Cash
C ash carried Mercy up the stairs that led to his private apartment. He loved the way she melted against him as if she was made to fit him. He wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to share her with Callan but telling her no wasn’t an option. Telling her no meant that neither of them would be able to touch her and wanted to touch her more than he wanted his next breath.
pushed open his front door, never finding a need to lock it since the only way up was through his back office and he kept his office door locked. He set Mercy down on the floor, letting her slowly slide down his body, to take in every inch of him. Feeling her body against his own ignited a fire deep in his gut. He wasn’t sure that he liked feeling that heat again. The last person that he felt that for was Jasmine and that relationship nearly destroyed him. He shook his head trying to clear away the images of her lifeless body strewn across his bed. needed to get his mind back in the game, otherwise, he was going to lose out on his chance at Mercy and he wanted to spend the night forgetting. He knew that he could get lost in her body giving himself a much-needed break from thinking about what-ifs and regrets.
“Wow, nice place,” Mercy gushed. It wasn’t much but it served its purpose as a place to crash after late nights spent at the bar. He had a house that he was renovating across town, and he stayed there on his days off. He often left the bar and worked for hours at the new place. He rarely slept and when he did, it was fitful, plagued with images of ghosts that he’d sooner forget. Working on his new house and getting his hands dirty gave him purpose and helped him to get his mind off things.
“Thanks, I remodeled when I finished the bar. I use this place to crash when I’m too tired to drive across town.” Mercy nodded. watched as Callan sat down on his sofa and pulled Mercy down with him. He wasn’t sure how he wanted to proceed. Hell, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to move forward with this whole cluster fuck at all. Sharing a woman was something that he swore he would never do again after Jasmin.
“Can I get you both something to drink?” crossed into his kitchen. He tried to keep it stocked in case he ended up staying at the apartment. He always kept a bottle of vodka on hand, and he had a feeling that he was going to need some liquid encouragement to get through the night.
“I’ll have whatever you’re having,” Mercy whispered. could tell that she was nervous and that was the last thing he wanted. If they were going to do this he wanted Mercy to have a good time and not worry about whether she was making the right decision by being there with the two of them.
Callan nodded, “That works for me.” poured a round of shots, handing them each one. Mercy’s hand shook as she took the glass from him. He let her take the shot and then pulled her into his arms. He knew just how to calm both of their nerves, but it would require Mercy to give over some of her control. wasn’t sure if she would do so willingly.
He hauled her up against his body and pressed his mouth against hers, nipping and biting at her lips until she parted them, letting him in. His tongue stroked into her mouth, and she moaned into his. He liked how responsive she seemed to be and wondered if she would feel the same way about Callan kissing her. He pulled free and found Callan pressed up against Mercy’s back as if waiting for his turn. reluctantly turned her into Callan’s arms, allowing him to have a turn with her. Watching Callan kiss his way into Mercy’s mouth sent pangs of jealousy through him, though he had no right to feel them. She wasn’t his, hell she wasn’t either of theirs, but didn’t like having to share the very sexy Mercy with his friend. Backing out wasn’t an option because he wasn’t sure that she wouldn’t leave with Callan to finish what they started. He wouldn’t miss out on his chance to claim the sexiest woman to walk into his bar in months. just needed to remember that this was for one night and take all the pleasure that he could from her.
Callan broke their kiss leaving them both panting for air and decided to take the lead, needing to find the control that he craved. “Strip out of that sexy little dress and climb up on my bed, little one. You are going to suck Callan’s cock while I taste that sweet pussy of yours.” nodded back to the master bedroom. Callan and Mercy moaned in unison and started back, following his orders. poured himself another shot and decided to take the whole fucking bottle back to his room.
By the time he got back there, Callan had already stripped both himself and Mercy and was helping her up onto the four-poster bed. His master bedroom was set up for playing and he planned on playing a whole lot with Mercy. He nodded to Callan who eagerly stroked his cock, giving him the silent “okay” to start.
“Open,” Callan said hoarsely. felt frozen to the spot where he stood watching as Mercy took Callan’s cock into her mouth, her sexy lips swollen from their kisses. Callan groaned, throwing his head back from the pleasure of being in Mercy’s hot mouth and almost regretted not being the one having his dick sucked. Once he saw how turned on Mercy was by the whole scene he instantly changed his mind. He put the bottle on his nightstand and crawled onto his bed straddling her sexy, petite body. Mercy was so tiny compared to him and Callan; he worried that they would break her.
watched as Callan slid deeper down Mercy’s throat and the way that she took all of him was the hottest fucking thing he ever saw. He knew that if he didn’t stop watching he would come in his damn pants and that wasn’t the way he wanted tonight to go. kissed his way down Mercy’s body, paying special attention to her already pebbled nipples. Her drenched folds rubbed against his thigh, and he knew that she was more than ready for him but that wasn’t going to stop him from taking his time and licking her sweet pussy until she came all over his mouth.
“Fuck baby, you are so wet,” he said, running two of his fingers through her wetness and pushing them deep inside of her. She moaned and bucked against his hand. “Hold still, little one. You need to suck Callan’s cock and lay there like a good girl,” warned.
“I don’t know how much more I can take, man. She feels so fucking good,” Callan growled. spread Mercy’s legs up over his shoulders and licked his way through her pussy, sucking her clit into his mouth. She also tasted fucking good, but he wasn’t going to share that little bit of information with his friend. Callan could find that out for himself, later.
licked and sucked at her wet folds until she was once again squirming against his mouth. He knew that she was close, and he couldn’t wait to be inside of her. His cock was screaming for attention.
“Come for me, Mercy,” he growled against her pussy. Mercy seemed to have no problem obeying his command and she rode out her orgasm, finding her release. She released Callan’s cock from her swollen lips and shouted ’s name, and he was so fucking happy that it was his name on her lips. Callan watched her come undone and just the sight of sexy little Mercy riding out her orgasm, grinding against ’s mouth seemed to send him over the edge. He pumped his cock into his hand and shot his come down her body, coating her breasts.
decided that he didn’t want to wait any longer. He knew that he needed to take her, make her hips and he didn’t care if that made him a greedy bastard. He was consumed by his own need, and he stripped and sunk balls deep into her hot core. She was tight from the orgasm that he had just given her and her pussy spasmed around his throbbing cock. He knew that he wasn’t going to last long but he didn’t care. He wanted to take everything that he needed from Mercy, and he only had tonight to do it.
“You feel so fucking good, little one.” He pulled his cock almost completely out of her core only to slam back into her body. She moaned and wrapped her legs around him. He smiled down at her, his dirty mind racing with all the possibilities of what the three of them could do together.
“Next, Callan and I are going to tie up your sexy, little body and we’re going to take turns fucking in and out of you.” Mercy closed her eyes as if the pleasure was too much for her.
“Open your eyes, little one,” Mercy’s brown eyes flew open, and she gifted him with her sexy smile. “You like the idea of us tying you up, don’t you?”
Mercy didn’t hesitate to answer, “Yes,” she hissed. Callan took her mouth in a passionate kiss while he played with her taut nipples, plucking and pinching them. knew that they weren’t being gentle with her. Mercy would wear their marks for days to come, reminding her where they had been and what the three of them did together. That thought had spiraling over the edge as he pumped in and out of her body harder, finding his release deep inside of Mercy. He knew that his primal need to take her, mark her, and make her his was taking over. His inner caveman hadn’t been released in so long that he was just starting to wake up. Still, he wasn’t quite sure how to get himself in check, not liking the lack of control that he felt after taking what he needed from Mercy. He pulled free from her body, grabbed his bottle of vodka, and walked into the adjoining master bath, leaving Mercy with Callan. needed a few minutes to pull his head out of his ass and get himself under control. He was afraid that if he didn’t, he wouldn’t let Mercy walk away from him in the morning. Keeping her wasn’t an option and sharing her was out of the question.
took another sip of vodka letting the burn from the alcohol soothe his aching soul. He heard Callan and Mercy both moaning and heard the smacking of skin, leading him to assume that Callan was taking his turn with her. It was better for him not to be in that room watching the two of them together but imagining Callan fucking her was torture. He decided to man up and go back into his bedroom. He wasn’t a coward and hiding in the bathroom wasn’t his style. He took another drink of liquid courage and opened the bathroom door to find Callan fucking Mercy from behind, her body bent over his bed. Callan seemed to be finished, pulling free from her body. He whispered praises and pulled her into his arms, crawling into ’s bed with her. felt like a first-class jerk not doing the same for her after she gifted him so beautifully with her submission. She deserved everything that Callan was giving her and so much more, but he was an ass, taking what he needed and running into the bathroom to hide. wanted to crawl onto the bed and pull her into his body, but he wasn’t sure if he deserved a place next to her. He felt like a selfish bastard.
He rounded the bed to stand on the side closest to Mercy, “I’m sorry little one, I was wrong to leave you. I just—well, I have no excuse. May I join you?” never felt so unsure of himself in his life. He hated that Mercy had him so tied up in knots and he wasn’t sure why he let her get under his skin the way that she had.
“It’s okay, ,” she whispered holding her arms out to him in invitation. He didn’t hesitate to crawl into his bed and pull her against his body. Callan smiled over at him and nodded as wrapped his body around Mercy. She seemed to fit so perfectly between them and that thought had him reeling.
“This is all a little surreal for me too, . I usually don’t fall into bed with a guy that I just met.” Mercy barked out her laugh, “And here I am lying between two of the sexiest men that I’ve ever seen. Yep, I’ve officially crossed over to the dark side.”
“For the night,” Callan amended. felt Mercy’s body stiffen in his arms and he wanted to punch Callan for reminding Mercy that this was only temporary. She was just starting to loosen up around them and Callan reminding her that she was disposable had her feeling awkward and shy again. Hell, was feeling that way, and he didn’t have an awkward or shy bone in his body.
“I know what this is, Callan,” she whispered. “Please just let me have the fantasy for a bit longer. I promise, when the morning comes I will be out of here and you won’t hear from me again.” The thought of Mercy walking away from them had ’s stomach all tied up in knots. He knew the score; heck he even made the fucking agreement between the three of them. Why did it feel as though his rules were coming back to bite him in the ass now?
rolled Mercy underneath his big body, practically swallowing it up with his own. “Let’s play some more, little one,” he whispered. “I have so much more that I want to do to you.” Mercy moaned and ground herself against his leg.
“Thank you, ,” Mercy whispered. He kissed her mouth, giving her everything that she had just asked for. Mercy wanted the fantasy that he and Callan were offering, and knew that he could be that for her.
“You’re welcome, little one. Are you ready for some more fun?” Mercy’s enthusiastic nod had both Callan and him laughing.
“Yes, please,” she said.
“Get the rope out of my nightstand, Callan,” he ordered. Callan rolled over and got the rope that kept stashed in his top drawer and handed it over. “Let’s spread her open and make a feast of her,” he barked, throwing Callan part of the rope.
Mercy squealed with anticipation causing to chuckle. He couldn’t remember a time when he had laughed so much in one night. Mercy Parks made him feel things and do things that he had forgotten he was capable of, and he wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing. What he was sure of was that watching little Mercy walk out of his life wasn’t going to be easy to do. Necessary, sure. But not easy.