grunt and take a sip of the scotch. Sara can hold her own with the four of us. It’s impressive. But I’ve always known she was special. She just can’t be mine.
“She’s made of tougher stuff than most women.” Dante sits in the chair, holding his glass between his knees. He’s also in his boxers and has taken a shower so his blond hair hangs wet around his shoulders.
“She’s stubborn. That doesn’t equal tough.” I sit in the chair next to him because I can see the door to the bathroom from here.
Sara is soft and warm. Someone could easily use her. Which is the reason I helped Tom scare her boyfriends in high school.
Shouldn’t someone go check on her and Drew?
“You’ve ignored her for the past six years. The fact that she’s willing to accept you now after everything proves she’s strong.” Dante leans back and blows out a breath. “Besides, you agreed to include him.”
Drew Young. Who would have ever thought Sara would want a guy like him? He’s rich, sure. New money. Dresses nicely. Keeps himself fit. Is attractive, if all the matchmaking mothers and notches on his bedpost are anything to go by.
But that’s just it. He’s a man whore. He doesn’t hide it. Like a point of pride, he flaunts it. And I’ve let him touch Sara. Let him fuck her. Knowing who he is.
He’s said he’s committed, but for how long? What happens to her when he strays?
“What do we actually know about him?” I tip my glass toward the door and lean toward Dante. “We haven’t really had anyone dig into his background. Just the surface stuff that tells us his credit score and that he hasn’t been convicted of any crime. Convicted.”
“Wyatt.” Dante’s voice is calm, but that’s who Dante is. He’s the rock of our group.
“What?” I down more of my drink and feel it burn its way to my gut.
“He’s a good guy. I asked around.” Dante takes a sip. “Yeah, he sleeps around, but he hasn’t so much as stepped out with another woman since he started dating Sara, which is some sort of record for the man.”
“It’s not like they’ve been dating long,” I scoff.
“You can hate him all you want, but Sara likes him.” Dante runs his finger along the rim of his glass.
“You don’t think it’s a little convenient that Tom used to go to his club and that’s the only lead we’ve had so far?
” My mind spins with possibilities. “What if Drew is the new client Tom is running from? And we’re all just letting Drew fuck his sister?
What if that’s the reason Drew’s interested in her? ”
Finn settles in the seat next to mine. “We can go through all the conspiracy theories later, but right now, we have a woman to fuck.”
I run my hand through my hair. Yeah, we do. My cock twitches. I’m good with vanilla sex for the most part. I hide the part of me that most women don’t find acceptable until I truly know someone. Because in the kind of sexual relationship I want, there has to be trust.
She needs to trust me to stop if she says her safe word. And I have to trust her to use it. Especially when things get rough.
Just thinking about holding Sara down and making sure she’s completely overwhelmed with cock makes me hard. Fuck.
The door to the bathroom opens and Sara comes out in a towel with her damp hair hanging over her breasts. Her makeup is all gone. She looks fresh and innocent.
I hold my hand out to her and she bites her lip, but she comes forward. Satisfaction burns in my chest as she sits on my lap. I hold my drink to her and she arches an eyebrow, but takes it and swallows a mouthful.
When she hands me back the glass, I set it to the side and draw her mouth down to mine. Our tongues touch and the smoky taste of the liquor lingers in our mouths. The kiss goes on as we explore each other. When she sucks on my tongue, a bolt of need courses through me.
We draw away from each other. Her green eyes are almost black with her desire. Fuck, this woman has always been mine, but now I can own her and claim her. For how long?
I can’t think about my friend’s inevitable return with what I’m about to do, because right now, Sara’s the most important person in the room. And she wants to feel everything.
She loosens the towel and drops it on the floor beside the chair, leaving her beautifully naked on my lap. I run my fingertips down her side and a shiver ripples through her.
“Are you ready for us?” I’ve already told her what we want to do to her.
Her eyes flick to Dante and Finn before returning to mine. “Yes, sir.”
Drew chuckles darkly. “I’m willing to watch this time, but I’m on board for participating in our girl’s pleasure.”
When she stands, I trail my hand over her ass as she walks past me back to Drew in his chair. With her hands on his shoulders, she bends over and kisses him. Fuck, her body is everything I ever dreamed about.
Finn grins my way before moving behind her and sliding his hand over her pussy. She moans into Drew’s mouth and spreads her legs for Finn. So fucking willing to do what we want.
After pushing his boxers down and stepping out of them, Finn lines his cock up with her pussy and thrusts in deep. She gasps and Drew reaches up to cradle her swaying breasts as Finn thrusts steadily into her. My cock twitches, remembering the feel of her surrounding me.
When she moans her release, Finn pulls out before he comes. His hands caress her smooth ass. “Come on, flower. Let’s show Drew how much dick you can take.”
Rising, she smiles at Drew before following Finn to the bed. Her heated gaze lands on me and Dante as we approach, taking our boxers off. We’ve never shared a woman before, but Sara makes this all feel natural. Like this is the only way we could’ve ever had her.
“You ready to be manhandled, flower?” Finn wets his lips as he sits on the edge of the bed and draws her down to straddle him.
“Always.” She rises above him before lowering her pussy down onto his cock. She releases this little sigh of pleasure that makes my balls ache. Dante moves to the end table where the lube sits and applies it liberally to his cock.
With wide eyes, Sara watches him.
“You worried, pip?” He glances at her from the corner of his eye.
She shakes her head and swallows. “No, boss.”
Dante pours even more lube on his fingers before walking over to her and Finn. Dante and Finn lock eyes. Finn nods and draws Sara down with him on the bed.
I stroke my cock as Dante’s fingers slide over Sara’s ass. Her asshole is tight and hot. I loved every minute of fucking it. Honestly, if I didn’t want to fuck her mouth, I’d take her ass again with Finn buried in her sweet pussy, making it even tighter.
Sara cries out, bringing my focus to where Dante has three of his fingers sliding in and out of her ass while she squirms on Finn.
“Good girl, flower.” Finn holds her ass cheeks open as his cock remains buried inside her.
Dante slides his fingers out of her ass and wipes them on a wet towel while studying her asshole. It’s open for him, ready and waiting. Sara pants softly as her eyes open and land on me.
Dante lines his cock up with her asshole and she bites her lip at the brush of his cockhead. Then he eases in a little way.
“Fuck, pip, you’re so fucking tight.” Dante’s focus is solely on her ass taking his cock.
“It feels so fucking good, though, boss.” Sara curls up on Finn and he strokes his hands up and down her sides. She makes this little mewling noise as Dante slides in deeper.
“Almost there, flower.”
“Wyatt?” She holds her hand out to me and I step forward to take it. She lets out a shuddering breath as Dante pushes in a little farther.
“You remember your safe word, right, trouble?”
“Yes, sir.” Her green eyes lock on mine as she breathes through taking two cocks inside her.
“You shouldn’t feel pain, Sara.” I step closer. “Pressure, yes, but if it’s painful, we can stop.”
She smiles like she thinks I’m being cute. “It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a really tight fit.”
I want to use her safe word for her. She can take it. I’ve been inside her pussy and her ass today, but double penetration is a lot for the first time. We’re a lot for the first time. Maybe we should have only had one person fuck her.
But not Sara. She’s always been an overachiever. Smart as a whip and determined to do what she wants.
Her hand clutches mine and she cries out.
“Fuck, pip.” Dante grits his teeth.
“Are you all the way in, boss?” Her words are practically a moan.
“Yes, and if you don’t stop coming, I’m going to join you.”
Sara lets out a shaky laugh. Her face is flushed and her breathing is still heavy but it’s a little more even. “Better, boss?”
Dante smacks her ass cheek.
“Ow, what was that for?” She releases my hand and pushes up on Finn’s chest.
“For being trouble.” Dante shakes his head and draws her upright against his chest. He grabs her hair and turns her head so she’s looking at me. “Would you help her learn when to keep her words to herself?”
Dante’s eyes hold mine for a moment. His hand slides down to play with her breast.
“Don’t mind me. I’m fine where I am.” Smirking, Finn puts his hands behind his head. My gaze drops to where he and Dante are buried deep inside her. Fuck. I want a turn at that.
“I think he wants you to fuck my mouth, sir.” Sara arches an eyebrow as her lips curve into an impish smile.
It sets something off in me like a bomb detonating. I jerk forward and take her hair, tipping her head back. She gasps and her eyes widen, but not in fear. In anticipation.
“How do you make this stop, trouble?” I take her nipple between my fingers and pinch hard. “Use your words.”
She pants as her green eyes focus on mine. “I tap on a body three times or hum a show tune like Phantom of the Opera. If my mouth is free, I say mercy, which I most definitely am not saying now. Is that what you want to know, sir?”
She blinks up at me like an innocent lamb, but she’s not. Nope, she’s always been trouble.
“Tomorrow, I’ll teach you how to be respectful to your owners. Open your mouth.”
She gives me a little pout before she parts her lips. Her gaze drops to my swollen cock, desperate for release.
I bring her mouth down over me until I feel her gag. When she controls it, I push into her throat and she swallows around me. No one has ever felt better than Sara.
“How does it feel to be stuffed full of cock, princess?” Drew sounds breathless. When I look over at him, he’s stroking his cock.
“She can’t exactly answer you right now.” I pull her off my cock a little and look down into her watery eyes as she gasps. “She’s busy.”
“No worries, I’ll remember my question for later. Please proceed.” Drew can see everything from where he sits. For a moment, I consider going and sitting with him while the other two fuck in and out of her needy holes.
But then Sara’s tongue begins to explore my cock. Fuck.
My eyes practically roll back in my head, but instead, I open my eyes to her sparkling ones. Oh, my sweet little Sara. She’s asking for more than she can take, but I’ll give her every inch of the rope she needs.
I wink at her before I raise my gaze to Dante and Finn.
With a slight nod, we all move at once. Fucking in and out of her as she makes these needy little noises in the back of her throat.
Her fingers curl around Finn’s biceps as Dante holds her ass cheeks apart, watching his cock and Finn’s shuttle in and out of her.
Meanwhile, my little vixen keeps licking and sucking my cock like it’s her favorite piece of candy. Milk chocolate truffles. Watching her eat them when she was eighteen almost made me bust a nut in public.
Now, I tug on her hair to make her open her eyes and see who’s fucking her mouth. Her eyes collide with mine. She freezes as her body tightens. Pleasure ripples over her naked body in a beautiful pink flush and her throat opens on a scream.
I push in deep, feeling her throat constrict around me. The groans Dante and Finn release fill the air as they come deep inside her. Watching her tremble at the feeling of them, I unload my cum down her swallowing throat. For a moment, we’re all frozen in the pleasure, until time catches up.
Yanking my cock out of her mouth, I bend down and cover her mouth with my own as she gasps in my air. She moans and I can tell a little aftershock works through her body as both of the others groan, almost in agony.
I press my forehead to hers as both of us pant like we’ve been running a marathon. “You’re mine.”
Her green eyes meet mine. “I’m yours.”