Chapter 77
J.D. was much too quiet on the way home from the bar.
Thankfully, a few hits from his vape when we made it back to our suite and he started feeling better - and hungry.
One big meal from room service later, then showers, and we were all actually starting to feel human again. That was when J.D. got a text.
He swiped, read it, and then just started laughing.
"What?" Cody demanded.
J.D. was busy tapping at his screen. "Ty wants Max's number. Says he just got an offer from Deviant."
"Good," I said. "The guy's been busting his ass lately."
"Yeah, he has," Cody agreed. "I just can't believe Deviant's doing as much as they are. I mean, that's a lot of money they're dropping for a sport they only just got interested in."
"But they're a real big company," J.D. pointed out. "They prolly got it."
"They do," I assured them. "Deviant Games has millions of subscribers, and they keep churning out new - and amazing - games that people actually want without abandoning the old ones. It's basically a money-printing machine for them."
"But they didn't have to help the Pbr," Cody pointed out. "And this? It's..."
"Fucking amazing," J.D. said. "Yeah. I feel like we just won, but babe?"
"Hm?" we both replied.
Which made J.D. grin. "Yeah, I like that, but I meant Cody this time," he said. "I think we need to take the prize money and split it with the ones striking."
"I'm so ok with that," Cody agreed. "They're giving up their chance to win it for us."
I made a little noise at that. "Not so much for us as for the idea.
I mean, they're fighting for themselves too, which is why I think you both need to ride tomorrow.
This? It's about the judges picking the losers, so they're saying that's not ok.
It means if it ever happens to them, they'll get the same chance. "
"And a share of the money for helping," J.D. insisted.
Cody pointed at him. "That. Hell, I wish we could do something for Ty and Jake for making this happen."
"Pretty sure Jake got all he wanted last night," J.D. taunted.
Which made me roll my eyes. "Cody is not a reward."
"Ain't she?" J.D. asked. "I mean, I feel real lucky each time she's with me."
Which made her smack his arm. "Gonna guess you didn't get your blowjob this morning like you wanted."
"Nope," he said, playfully pushing at his sweatpants. "Why? That an offer?"
"Sure," Cody said, calling his bluff.
He shoved his pants down, lifting his ass to get them to his thighs. Surprisingly, his dick was already half-hard, likely because he knew we were watching. Then he grabbed it and began slowly stroking the underside.
"I've been a good boy today," he said, "and Tanner didn't even blow me." Then he chuckled and tried to tug his pants back up, making it clear he was just fucking around.
But Cody stopped him, grabbing his wrist to keep his pants where they were. "The way I heard it, Tanner saved the day. That makes him a hero, so I think I should take care of that for you."
Yeah, and now his dick was getting hard fast. Then again, so was mine.
"He did get injured in the course of trying to be the good guy," I told her. "But if you end up on your knees, there's no telling what I might do."
In response, she stood and pulled her shirt over her head.
She also wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and when she pushed her sleep shorts down, those panties?
Yeah, they weren't the hot or sexy kind.
They were just little cotton things with different-colored edges - and I was pretty sure they'd just become my favorites.
"Lose the pants, J.D.," I ordered.
"Oh, I got that," Cody said, bending to grab the fabric on his legs. Then she tugged.
He lifted, helping her get them off, but was scrambling to ditch his shirt at the same time. Then, in that smug way I liked so much, J.D. stretched his arms out along the top of the couch and leaned back, making it clear he was down with a good show.
"Now I really wanna see those pretty lips wrapped around me," he told her. But he flicked a finger at me. "C'mon, sexy. You're wearing too fuckin' much."
Yeah, I really was. Using one hand, I pulled my shirt over my head, then stood.
Cody was already stripping off her panties.
When she dropped to her knees before him?
Damn, my dick was throbbing. She was fucking beautiful.
He was power come to life. Not strength.
No, J.D. was so much more than that. He was the sort of power people bowed before, and Cody was now in the perfect position for just that.
I moved around behind her bare ass, and lowered myself to my knees as well. Somehow, this was fitting. Then I slid my hand up her back.
"You suck that," I said, my voice coming out rougher than I'd expected, "and I'm going to make sure it's good for you, beautiful."
"You're gonna fuckin' spit roast her," J.D. said.
Cody giggled. "Shut up, J.D." Then she grabbed the base of his dick. "Wouldn't want me to accidentally bite this, right?"
"No, ma'am," he agreed. "But ain't gonna complain at all about the lickin', suckin', and fuckin' parts."
"Fuckin's my job," I told him. "Now be a good boy and take it."
Which was when she pressed her mouth around him and slid down - but then she paused. Letting him go, she reached up for her hair and did one of those girly things. A few twists, a wrap, and then she pulled it all into a knot that kept it out of her way.
"There." And she dove right back in.
Ok, not only was it hot that she was making it easy for us to watch, but I liked the vibe here. She wasn't being serious. Neither was J.D. I felt like the pressure to perform had just evaporated. This? It was just for us. It was allowed to be fun, and silly, and even light-hearted.
But sex had always been a serious thing for me. The sort that I felt judged by. The kind of thing I needed to prove I deserved, yet these two never made me feel like that. It was supposed to feel good, nothing more, and as she started bobbing her mouth on his dick, I decided I liked this better.
So I kissed her spine. I let my hands roam across her body, feeling the amazing way her waist narrowed and her hips flared out. I also watched, unashamed, as she made J.D. lean his head back and close his eyes.
Fuck, they were gorgeous - and mine. I was also theirs. That was what felt different with them. This? It was real. It was comfortable, but in that way that made it feel secure. My other lovers had all been temporary, there for the moment, but these two?
They'd become my world.
I slid my hand over her ass and down until I found her clit. Yeah, she was already getting nice and slick, but I wanted more. I wanted to hear her moan.
J.D. lifted a hand like he wanted to grab her head, then let it flop back down. "Good boy," I told him. "You just stay there and take it."
Then I removed my hand and guided my dick right to where it belonged. When I reached her opening, Cody slowed, stilled, and waited for me to be in the right place.
Then she pushed back, taking me.
"Oh, fuck," I groaned, grabbing her hips hard.
"Now that?" J.D. said. "Cody, he's fucking hot as hell when he looks like that."
She murmured. It sounded like approval, and then we began to rock. She set the pace, but I made sure she was rewarded for it. There, in the fancy living room of a suite I wasn't even sure these two could afford, the three of us played out one of my own personal fantasies.
I watched the most beautiful woman I knew suck off the hottest man I'd ever seen, and this was real.
This was my life. This made all the bullshit worth it, and I was a part of this.
Not an addendum. Not an accessory. I was one third of this wild and crazy thing we were doing, and while it might work well enough without me, it was so much better with.
She bucked back, using her body to make it clear what she wanted, and I obeyed. Somewhere in the middle, J.D. couldn't take it anymore. His hands left the couch and fisted in that knot of hair she'd tied up.
Seeing his biceps flex as he showed her what he wanted? Watching his abs clench when she took all of him into her mouth? Yeah, I liked that, but the way his dark brown eyes hung on me like he couldn't look away?
Fuck, the intensity of that gaze was unreal.
The feel of her body was too good. I wanted to make sure my girl got everything she deserved, so I reached around her hip and found that knot of nerves again.
With my middle finger, I made tight little circles, driving her higher, and a little groan sounded in her throat.
"Yeah, she likes that," J.D. said. "Fuck, babes. That's hot. That's..." His eyes clamped shut and he groaned, clearly losing control.
I slowed, Cody swallowed then backed off, and then I pumped into her again. She rocked, pressing a hand down onto the edge of the couch to brace against, and J.D. leaned in. Cupping both sides of her face, he lifted her up more vertical and leaned in to kiss her so fucking hard.
"This," I told her, "is how you should be treated, Cody Lane. This is all I want to give you."
"Come," J.D. whispered against her mouth.
She whimpered, the sound proving she liked what I was doing, so I kept doing just that. Harder, maybe a little faster, and my hand never slowed on her clit until she simply gasped - and her entire body locked up.
J.D. kissed her neck as she came. I kept thrusting, doing my best to ride her through it, but the heat of her body and the grip of her pleasure? Fuck, I couldn't think. I could barely keep going. One more time I pumped into her, and then I forgot about everything else but the euphoria consuming me.
"Oh, that's a damned good look on you, Tanner," J.D. purred. "Fuck, I think I just got a whole new fetish."
I huffed out the closest thing to a laugh I could manage as I came back down. "What, watching?"
"Oh yeah," J.D. said.
Cody simply shifted her hips, sliding off me. "Well, I'm definitely ok with it." But when she went to stand, the first try didn't work as well as she wanted.
"Rubber legs," J.D. said, giving her a hand to use.
"Bathroom," she explained as she headed out of the room.
"Sorry about the mess," I called after her even as I crawled to the couch and all but rolled onto it. "Wow. She always rocks my world."
"Pretty sure I do too," J.D. said as he flopped back again.
"Yeah. It's why we work."
"Mhm," he agreed. "See, this is why Jake ain't a problem. Tanner, he can't compete with this."
"It's different," I said. "He's new, and that's always exciting. We're comfortable and safe."
"Sounds boring," he pointed out.
"Different sort of comfortable and safe. This is the kind you trust to be there, not the sort that could turn crazy any moment."
"Yeah, I like this kind better," J.D. said, tugging my arm in a hint to come closer so we could cuddle.
"No, Cody goes there," I told him.
"Where?" she asked, returning a little faster than I'd expected.
"Between us," I told her, watching as she walked across the suite, completely naked and without any shame.
That was the comfortable I was trying to explain to them. The sort that let me see these moments. The kind that made me realize she would always come back to us - and so would we. Maybe this wasn't how most people did things, but we weren't most people.
That was what made all of this work.