9 - Haley
9
Haley
Shay’s fingers slid out of me, slowly dragging a wet trail up into my pubic hair. Then I was being pulled off Lucas’s lap, onto my feet. My legs wobbled for a moment, still weak from the sudden, unexpected orgasm.
“Easy there, sweetheart,” Jordan said, quickly scooping me into his arms.
Sweetheart . I liked hearing the name on his lips, this man I barely knew from a lifetime ago.
“I’m going to need a minute,” I admitted, allowing my palm to rest against his bare chest.
“Then we’d better get you somewhere more comfortable.”
Holding me in his arms with surprising ease, Jordan carried me across the apartment and down the hall. Er passed through a doorway, and then the ceilings were rising up, vaulted high above us.
“Wow,” I breathed. “Cathedral ceilings.”
“Do what now?” Jordan asked.
I shook my head. “Just admiring this place. I’m a realtor. Ignore me.”
Jordan lowered me to the king-sized bed. “Sweetheart, I’m planning on doing everything but ignore you.”
His face blocked out my view of the ceiling, and then the third pair of lips that night kissed me. He was soft and tender at first, testing the connection between us. There was a strange familiarity in the way his lips churned over mine, this boy who had sat next to me for the formative years of my life. Like I had subconsciously imagined what it would be like to kiss him back when we were teenagers.
But Jordan wasn’t a boy anymore. Not by a long shot. The body covering mine, and the confidence behind his movements, belonged to a man. He peeled my jeans and panties off together, the dampness between my legs feeling cool in the open air. But then his hand was there like Shay’s had been, sliding and pushing, exploring me for the first time.
I leaned up to kiss him, reaching out with my hand to unzip his pants. But my fingers tightened over something warm and hard. And big . I hadn’t noticed him slip out of his own dress pants, but now my eyes raked over his nude form in the soft moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Oh wow, I thought as I stroked him. From tip to base, he was long and thick and absolutely incredible. A giggle escaped my lips.
He frowned down at me. “What’s so funny?”
“I was just thinking that I sat next to you in homeroom all those years and never knew you were packing this .” I gave his hard length a squeeze.
Jordan grinned. “That’s a relief. If you were laughing at my dick, I would’ve gone from stiff to soft in the blink of an eye.”
“Are you going to make jokes,” I asked, “or are we doing this?”
His eyes narrowed in a lusty promise that sent a new shiver up my spine.
“Left drawer,” Lucas said as he and Shay walked into the bedroom. “Help yourself.”
Jordan opened the drawer, revealing a box of Magnum condoms. “Appreciate you letting me borrow one, buddy.”
“Borrow? You can keep it,” Lucas said, stepping out of his jeans until he was totally nude. “But I’ve got one favor to ask.”
“Oh?” Jordan asked.
Lucas put a hand on his shoulder and pulled him away from me. “Wait your goddamn turn.”
He turned his hungry eyes to mine, and I recognized that gaze. It was the look he would give me when he needed me with every fiber of his soul. Whether we were at a football game, or getting burgers at Tulip Shop Tavern, or watching TV on his couch, that look in his eyes meant he needed to rip my clothes off and fuck me until neither of us could move.
Shay crouched on the bed to my right, lowering his lips to my neck while a condom wrapper crinkled in Lucas’s hand. Behind Lucas, Jordan leaned against the wall and smiled down at me while slowly stroking his long cock. I wasn’t used to having my attention divided like this—it was almost too much mental stimulation for me to handle. Everywhere I looked was a nude man, each of them with the solitary priority of pleasuring me.
Lucas covered me with his body, brushing his lips against mine for just a moment. He pushed my thighs apart with one knee, the move familiar and also new at the same time. I reached between us and touched his cock for the first time in years, guiding the bulbous head up and down my molten slit.
Shay turned my head sideways and pressed his forehead against mine. “Relax. We’ve got you.”
Oh my God, that turned me on more than I ever expected. I surrendered to him then, surrendered to all of them, practically vibrating with anticipation from what they intended to do to me.
Lucas gently kissed my cheek, then whispered into my ear, “Is this what you want?”
I turned away from Shay to look up at my ex. His eyes bore into mine, as if he could look directly into my soul. For an instant, it was like I had time-traveled back to high school, when I constantly lost myself in that gaze.
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Do you think you can handle all of us?” he asked.
I bit my lip and nodded slowly.
Lucas held my gaze a moment longer, then moved his lips to my ear. “If it’s too much, just let me know.”
It was exactly what I needed to hear. That I was safe with Lucas, but he was going to take control and do with me what he pleased. That he was going to use me the way I loved.
But it wasn’t just Lucas taking control. It was all three of them.
And somehow, surrendering to the group of them was even more satisfying, more exhilarating.
He shifted forward, sinking into me. I could feel his heartbeat in his hard length as he pushed deeper, inch by inch. I let out a moan, eager to let him know just how good this felt.
And then he stopped delaying and gave me all of his weight, spearing me to the core.
I wrapped my arms around his back and moaned loudly, my fingernails digging into his muscles. Shay was there again, twisting me toward his face and drinking my moans with his lips. It was such a new sensation, feeling two different bodies at the same time. Electricity pulsed everywhere our skin touched, different frequencies for Shay and Lucas.
I sighed softly as Lucas picked up the pace, hips rolling into me with sensual need. “I’ve missed this,” he groaned into my neck, his head moving alongside Shay’s.
“Me too,” I gasped, sliding my fingers into his hair and squeezing, holding him against me.
I closed my eyes and lost myself in their dual movements, under the control of two pairs of lips and hands.
But a voice in my head whispered: there’s a third pair going to waste .
I pried my eyes open and rolled my head to the side, finding Jordan still leaning against the wall. He was stroking himself faster now while watching hungrily.
“You just going to stand there?” I asked while Lucas continued driving into me steadily.
Jordan smirked down at me. “I’m being a good boy. Lucas told me to wait my goddamn turn.”
“For her pussy,” Lucas clarified, tongue licking a trail down to my breasts. “She’s got other holes.”
Jordan grinned. “I guess she does, huh?”
Shay squeezed his fist tightly in my hair, twisting me around so he could kiss me again. Then he used the grip to rotate my head back toward Jordan, who approached the side of the bed. I reached out and touched his hard length again, shocked at the heat radiating off the skin. Long and straight and perfectly cut, I stroked his cock a few times, savoring the way it felt in my fingers. I stared up into his familiar cobalt eyes and brought him slowly in the direction of my mouth.
“Holy fuck ,” Jordan groaned, voice cracking as I closed my lips around his tip. I heard a sharp intake of air, and a hiss of pleasure.
“Good girl,” Shay purred behind me, and I absolutely melted at his tone. His fist went tight in my hair again, and he guided me back and forth on Jordan’s cock, urging me to take more.
A brief moment of clarity cut through all the pleasure: this is really happening. I’m having sex with three men at the same time .
What would the high school version of me think if I could go back in time and tell her?
I stopped wondering about that as Lucas increased his speed, pulling back and then crashing into me with all of his weight. The bed creaked, the sound joining the moans and grunts that now filled the room, a symphony of erotic love.
“Your turn,” Lucas said. “If you’re ready.”
I didn’t know who he was talking to until Shay responded, “Ready? I’m practically dying for her.”
Lucas slowed down, then bottomed out inside of me. “You want her like this?”
The way they were talking about me, like I had no choice in the matter, sent new waves of sexy energy through my body.
“No,” Shay said, smiling down at me. His fingers tightened around my nipple and gave it a sharp pinch. “I want her on her hands and knees.”
Jordan rumbled with laughter, the vibrations moving up his shaft and into my mouth. “Atta boy.”
I didn’t need to move—they did all the work for me. Three sets of hands lifted me like I was weightless, turning and twisting, until I was kneeling on the bed, facing Jordan. He stepped closer, guiding his cock back into my mouth where it belonged. This time he was in control, gently thrusting forward, fucking my mouth while Shay put on a condom.
And in a flash, Shay grabbed my hips and entered me from behind.
I let out a cry of pleasure, muffled by Jordan’s manhood.
It was primal the way Shay took me, animalistic in his need . The hoodie had concealed how strong he was, but now he used his arms as much as his hips, pulling me back with powerful biceps to meet every nerve-wrenching thrust.
“Let her have it,” Lucas commanded as he watched from the side. “Trust me: she can take it.”
Shay’s skin slapped against mine as he fucked me doggy style. I bounced between them for a while, his rough pounding pushing me forward on Jordan’s cock, then back again. It felt so good, I just wanted to close my eyes and savor the jolts of pleasure as this stranger sawed into me from behind, but I wanted to see it, too. I needed to witness what was happening, to commit it to memory.
I gazed up at Jordan, whose blue eyes were full of intensity as he watched me bounce back and forth on my hands and knees.
Lucas was observing me hungrily, with a desire I had rarely seen back when we were teenagers.
Finally, I took the tip out of my mouth so I could gaze over my shoulder, admiring the taut muscles in Shay’s arms as he slammed into me. He had ink on his arm that I hadn’t noticed when he was wearing the hoodie, tattoos that danced and pulsed with every one of his torrid motions.
“Fuuuuck,” he groaned, voice practically choking with lust. “She’s so tight.”
Once again, the way he talked to the others like I wasn’t there electrified every nerve in my core.
Tonight, I wasn’t a single mom who never had any time to herself.
I was a goddess of sexual desire being shared by three men.
Tonight, I was theirs .
It went on forever, or at least it seemed that way as the three men kissed, squeezed, and fucked me. My body responded instinctively, bucking and pushing against them, like our motions were a well-choreographed dance.
And then Jordan was groaning in warning, fingers tightening in my hair. He exploded into my mouth, losing himself down my throat while I clenched his cock in my fist, draining him of every last drop.
Lucas was close behind, pushed over the edge by watching Jordan finish inside my mouth. Our gazes collided, and I begged him for it with my eyes—and just like when we were teenagers, he knew how to read my mind. He ripped the condom off right as he exploded, the first rope shooting across my cheek as he shoved his hard length into my waiting lips.
At the same time, Shay slammed himself home one last time, then erupted like a volcano. He sucked in a breath and then raked his fingernails across my back while his cock trembled with release inside me.
“God yes,” Lucas groaned while I sucked down every drop of his come. “You. Take. It. So. Good .”
Shay’s climax reached a crescendo, fingers tightening on the globes of my ass. And it was enough to throw me over the edge once more, my body going weightless in a white-hot heaven of ecstasy. The culmination of their three bodies using me exactly how I wanted, making me feel young and free again, if only for one evening.