Chapter 15
At some point,my life had taken another sharp left turn. Lady Luck had lost control, but I was going to ride this wacky train all the way to the final destination.
Jesse plucked me from Hayes’s arms like I weighed nothing, wrapping my legs around his waist. His lips captured mine, and I was suddenly pressed between two bodies. While Jesse’s lips dominated mine, Hayes pressed soft kisses down my nape.
Holy hell.
Jesse pulled away. “More?”
I nodded furiously. More. So much more. I was going to experience the full effect of this moment before they changed their minds and realized I came with way too much baggage.
Hayes nipped the skin of my shoulder. “Words, baby. We want to hear you tell us what you want. If this is enough and you need to take a breath, we can go back and eat dinner. This isn’t a one-time offer.”
I reached back and gripped Hayes’s hair, gently pulling him closer until I could find his mouth. I could feel Jesse’s eyes on my face as I made out with his best friend. I felt sexy and powerful, these two men looking at me like that, their pupils blown out with desire, and their chests heaving against mine.
“Take me to bed, please,” I murmured against his lips, and Jesse laughed.
“Because you asked so damn nicely.” He spun and carried me up the stairs easily. “Norton, stay,” he commanded, and the dog pouted as he wandered back to his bed.
Hayes ducked around us, opening the door and stepping into the room first, already peeling off his shirt. Holy hell, he was beautiful. Broad shoulders and chest, with a light brush of hair across his pecs, he was a solid mountain of a man. I wanted to taste every inch of exposed skin.
Jesse laid me down on the bed, stepping back to peel his own clothes off, but Hayes was there to take his place almost immediately. “I’ve dreamed of you like this,” he murmured huskily. I doubted when he was having dirty dreams about me, I was seven months pregnant. But I still didn’t have a huge stomach—more like I was just bloated after eating too much queso and chips.
He knelt between my thighs, stretching up to kiss me again, like he couldn’t get enough. We kissed and kissed until his lips traveled down to my jaw, along my throat. He ran his hands under my shirt, dragging it up until my shitty t-shirt bra was exposed. I mean, I wasn’t exactly dressed for seduction, but the way Hayes’s eyes lit up told me it didn’t matter even a little. He all but swan-dived between my breasts.
Jesse chuckled, that deep, rich sound that always thrummed right between my thighs. “Thank fuck I’m here. This jackass knows sweet fuck all about seduction, apparently.”
I wasn’t so sure about that. Hayes had managed to liberate one of my nipples from my bra, and was doing this thing with his tongue that was making me see stars.
I gripped his hair, holding him to my chest in case he even thought about stopping. “Holy shit. He makes up for it with enthusiasm,” I moaned.
Jesse gripped my leggings, wiggling them down my thighs until my legs were bare, then he shoved Hayes over to one side of me. “No pressure on the belly, bro. But don’t worry, I’ve got plenty of ideas for positions,” he purred, and I shivered with pleasure. “Are there any other limits we should know about?”
At this point, I couldn’t even think with Hayes’s lips around my nipple, let alone think of things I didn’t want. I shook my head. “No.”
Jesse looked up at me from where he’d positioned himself between my thighs. “We’ll work on that later. We’ll keep it all about you tonight. You tell us if there is something you love, or something you want to stop. Just say the words, Tal, and we’ll make it happen.”
Then he tongued my clit over my freaking underwear, and I died. Or maybe I was brought back to life, because my body jerked like I was being electrocuted. Oh my god. This was something else.
Hayes came back up to kiss my lips, swallowing my moans, which elicited his own. Jesse was dragging down my underwear, and I kicked it off eagerly as he traced his lips back up the inside of my thighs. Hovering over my damp core, he took his time flicking his tongue over my clit, testing me, tasting me. Teasing me.
I tried to press my thighs around his head, but he gripped them in his large hands. “Hold her open for me, Hayes. I want to see every inch of what I’m about to eat.”
And he did. He ate, like my screams of pleasure were the only sounds he ever wanted to hear again. His fingers came up to slide in and out of me as he sucked my clit, and I was done for.
“Jesse, please.” I didn’t know what I was begging for, because my orgasm was already pulsing through my body, setting me on fire.
Hayes seemed to know, though. “Don’t worry, baby. We aren’t done yet.” He rolled onto his back beside me, and Jesse stood up, shifting me onto Hayes’s waist. I gripped his cock, notching it with my entrance as Hayes thrust upward. He filled me in one swift movement, and choked on a gasp. He curled up, leaning on his elbows, so I could lean down and kiss him. My hands on either side of his head, I rolled my hips, dragging him slowly along all the pleasurable places inside me.
A hand gripped my chin, and Jesse turned my face toward him, kissing me as Hayes’s hands fell to my hips, helping me move, finding that rhythm that made me gasp for breath. I wanted us all to come, wanted us to cement this moment together.
Grabbing Jesse’s cock, I twisted toward him where he knelt on the bed, gloriously naked. Fuck, he was beautiful. His tattoos ran up his thighs, some even wrapping around his hip, and I wanted to catalog the details of every single one. But first, I wanted to taste the giant cock that was straining toward me.
“Holy hell,” I moaned. Every part of that guy was huge. Tugging him closer by his dick, I leaned forward the best I could and sucked the tip, working my hand up and down, riding the rhythm of Hayes as he thrust up into me. “More,” I groaned at Hayes. “Faster… I’m so damn close.”
My beautiful Hayes delivered, fucking me faster and faster until I was sloppily sucking the head of Jesse’s cock, and my hands had lost all rhythm.
“Hayes! I’m going to—” I broke off into a moan, as I sucked Jesse’s cock down as far as it would go, making him curse.
“Fuck!” he shouted, holding my head tightly, fucking my face. “Baby, I’m coming.” Pulling out of my mouth, he exploded all over my chest. Hayes’s face was slack-jawed with his own release, hot spurts of his cum unloading inside me.
We definitely should have talked about contraception, but at least I couldn’t get pregnant, right?
Leaning down to kiss me once more, Jesse moved away from the bed. “Don’t move. I’ll grab a towel.” He disappeared into the ensuite, while I leaned down to kiss Hayes.
“I hope I lived up to your imagination.”
The gentle kiss he gave me said far more than words ever could. “You’re everything I could’ve ever dreamed of, Tally Palmer.” He gave me a crooked smile. “I didn’t expect to have my best friend’s cum on me at the time, though. That’s a curveball.”
Whoops.
Jesse had thrown on a pair of sweats by the time he walked back into the room. Shifting me off of Hayes, he laid the towel down beside his best friend and helped me shift my stretched and strained body over, then cleaned me up with a warm washcloth while I flushed bright red. He’d literally just had his mouth where the cloth was, but this seemed more intimate somehow.
“You better help me up so I can pee.” When I came back out of the bathroom, I nearly ran into Jesse, who was balancing three bowls of zucchini noodles and an entire foil-wrapped garlic bread in his arms. “You’re going to spoil me, I can tell.”
Kissing my temple, he herded me back toward the bed. I pulled on one of their discarded shirts and climbed into the bed beside Hayes, who’d dragged his boxers back on. He pulled me close to kiss me again. “I’m never going to get enough of the taste of you,” he growled, and something warm in my chest glowed a little bit brighter.
Jesse placed the bowls on the nightstand and sat beside us, leaning back against the headboard and pulling me between his thighs, so I was pillowed by his chest. Hayes stuffed pillows behind Jesse’s back, then his own, before grabbing the TV remote and putting on a documentary about marmosets. We snuggled in to relax and eat, and honestly? I could get used to this.
When Jesse kissed the top of my head, and Hayes hooked my leg over his, I let myself hope that this could be something good for once.