Chapter 22 #2
My arms were lifted and my body turned. I opened my eyes to find Jack’s eyes so close, my arms loose around his neck.
He pulled my body closer to him, my breasts flattening against his chest with a tweak of interest in my clit I was surprised to feel.
I brushed my nose against his, finding I really liked that he smelled like me.
“Hi.” I grinned at him.
One of his hands lifted to my cheek, cupping it as he slid his thumb over my smile. “God, you’re so perfect, Hailey.”
I turned, kissing the palm of his hand.
“I’ve never been so jealous of someone before,” Sean said, spooning my back. “I wanted to be the one to make you come.”
“Is that why you cut her off from screaming my name?” Jack asked, narrowing his eyes.
“I was worried her voice would snap her out of the orgasm again. Swallowing it was to prevent that.”
“Sorry,” I mumbled. “Didn’t mean to make it so hard.”
“Nothing hard about loving on you, Hailey.” Sean kissed my ear. “This has been fucking fantastic.”
Jack grunted his agreement, his hand lowering to my hip below Sean’s hand in a quick squeeze. He tried to pull away.
“Nuh-uh,” I protested, moving my leg over his and arching into his body. Jack hissed as I pressed against the front of his jeans. His hips rolled against me once, his erection shifting along my slit before he stiffened.
“Fuck. I’m about to come in my pants.”
Sean chuckled. “Pretty sure you would have already if you’d heard her scream your name.”
I rocked against Jack, watching his jaw clench. “You need to come?”
“Hailey…” Jack drew out my name like a warning. His voice was another lick to my clit. “This isn’t about me. We want to focus on you tonight.”
“You made me come.” My body still hummed with the aftershocks. “Let me return the favor.”
“For what it’s worth, I think it’s a good idea,” Sean said.
Jack glared at him over my shoulder. “That’s not what this was about.”
“Think about it. She does well with distractions. What could be more distracting than focusing on you? But Hailey.” Sean shifted up, turning my head to face him. “You get to play with Jack only if you let me try to double your orgasm while you’re working him over.”
“You want to…” I blinked at him.
“This isn’t a competition,” Jack told him.
“Says the guy who won. I want another go at it, especially if this is the only chance I’ll have.”
“The only chance?” I struggled to sit up, turning toward him, my heart giving a hard thump. Nerves climbed up my throat. “What are you talking about? You said this wouldn’t change anything. You said you’d always be around.”
“Hey.” Sean captured my face in his hands, bringing our foreheads together. “Breathe, Hailey. We’re okay.”
My lips trembled as I followed his urging, drawing in a deeper breath.
“I love you. I’m not going anywhere. I just won’t be expecting to touch you like this again.
If you prove me wrong, I’ll be happy.” He brushed a soft kiss over my lips.
“But if you decide on something more traditional, like I think you will, I’ll respect that, and I’ll still be here.
Just in a different way.” He stroked my cheeks with his thumbs. “Okay?”
My chest felt less tight, but my stomach was still tied in knots. “I don’t know.”
“That’s okay.” His eyes flicked down to my lips, and he kissed me again, his beard tickling my skin as he lingered. “Damn. I can’t believe I didn’t do this more.”
“I’m not good at it,” I whispered against his lips.
“Lies.” Sean’s lips were soft as they slanted over mine. The kiss during my orgasm had been hard, intent on silencing me and nothing else. I’d barely been able to focus on it, too busy shaking apart. Now his lips teased at mine, stroking as if memorizing the shape of them.
From this close, he smelled like me, and I remembered the wetness on his beard before.
My flavor was on his tongue as it slipped inside my mouth, but I didn’t hate it.
Sean’s tongue didn’t plunge or take over.
It slid against mine, the ease of it loosening my muscles as my arms wrapped around his neck, wanting to touch him more.
My eyes closed as I focused on the sensations pinging through me. The tickle of his facial hair, the stroke of his thumbs along my cheeks, and the kiss that felt like it shouldn’t end.
Sean’s breath fluttered over my damp lips as he pulled back. “Never should have skipped that.”
I opened my eyes, staring into his.
“I’m not quite done worshipping you tonight, honey. You ready for me to ramp you up again?”
I was turned on, but there was a languor to it. Besides, I’d never come once with someone before. The idea of doing it twice felt too far to reach.
“Don’t worry. I paid very close attention. Took lots of notes.” He bounced his eyebrows with a smile, and I snorted. “Trust me. I just want to make you feel good.”
“Okay,” I agreed, my hands trailing up over his smooth head.
He leaned into my touch. “Fuck, honey. I love when you touch me.”
I smiled, my thumb teasing his ear, liking the way his head tilted into it.
Sean’s eyes moved past me. “You up for her playing with you, Jack?”
When he didn’t immediately answer, I turned toward him. Jack had sat up as well, his arm resting over his knee, his hand dangling. His eyebrows had drawn together, wrinkles appearing on his forehead as his eyes traced over Sean’s face as if studying him. “Sean, you—” He broke off, looking away.
“We can talk about it later,” Sean said. “Right now is for her. You ready for her to get you off?”
Jack swallowed, glancing down at his lap. “I’m okay. I’m not feeling as desperate as I was.”
My fingers trembled at his answer, and I pulled my hands away from Sean’s head. “You don’t want me to?” The idea that Jack was okay touching me but didn’t really want me to touch him made my stomach hurt.
“Are you rejecting our girl?” Sean asked, his voice deepening into something gruffer.
“No, it’s not that.” Jack’s lips pressed together.
“It’s fine,” I mumbled, my arms wrapping around my torso. In all the times I’d offered to pleasure Neil, he’d never turned me down. I thought I’d gotten pretty good at blow jobs. I hadn’t always wanted to do it, but there’d been a confidence in being able to get him off.
But Jack didn’t want me to do that.
“Hailey, wait, no.” Jack scrambled closer, his hands finding my arms, rubbing warmth back into them. “I’m sorry. I’m just all caught up in the focus being on you. You really want to do this?”
I licked my lips, meeting his eyes. “Don’t worry. It’s not like… well, like with me. I’m good at this. I’ve done it a lot.” I tried to smile, but the way he frowned wouldn’t let me.
“That’s not helping, honey,” Sean said with a sigh.
“But I—” Doubts swirled inside. I’d gotten Neil off, but it had always been Neil. “I can do this. I think I’m good at it.” Even to my own ears, I no longer sounded sure.
“That’s not in question,” Jack said, his hands shifting to cup my elbows. “It’s you, Hailey. Any way you touch me is going to be amazing for me.”
I felt a little calmer. “Then—”
“Why do you want to do this?” Jack asked. “Why do you want to get me off?”
I licked my lips, the image of making Jack orgasm a pleasant one. “Well, you were so good to me. And touching me turned you on. You got excited by me.” I stared at his chest in front of me. Jack was ripped. It felt like a shame I hadn’t gotten to touch him.
Jack released me, sitting back on his heels, his hands running through the disaster that had become his hair. “You see my worry?” he asked, but he was talking to Sean.
“Yeah,” Sean said, and my heart sank. Sean shifted against my back, his hand drifting down my side all the way to my thigh.
“Honey, Jack needs to know you’re doing it because the thought of having him in your mouth makes you hot.
” His hand moved between my legs, cupping me, making me gasp.
“If you’re not wet just thinking about it, then you don’t get to have him.
” He kissed my ear as he held his hand still.
“You’re not doing anyone any favors tonight.
You’re only doing what you want to do for you.
Now, think about making Jack come. How does that make you feel? ”
My mind shifted back to when Jack’s finger had been in my mouth. The sounds he’d made, the idea it was something else. His words from before, that he was so desperate from touching me that he was going to come without me even touching him. All of it combined made my body clench.
“I really want to do this. I want to make Jack come.” I licked my lips, pressing against Sean’s hand. “I want to do this because it’s Jack. Just for him.”
Jack’s eyes dilated, and his hands fisted at his sides.
“And you’re excited by the thought?” Sean’s fingers teased at my labia. “This wetness is from thinking about him?”
“Y-yes,” I admitted, heat skimming over my body.
Sean’s hand pulled away. “Get your dick out, Jack. Our girl gets what she wants.”
“Fuck,” Jack muttered, falling back on the bed, his hands moving to the button on his jeans. “Maybe you should get started on her first. I’m not—” He let out a rough sound. “This is going to be quick.”
Sean laughed, his arms going around me, dragging me onto his lap. Sean was hard, too, and my eyes widened as they latched on to his. “You’re getting your toy, honey, but I want you to promise me something. You’ve got to take it slow.”
“Slow?” I asked, distracted by all the heat and hardness between my thighs.
“Yeah.” Sean’s hands found my breasts, cupping them and rubbing my nipples with his thumbs. “Your goal isn’t to make him come. It’s to enjoy him.”
“I’ll enjoy making him come,” I promised, and Jack made another choked sound. Sean grabbed my head, forcing me to look at him and not toward Jack.
“Jack will enjoy it more if he comes when you come. And your body takes a while to warm up, yeah? So I need you to tease him. Be as easy on him as you can.”
I frowned. “And he’ll like that?” I thought guys just enjoyed coming.