Chapter Thirty-Three #2
I let my thighs fall open, but Coby surprised me when she lay back down and motioned me on top. “I want to taste you first.”
She didn’t have to tell me twice.
Sitting up, I removed Ocean’s tank from around my waist and threw my leg over Coby’s shoulder, straddling her face in a crouch and lowering my pussy onto her waiting tongue.
The first swipe had me digging my fingers into my thick thighs as I threw my head back and groaned. I was already so close. My arousal was a fountain at this point, making a mess of Coby’s lips and chin as I rocked my hips. The only other person I ever felt this insatiable with was Ocean.
I looked over my shoulder where the armchair sat in the corner. I pictured him sprawled in it, stoically watching his angel devour my wicked little pussy. The only sign that he enjoyed being cuckolded would be the hand stroking his dick while he waited for his turn.
“Oh, my God, bestie,” I cried as my hips kicked into overdrive.
Coby hummed as she lashed my clit, and then her hands found my ass, spreading the heavy globes apart and opening me up for her tongue to travel through my folds.
The moment her tongue circled my opening, I knew I was going to come.
Coby must have known it, too, because she promptly returned to my clit, and that was all she fucking wrote.
I was done for.
My legs shook as I threw my head back and released in her mouth. Coby, like the deceptively innocent little freak she was, greedily slurped it all up. I was too spent to trust that I could stay upright, so I collapsed on the bed next to her to catch my breath.
Coby had other plans.
My pussy was still a throbbing wet mess when Coby nudged my thighs apart and climbed between them. I cracked my eyes open in time to see her straddling me sideways, lowering all that glistening pink…
“Shit, Coby,” I cried when I felt our pussies kiss. My clit gave an excited twitch that Coby no doubt felt since ours were lined up perfectly to stimulate one another.
“It can always be like this,” she moaned as she began to rock her hips while holding onto my raised thigh.
I could feel the wet friction of her pussy massaging mine as she rode me.
Used me. “If you stayed…we could spend the day playing together while Ocean was away. And when he came home, he’d use us again.
We would be safe, loved, and free to love.
We would never want for anything. Our kids would even be siblings.
We could be together. Happy. Never having to part or be too busy with our separate families to see each other as much as we used to.
We’d be a family. It would be all of us against the world.
We could sleep in the same bed and wake up together every morning.
All you have to do is say yes. Say yes, and we’re yours. Forever.”
I saw the picture Coby painted clear as day in my mind as I held onto her hip and fucked her pussy from below.
Ocean would forbid us from playing without him because he was cruel and jealous.
Coby and I would break the rules anyway to make him hurry home to punish us.
I imagined him coming in after a long day and taking one of us before he went to sleep, and using the other in the morning before he left for work.
I imagined how much more merry the holidays would be with three, never feeling alone or unloved with Ocean and Coby always around.
I pictured Coby and my kids growing up together as real siblings and not just pretend.
I’d never have to worry about her moving away because her husband got a new job on the other side of the country.
In my fantasy, we both wore Ocean’s ring, and it meant something.
But in reality, only Coby did.
I’d like to say it didn’t matter to me, but it did—because no matter what they promised, Ocean and Coby would always have a higher claim on each other than I ever could. I’d just be the mistress times two.
“Hunter… I’m going to come.” Coby gasped before I could break her heart all over again by saying no. “You feel so fucking good.”
My lids lowered even more as I wound my hips and lost myself to the sensation we created.
Somehow, this always felt twice as intimate as anything else we’d done. Fused together like this, I couldn’t tell where I ended and Coby began. I didn’t care about right or wrong, hearts and souls, or who belonged to whom. All I could do was fuck.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I praised. “Come on my pussy, bestie. I want to feel you squirt.”
If Ocean walked into the apartment right now, there would be no denying what we were up to as our cries rose and mingled to create a sinful harmony with the wet glide of our pussies rubbing and grinding together as backup. It was messy, electric, and filthy.
It was almost too much to handle.
I felt my toes curl as my orgasm swiftly rose.
The only thing that could make this even more explosive was knowing I had a good, stiff dick waiting to fill me up after.
As if thinking the same and racing to finish so we could both be stuffed with dick, Coby was the first to break. Her hips lost their rhythm as her muscles tensed, and then she screamed.
Coby’s release triggered my own, and I came barely a breath behind her.
She collapsed on top of me, and I held her as she hid her face in my neck with the front of our naked bodies lined up. It was quiet for so long that I assumed she’d fallen asleep until she lifted her head sometime later to stare at me. “You never answered me earlier.”
“About what? I was a little busy,” I teased groggily.
Coby rolled off me to sit against the headboard with her knees tucked against her chest. “Why didn’t you want to be with me?”
I sighed as I pulled myself up, grabbed our discarded shirts, and handed Coby hers. I waited the ten seconds it took us to redress to respond. “I did. I still do. I just… can’t.”
“But why?”
Post orgasmic bliss over, I climbed off the bed. “I don’t want to talk about this. I’m going to shower.”
Coby followed me, running around the bed to cut off my path to the bathroom. “No!” she yelled as she pushed me back. I stumbled but caught myself. “I’m sick of you running away from me. We’re going to talk about this, and we’re going to do it now! Tell me why we can’t be together.”
“You mean besides the obvious fact that you just told me you’re in love with someone else and you’re marrying him?
” I pushed her back, but she caught my wrists to keep me from going anywhere.
Coby was a lot stronger than she looked.
The only way I was going to shake the bitch loose was to fight her ass off.
“That’s not good enough!”
“Fuck it. You want to know why?” I grabbed her arms since they were all I could reach and yanked her close until her chest was pressed into mine.
I could feel her heart pounding. “Because you were the first to ever last. The first one who didn’t hurt me.
I wasn’t going to risk losing you by getting greedy.
If it didn’t work out, we could never return to being friends.
Did you think about that? I’d be alone. No…
actually, I wouldn’t be. If you ever walked away like everyone else, I would die, Coby, and I don’t mean in my heart.
I would literally throw myself into the sound and cease to exist. The only way I could survive losing you is to not survive at all.
You get it? Are you happy now? Can I go wash you off me now and forget this ever happened? ”
Coby’s grip loosened from the shock of my admission. “Oh, my God, Hunter,” she wailed. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“Because later, when you wanted to break it off, you’d remember. You’d try to make it work even if it cost you everything. I wasn’t going to let you sacrifice your happiness for mine. I love you too much.”
She gave me a sad smile. “But only as a friend, right?”
“No,” I heard myself say. “Not as a friend.”
Coby sniffled and then took cautious steps toward me. “Then be with me. Be with us,” she quickly amended. “Ocean loves you as much as I do, and I know you love him.”
“Coby…think. What if one of us gets jealous or feels like the other is getting more attention?”
“Jealousy wouldn’t be anything new for us, don’t you think?
I don’t know about Ocean, but it’s like foreplay for us now.
And when have you or I ever been callow enough to cry about not getting enough attention?
This isn’t a competition. It’s a relationship.
It’s love. For this to work, you need to have your own connection with Ocean, just as I do, and just as we already do.
I’ll respect yours if you respect mine. Otherwise, we’ll all just end up feeling like a third wheel.
I’m not saying this arrangement can work for anyone.
I’m saying it can work for us. We’re the exception, not the rule. ”
“I hear you,” I returned. But I still wasn’t quite convinced, and Coby knew it.
“Hunter, I’m not saying it will be easy.
It won’t be a normal relationship because none of us is normal.
You think there’s anyone more perfect out there for you?
For Ocean? For me? Yes, I get jealous whenever I think of you together, but I love the way it feels.
I love the bitter burn. I’ve fantasized about the things you told me he did to you.
I crave the day when I can watch you two together, but it’s not just about sex.
Ocean would do anything for me, and nothing makes me happier than knowing he would do the same for you.
I never wanted to be without you, and to know I don’t have to be feels right.
If there was ever anything worth fighting for, it’s this.
It’s us. Ocean isn’t the knife to tear us apart.
He’s the glue. Tell me you don’t feel it. ”
I stared at her, but I couldn’t make the words come. I’ve lived my whole life afraid of giving my heart away, and now it was in danger of being stolen twice.
“You can’t run forever,” Coby said as if she’d read my mind. “I won’t hurt you, Hunter, and I’d never let Ocean either.”
“But what if I hurt you?”
“You’ll do that anyway if you leave, so what do you have to lose?”
“You.”
When Coby shook her head, I already knew what she would say.
I knew it because my heart was telling me I’d already made a choice.
I just had to make my lips say it. Yes. Yes, yes, yes.
“You don’t see it, do you? Maybe you do, but you’re too stubborn to admit it.
” She huffed and shook her head as if I were being purposely dense.
“It’s already too late, Hunter. We’ve said too much.
Done too much. There’s no going back for us.
No matter what, we will never be just friends again. ”
As the truth of her words sank in, breathing became a challenge. The room began to spin, so to keep from passing out, I focused on the dark shadow lingering by the open door.
“Hunter?” Coby reached out as if ready to save me from the floor if I fainted. “What—?” Noticing my attention, she spun around to see what had stolen it.
Ocean was standing there with a cast around his right hand, listening to every word.