Chapter 27 - Carter
CARTER
There were few things better in life than watching football with your best friends.
Watching it with a cold beer, for example.
Or watching it while getting head; really good, really sloppy head, by some spectacularly beautiful, olive-skinned brunette, hellbent on bringing you off in her mouth.
All while your team is comfortably winning.
It didn’t matter that Sawyer and Bodie were seated on either side of me.
Actually, knowing they were watching made the whole thing even hotter.
Knowing they were next was hot too, come to think of it.
I felt a sharp pang of jealousy in the pit of my stomach, just remembering those full, beautiful lips wrapped around someone other than me.
I sighed headily, settling deeper into the couch as Hayden continued to go down on me.
Her hair was soft in my hands. It was even softer brushing against my taut stomach, or where it spilled down my bare thighs like two silk waterfalls.
The crowd cheered, and for a moment I’d forgotten all about football.
We’d made a big pass play, apparently. Right now though, it was the last thing I cared about.
God, she’s so fucking amazing.
I’d been dying to have her again. Not just like this either, but to hold her in my arms, to kiss that pouty, pretty little mouth.
Amazing blowjob aside, the bigger news here was that she was now fair game.
She’d just declared it was open season on her cute, perfect little ass, and I couldn’t wait to take her up on it.
Curbing the others hadn’t been easy, but in the end, we’d decided to do what was right. If she came to us, so be it. But while she was here, as a guest in our house, it seemed more appropriate to leave her alone for a while and let her get her life sorted out again.
It occurred to me that maybe this could be something.
That perhaps once everything with her ogre of an ex-boyfriend had been settled, one of us might even end up with her.
I knew how much Sawyer liked her; he couldn’t go three sentences without mentioning her name.
Bodie, unbelievably, seemed to be into her even more.
Normally reserved, she’d struck a chord with him on a level Sawyer and I hadn’t really seen before.
Even in the short-lived times when he was dating someone.
Of course, the fact that she’d slept with all of us could be an issue later on.
Choosing just one of us would make the other two jealous in the short term.
And in the long term, whoever ended up with her would have to deal with the fact that his two best friends already had his girlfriend, or fiancée, or wife.
Wife.
I gasped sharply as her mouth plunged all the way down, engulfing the full length of my manhood, deep into her hot, tender throat.
Yes, Hayden was definitely wife material.
Not just because she was gorgeous, but for a multitude of other, more important reasons.
For one, she could hang. She had the same stupid sense of humor we did, and the same ridiculous ideas of what was funny.
She could trade insults, giving it back as good as she got.
She ate voraciously, laughed deeply, and she could ski — not to mention fuck — like an absolute demon.
Even so, it was her inner strength that was most attractive. Her fierce independence, her drive and ambition; her general spontaneity and lust for life were the most attractive things about her.
That, and her ass, of course.
Even now I was watching that ass; thrust out behind her as she licked me up and down. Her hot mouth, the lingerie, all of it — it was so fucking fantastic I could feel an enormous load boiling up from the base of my very full, very heavy balls….
And that’s when she winked at me, and switched over to Sawyer.
Fuck!
I was literally left with my dick in my hand, slowly stroking it as I watched her wet mouth envelop my lifelong friend.
Somehow she looked even hotter, with her face buried in someone’s else lap.
I could admire her curves, her technique, the cute little noises she made as she whimpered around him.
Slowly I took a sip of my beer, watching Sawyer’s chin tilt toward the ceiling as she took him to heaven.
It was sexy. It was dirty. It was a little fucked up…
No, it’s a lot fucked up.
Fine, maybe it was. Or maybe on some level it wasn’t fucked up at all.
According to Hayden this was exactly what she wanted, and she sure seemed to be getting a thrill out of it.
And I didn’t have to consult with my friends to know just how much they were enjoying it either.
The game, the beer, the blowjobs — all of it, simultaneously happening right here on our living room floor, in full view of each other.
Not even interrupting our team’s latest drive, during which we’d somehow scored again.
Shit, this was the best of all possible fucking worlds.
I kept myself on the very edge of climax, watching in a daze as she took on Bodie as well.
By now Hayden wasn’t just comfortable, she was having a ball.
Between her hands, her mouth, her hot, questing tongue, it didn’t take long before my latest friend was ready to lose it.
I saw his eyes roll back, and he buried his hands in her hair…
… but just as quickly, she pulled away and circled back to me.
This time though, Hayden climbed into my lap. After grinding around for a while and rubbing her beautiful tits in my face, she lifted her ass and slid forward and upward. By now, my erection could drive railroad spikes. Her smile was a mile wide as she slowly took it inside her.
“MMMMmmmm…”
Hayden’s mouth went to my ear again, exactly as it had that night in my bedroom. Only this time, I was buried to the hilt in her sweet, molten essence.
“Your team’s not the only thing scoring right now,” she whispered, adding a sexy chuckle. “Now lay back and let me ride you, so you can watch the game over my shoulder.”
My eyes fluttered open. Her body surged.
“But it’s halftime.”
Hayden paused for a moment, looking far more innocent than she actually was. “It is?” she asked knowingly.
I nodded, trying not to come. It felt too good. Too snug. Too perfect…
“In that case…”
I gasped again as she stood up, and I popped from her insides with a wet snap. Smiling in consolation, she reached back for me with one slender hand and winked at the others.
“You boys have about twenty minutes to take me into a bedroom and absolutely destroy me.”