32. Jasper
Chapter thirty-two
I had to hand it to Max, taking her to the arcade had been a fantastic idea. I had worried it would be too loud or crowded for her, but luckily, it wasn’t very busy. She had an absolute blast running from game to game with us. Her favorites seemed to be skee-ball, motorcycle racing, and the alien shooter game.
I was so impressed with how fast she was able to come back from the brink of that panic attack. When I told her I was proud of it, I truly meant it. Not only did she recover from that quickly, but we gave her the option to leave and she chose to stay. The incident didn’t seem to tamper her enjoyment of the rest of the night either.
We wracked up several hundred tickets from playing skee-ball, and when we went to trade them in for a prize, she thought it was hilarious that all it got us was a little fuzzy alien keychain. Seeing the smile on her face and the laughter in her voice had been my prize. I would have never thought to bring her a place like this, which is why I was glad Max and I had done this as a team. He brought the fun, and I brought the calm.
Which is how we ended up at this movie theater for the second part of our date. The three of us chose the film together and ended up picking a romantic comedy. The other choices had been a horror film, a documentary, a sequel to an action movie Mina hadn’t seen yet, or a cartoon kids’ movie. It was an easy choice.
We managed to snag seats in the back row with Mina sandwiched between us, holding the giant bag of popcorn so we could all reach it.
Halfway into the movie, when we’d all eaten more than enough, I move the bag to the floor and Max and I both snag one of her hands to hold. After a couple of minutes, I notice Max unclasp her hand and place it on his thigh, moving his hand to hers. When his thumbs start to gently rub back and forth on her inner thigh, she starts to squirm.
I mirror his action, placing her right hand on my thigh and moving my hand to hers, as I lean in and whisper, “you only have to say the word, and we’ll stop.” She swallows heavily, then nods once, and I take that as her permission to continue.
In a synchronized movement, we both slide our hands slowly up her thighs. I’m so grateful for the dress she’s wearing right now, allowing our hands to slide underneath while offering her some sort of privacy.
I glance around, and am happy to see nobody else in the back row, and the closest people are three rows in front of us. There is nobody here that can see what we’re doing, even if they turned around.
Her breathing starts to become labored the higher our hands get, and when my fingers make contact with her panties, I gently stroke her over her seam, back and forth. Her fingers dig into my thighs and I wait for her to tell me to stop, but she doesn’t.
I move my hand when Max’s fingers slide under her panties. I find the edge of them and move my fingers to join his. As he works her clit slowly, I stroke her up and down, teasing her entrance. I know that entering her like this could be a trigger for her, so I want to make sure she’s truly ready before I do anything.
We continue like that as all our eyes stay glued to the screen, though I doubt any of us are actually paying any attention to the movie right now.
Her head drops back and her hips start to move against our hands, seeking something more. So I give it to her, slowly pushing my finger in. She’s warm and tight and I have to bite my lip to stop from moaning.
I press a second finger in and start to slowly fuck her with them. Feeling her hips push against me, wanting them deeper, makes me hard as steel. God, what I wouldn’t give to pull her into my lap right now and fuck her raw. But I couldn’t do that in public with her, nor do I think we’ve finished groveling for the mess we made. No, this had to be all about her right now.
When her breathing gets heavier and I’m sure she’s close, I lift my free hand and turn her face towards mine, capturing her lips with a kiss. She accepts me eagerly, and within seconds, her pussy spasms around my fingers as I silence her moans with my mouth.
Her whole body seems to shake between us and when she finally deflates, I lean back from the kiss to smile at her. Pulling my fingers out of her, I suck them into my mouth, savoring her taste on my tongue. She watches me with wide, heated eyes, licking her lips as she breathes heavily.
She shivers and turns to Max as he removes his fingers, and when I see them glistening with her juices, I realize he must have stroked them through her folds as he removed them from her panties. He mimics me and sucks them into his mouth, his eyes closing as he moans, clearly enjoying the taste as much as I did.
He pulls her in for a kiss that looks dirty and heated, before grabbing her hand and turning back to the movie. She turns to me with confused eyes and I nod my head at the screen. “Watch the movie, Angel,” I say, taking her free hand with mine.
She lets out a deep breath as her head drops back on her seat, and I try to hide my amusement at her frustration. Our girl is clearly not sated with one orgasm. Something that would definitely be beneficial in this unconventional relationship.
When we drive home, she asks us to spend the night with her, in her bed, admitting that having someone there helps her sleep, and we’re more than happy to oblige.
As we get settled under the covers, I lay on my side facing her. “Did you have fun tonight, Angel?”
She turns her head to mine with a smile. “Yeah, I did. Thank you, it was a lot of fun. And I love the charm bracelet and cookie bouquet.”
“What was your favorite part of tonight?” Max asks with a smirk, making her turn her head to him on her other side.
“Well, the skee-ball was a lot of fun.”
“We’ll have to go to the arcade again. Maybe we can bring the others and have a skee-ball battle?” I suggest, and she smiles at me.
“Yeah, that’d be fun!”
“You look tired, why don’t you close your eyes and try to get some sleep now? We’re here to chase your nightmares away,” I tell her, reaching for her hand and giving it a squeeze.
“Do you think you guys could… Umm… You know… Cuddle me? It’s just that I seem to sleep better when someone’s holding me.
“Fuck, I thought you’d never ask,” Max says in relief. “Turn to face Jasper, Sweetheart.” She rolls towards me and he presses himself to her back, wrapping his arm around her waist .
I wiggle in closer, pulling her hand up to place it on my bare chest, before moving my own hand down to her hip. “Better?” I ask, and she responds with a smile and a nod.
“You know, Angel. If you ever want to talk to a professional, about your nightmares or panic attacks, or anything at all, we could set that up for you,” I tell her softly.
“I… Do I have to? Talk to someone?”
“Of course not, we just want you to know it’s an option.”
“And you're always welcome to talk to us. We might not be able to give you professional advice, but we can listen, if you need us to,” Max tells her gently.
She’s silent for a moment before she speaks. “Sometimes I dream about what happened, you know, before,” she says quietly. “But the worst dreams are about the future. Of Simon or my mother finding me.” I rub my thumb along her hip, letting her know we’re listening.
“I just—If one of you isn't holding me when I have my eyes closed, I’m afraid that none of this is real, or that I’ve been taken away from you,” she admits nervously.
I lean forward and place a kiss on her forehead. “We’re not going to let anything happen to you, Angel. And thank you for sharing that with us. We’ll be here for you every night if you need us.”
“Yeah,” Max chuckles. “This is definitely no hardship, Sweetheart.” He kisses her neck and I feel her shiver between us. I continue to rub my thumb along her hip and she wiggles between us.
After a few minutes of silence, she starts to fidget even more, making Max groan. “Sweetheart, I’m doing my best to hold myself back from fucking you right now, you need to keep still, you’re killing me. ”
“Max!” I say with frustration lacing my tone. I don’t want her to feel pressured into anything. Or to feel as if she is doing anything wrong.
“What if that’s what I want?” she whispers quietly, making my frustration turn to surprise as I look at her. She opens her eyes and I see heat and lust there. She wiggles again, making me groan this time.
“Are you feeling needy, Sweetheart?” Max whispers, kissing her right below the ear. She moans in response before nodding. I start to stroke my thumb along her hip.
“We can help you with that, Angel, but this is all about you. Max and I still have to make things up to you, so this is just about your pleasure tonight.”
“But I—” she starts, but I quickly cut her off.
“Please, Angel. We need to do this. We feel terrible for what we did and we need to do this for you. You need to know that you always come first, even about our own pleasure.”
“Sweetheart, just let us take our punishment, okay?”
“Touching me is your punishment?” she asks in confusion.
“No. Not letting ourselves have any release while we watch you come undone between us is,” he tells her.
I move my hand down her leg and lift it backwards over Max, opening her up to us. She’s wearing an adorable pink nighty tonight, and as my hand trails back up, pushing it as I go, I realize she’s completely naked underneath.
“Angel,” I groan. “Where are your panties?”
She doesn’t say anything as I move closer and press my lips to hers. My tongue pushes in, soothing her and taking control of the kiss. Max’s hand moves to her pussy and when she starts crying out against me, I know he’s not wasting any more time with her .
I move both my hands to her breasts, squeezing them gently at first, and when she pushes them firmer into me, I squeeze them harder before finding her nipples with my thumbs, rubbing them in slow, soft circles. She cries out in pleasure as we both continue.
“God, baby, you’re so fucking tight,” Max murmurs, sucking and nipping at her neck and ear. “Are you going to come for us now? I can feel how close you are.” He’s right, even though I’m not holding her as close as he is right now, I can sense how tight her whole body is as she rushes towards her release.
She moans against me and I suck on her bottom lip for a moment before I pull back just long enough to tell her, “come for us, Angel. Come all over Max’s fingers, let him feel you gush around him.” She starts to scream and I press my mouth against hers, silencing her screams as I pinch her nipples, helping to heighten her orgasm.
She shakes violently between us and it seems to go on for several minutes before she finally sags in exhaustion, breathing heavily as we gently stroke her soft skin.
I kiss her forehead, smiling at her blissed out face. “Sleep now, Angel.”
“Are you sure you guys don’t want—”
“No, don’t worry about us. Just shut your eyes and go to sleep.”
“We’ll keep the demons away as you dream about us,” Max adds, kissing the back of her head.
I grab her hand, clutching in mine against my chest as I watch her fall asleep. Her breathing evens out and even though I’ve never had such blue balls in my entire life, I feel completely satisfied, knowing she’s safe and happy between us.