Chapter 15
Overnight Delivery
Finn
I wake to a scratching noise. It’s still dark out. What the hell?
Rolling off the bed, I go to my door and look into the darkened hallway. A little whine follows the scratching. I open Dante’s door and Peabody comes out and trots off for the main door.
I run a hand through my hair and rub my bare chest. Of course, he has to go out in the middle of the night.
What I should do is wake up Dante, who is probably in a sex coma with Sara.
Sure, he was supposed to let her rest, but she’s hot and needy.
I doubt he has any more control than me and Wyatt around her.
Shaking my head, I go into my room to pull on a pair of sweatpants and shoes.
He’ll owe me one.
Grabbing Peabody’s leash, I hook on his harness and pick him up to take him downstairs. When we get on the elevator, I don’t know what time it is. I didn’t even grab my phone. All I know is this dog needs to do his business, and I’d prefer for that to happen outside our apartment.
I nod to the night doorman and push through the exterior door. At this time of night, there’s no one else out. We make it across the street to the nearest piece of green and he takes his time to make sure he finds just the right spot, while I yawn and let the night air bring me fully awake.
On the way back, I scoop him up again. For some reason, a black car captures my attention.
When I glance that way, there’s a guy behind the driver’s seat.
It’s parked in shadow so I can’t make out the driver’s face.
I shrug it off because it could be anyone’s car.
Hired cars aren’t uncommon in this area. Even this late at night.
Probably taking home someone’s guest. I’ve called for a car a time or two when whoever I slept with got a little clingy.
I cross the lobby and get in the elevator.
“We really should make a plan for you,” I tell Peabody as I rub his furry head. He just yips in response.
After I open the door to the apartment, I take off his harness and set him down. He wanders over to the little bed in the living room before curling up into a ball. Figures he’d go right back to sleep. The cool night air woke me up fully.
I wash my hands in the sink and head back toward my bedroom, but Dante’s door is still open. Curiosity has me walking that way instead of back to my bed.
Pushing open the door a little more, I see Sara snuggled up on Dante, just like the other morning when she was practically on top of him on the couch.
The light from the hallway shows them both bare from the waist up.
This time, her body curls over him along his side. The sheet is down around their hips.
If she doesn’t have on a top, I doubt she’s wearing anything under that sheet.
My cock hardens at the thought of her completely naked, helpless, lost in dreams. She gave me permission. Practically dared me to do whatever I want to her. I just didn’t think it’d be tonight.
But hell, my cock is aching with the need to slide into her warmth. If she doesn’t like it, we won’t do it again.
I took off my shoes at the door, so I shed my sweatpants and boxers. It feels odd to creep up naked on Dante while he’s sleeping, but he won’t mind. Besides, I have no intention of waking either of them. At least, I don’t want to.
When I draw the covers back, both of them are naked. I glance at Dante. If I get her going, he’ll wake up and I really don’t want to deal with angry Dante, half-asleep and likely to swing first and ask questions later.
Call it a courtesy. Or an invitation to play too. I slide onto the bed behind Sara and tug on Dante’s hair. His eyes open and he turns his head. For a second he blinks at me, not really awake yet.
I wait for him to realize why I’m here.
His eyes narrow and he begins to rise, but I put a hand on his shoulder. Sara clings to him and murmurs something unintelligible. I slide my hand over the curve of her ass. Her lips part on an exhale. I wait until they’re both settled again.
Dante cocks an eyebrow as if to ask, Really?
Smirking, I drag my fingers up Sara’s back. When I kiss her shoulder, she shivers against Dante. I trail light kisses down her spine. As I get lower, I notice I’m not the only one aroused. I glance up at Dante. He shrugs and his hand comes down to lazily stroke his cock.
Sara sighs softly. The way she’s lying with her leg over Dante’s has her pussy spread open for me as well as her ass cheeks. I kiss and suck on her ass cheeks. Her breath quickens but she’s not awake.
I trail kisses down her butt crack until my lips touch her asshole. When I lick it, she tightens up slightly.
“Shh, pip, go back to sleep.” Dante’s low voice eases her. When she relaxes again, he brushes his fingers over her hardened nipple, stroking her breast lightly.
I slide my tongue over her asshole before pushing my tongue inside. A little gasp fills the air but she doesn’t move. I can smell her arousal and my cock aches with the need to be inside her. I slip a finger down and ease it inside her pussy.
So fucking wet. I slowly pump my finger in and out of her while teasing her puckered hole with my tongue. She makes a little whimpering noise and I pause. Her hips move, but not really in rhythm, more out of instinct, aching for relief.
A drawer opens and something cold bumps my shoulder. I lift and take the bottle of lube from Dante. Fuck. Are we going to DP our sleeping girl? Now I’m the one giving him the look of Really?
He smirks and slides his fingers over her clit. She sucks in a breath but doesn’t wake.
I pour some lube on my fingers and slide them between her ass cheeks, circling her asshole. Slowly, I ease my finger into her ass until I’m all the way in to my knuckle before pulling it back out.
We should wake her. Even half-asleep would be better, but she needs to be a part of this if I’m going to take her ass. And especially if she’s taking both of us. She needs to tell us if something hurts.
I meet Dante’s eyes and nod. He nods back. I move in closer so I can feel the heat of her skin sliding against mine. Easing my finger back into her ass, I suck on her shoulder. When I pull my finger out, I add a second and slide them both inside her as I move closer to her neck and suck again.
“Flower,” I whisper against her ear. “Wake up, so I can fuck you.”
“Mmm.” Her hips push back against my fingers, taking them deep.
I add a third finger to help stretch her out and thrust my fingers more insistently. Dante’s fingers move into her pussy and she gasps. We work her between us. His fingers slide in while mine slide out.
Her breath comes out in pants.
“Come for me, pip.” Dante captures her mouth with his.
She shatters, tightening around us as her body tenses with her orgasm. We both draw our fingers out of her. Dante pulls her more on top of him while I grab the lube again to coat my dick. He teases her clit with his cock.
“Do you want to come again, Sara?” His voice is low.
She’s still supple and not fully awake. She lies on him, practically boneless.
“Dante,” she breathes out.
“Yes, pip. You want my cock inside you?”
“Mmm.” She turns her head into his neck and kisses him there. Her hips roll against him. “Fuck me, boss.”
I kneel between Dante’s legs and hers as she straddles him. Taking hold of her hips, I use my thumbs to spread her ass cheeks open. “What about me, flower?”
“Finn,” she sighs.
Good enough. I help guide her hips down over Dante’s cock. He pushes inside of her easily. Her head rests against his chest. She releases these quick little pants as he slides all the way into her. Her hips roll on him, but I grab them and spread her open for me.
Pressing my tip against her asshole, I push my cock in past the tight ring of muscles.
She gasps. “Finn.”
She’s so hot and tight, especially with Dante in her pussy, already stretching her full.
“You have the best ass, flower. You’re such a good girl taking my cock inside you, letting me fuck you, letting us fuck you.” I ease in slowly, pausing every time she tightens up around me. Dante slips his hand between her and him and she begins to rock, almost mindlessly.
I press in and she pushes back until all of us are together. She takes a breath, but her hips still rock. I pull out a little and thrust back in.
She lets out a whimper of pleasure.
“Do you want to come, flower?”
“Mmhmm.” She rubs her cheek against Dante’s chest. I lift her up on his cock and slide out of her ass.
As I lower her on him, I slide back in. Over and over, I lift her and push back in, fucking her on Dante’s cock while I fuck her ass. Her breathing becomes chaotic. Her body tightens.
“Some night, I’m going to take you until my balls run dry, flower.
” I grit my teeth to stop from coming. Her ass is so fucking hot and tight.
I can feel Dante’s cock in her pussy through the thin wall separating us, adding a different sensation.
“Maybe I’ll keep you tied to my bed for a week and just use you.
Filling these tight little holes full of my cum until it drips out of you. ”
“Finn,” she groans before a cry erupts from her throat. Her ass tightens around me, strangling my cock as I make sure both our cocks are buried deep inside her as her body pulses around us. My cock thickens and I can’t hold back my release.
I curse as my cum fills her ass. Dante groans as his cock jerks against mine inside her.
Her body drapes over Dante as we all breathe heavily. She exhales and melts between us.
I ease out of her and back off the bed. In the bathroom, I clean myself up and get a warm washcloth for Sara. Dante flips on the lamp.
A movement near the open door catches my attention, but when I turn, no one is there. It wouldn’t surprise me if we woke Wyatt and he watched us fuck her. He could have joined in. She would have welcomed him.
I climb onto the bed. Dante moves Sara up on his chest to keep the mess from the bed.
Sara’s wide eyes blink back at me as I clean up her pussy and ass with the washcloth. I draw her onto my lap while Dante heads into the bathroom.
She snuggles her naked body against mine. My cock gets the wrong idea, but she’s warm and soft in my arms and I don’t want to change a thing.
“I didn’t want you to sleep through it the first time, flower.” I brush her hair out of her face. It’s in a loose bun, but most of the strands have escaped.
“I don’t think it would be possible to sleep through that.” She rubs her cheek against my chest.
“It’ll surprise you what I can get away with.” I run my hand down her arm until our hands link and we interlock our fingers. “With the right person.”
Her green eyes lift to mine. “I’d like to see you try.”
“Don’t worry. I will.” I smile and tip her chin up. Our mouths collide and I can’t help feeling lighter.
“I look forward to thwarting your attempts to fuck me while I sleep by waking up,” she whispers against my lips.
“We’ll get off either way, so I’m happy to try as often as you’d like.” I kiss her softly and she hums in the back of her throat as her hand slides into my hair.
Dante clears his throat as he climbs back into his bed. He arches an eyebrow, meaning he wants me to leave now that we’re done.
Sara bites her lip as she looks up at me. “Stay, please.”
She turns those big eyes on Dante and it’s like she cracks him open. He sighs.
“Yeah, Finn. Stay.” He lies back and puts his hands behind his head.
Sara takes my hand and pulls me down with her as she snuggles back against Dante. She wraps my arm around her waist and pushes her ass back against my crotch. Fuck, I’m going to be hard again.
Dante flicks the light off and I pull the covers over us. Sara’s head is right next to mine and the citrus scent of her hair floods my senses. Most women wear floral perfumes or vanilla. Sara’s always smelled good enough to eat. I don’t want to be anywhere else right now.
Most times I sleep with a woman at her place so I can leave when I want to. I usually get this itch to pull away, to leave. But as I press tighter against Sara, I don’t feel that at all.
Maybe it’s because it’s Sara, but I want her in my arms as often as I can. The others might get angry with me creeping in on their sleep time with Sara. If so, we can have a meeting about it. I’m not likely to stop with her encouraging me.
My bed would have been empty and cold if I’d returned to it. Normally, something I would relish. But right now, right here, with her is exactly where I belong.