Chapter 7 Oakley
CHAPTER SEVEN
Oakley
She was a beautiful mess. Flushed cheeks, tits that begged to be made red from my mouth, make-up beginning to smear around her eyes and breaths coming so fast that I knew it would only take one touch to bring her over the edge.
I glanced at Nick and he tilted his head, as if to say — You first.
Ember’s eyes flicked between the two of us, her body trembling, and I decided to put her out of her misery. Temporarily, anyway.
I lifted her chin and covered her mouth with mine, sucking on her tongue while my hands found her breasts, squeezing them, loving the way they filled my palms. She groaned, rubbing against me and I pulled away. “Get on your knees, Ember.”
She obeyed instantly, dropping down and looking up at me with her big blue eyes.
“Open your mouth.” My voice was rough, control fraying. How many times had I imagined her exactly like this? She was a wet dream come true.
Her mouth opened wide and I took my cock out from my plaid bottoms, stroking myself in my palm and loving the way she licked her lips eagerly.
I took a step closer and she reached for me, eyes pleading, and I nodded. The first touch of her tongue made me curse, and then she swallowed me down like she was made for it.
My hips jerked and I shot Nick an incredulous look. He laughed, reaching down to stroke Ember’s hair and making her purr around my cock. “You’re sucking him so good, baby. Show him how well you can take it,” he murmured. “Drive him wild.”
I hadn’t thought it could get any better, but then Em started to move, drawing me deeper even when she choked, her eyes watering and mascara running. Wrecked. Absolutely wrecked.
Nick sat down on the edge of the bed, a smug smile playing around his mouth. “That’s enough, Ember.”
She didn’t stop, her head bobbing as she let me fuck her face, her hips rocking desperately at the air.
I mumbled a curse and pulled away. “Nick told you to do something.”
He tutted. “It was my turn, sweetheart.” Ember crawled over to him, lighting up, and he chuckled.
“I know how much you love sucking my dick, baby. But you disobeyed me, didn’t you?
” Ember looked down at the floor before nodding.
“Come here.” She stood, allowing Nick to direct her how he wanted her until she was bent over his lap.
“Are you ready?” Another nod, and then his hand pulled back and spanked her ass.
“I think ten sounds fair, don’t you, Oak? ”
“Definitely.”
Nick spanked her twice more, a red tinge flushing Ember’s ass, but by the sixth she was wriggling, offering her ass up for him.
I tutted. “I think she’s enjoying this, Nick.”
He nodded. “You’re right. Our greedy little brat shouldn’t like her punishment.” He moved Ember onto the bed and pulled her trousers the rest of the way off, baring her long legs before he told her to hold them apart. “Good. Are you ready?”
She whimpered, her hand moving down her stomach towards her pussy, and I grabbed it before she could make contact. “Please,” she moaned and Nick chuckled before bringing his hand down on her clit in a smack that made her hips jump up.
“More?” he taunted and when she moaned he smacked her again, again, again — until her pussy was fluttering while we watched, her first orgasm dancing just out of reach. “Are you going to behave for us now, Ember?”
“Yes,” she gasped and Nick nodded.
“Good girl.” Two fingers plunged into her pussy with ease and Ember exploded, rocking against Nick’s hand. He added a third finger and she thrashed, the ragged moans torn from her throat making me impossibly harder.
Nick stroked her through the first orgasm, but even after she’d soaked his hand Ember didn’t let up. “What do you need, baby?”
“You,” Ember groaned. “Both of you.”
God, I nearly came just from hearing her beg for us.
“You need us to fill you up?” Nick taunted and when he looked at me, I nodded before laying down on the bed. “You want us both to take your needy pussy at the same time?”
“Yes, yes, yes,” she begged and I reached for her at the same time that Nick lifted her legs, settling her on top of me.
I sat up, spreading her legs on either side of my thighs before cupping her breasts and kissing her neck the way I’d seen Nick do that morning.
“Oakley,” she murmured and I met her lips when she searched for me, moaning into my mouth.
Ember lifted her hips and I shuddered when her hand found my cock, pushing me into position beneath her. At the first touch of her pussy to my head, I felt myself twitch and she laughed breathlessly, the sound morphing into a moan as she sank down onto my length.
She began to move, her hips rocking as I thrust up into her, loving the way she felt in my arms, the way I fit inside her.
Nick watched us, his cock out and hard as he stroked himself.
When he approached, I stilled and Ember cried out in frustration, her pussy clenching around me as she urged me to move.
Instead, I waited, and as soon as she felt Nick at her entrance she relaxed. Her thighs strained wider and when he pushed inside, all three of us moaned.
We fucked her in tandem, her pussy gushing around us both as Em let out a keening, desperate noise followed by breathy little gasps as she begged us for more, harder, faster, yes, just like that.
My hand found her breast and I rolled the nipple between my fingers as we pounded into her, the wet sound of her pussy and our groans the only sound in the room until Ember’s breaths turned harsh.
“Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, and when Nick stroked her clit I knew she was done. She tightened around us, fluttering as she squeezed our cocks, and when she crashed over the edge we fell with her, pumping her full as she fucked down onto us.
She slumped back against me and I stroked her hair, murmuring praise in her ear between kisses to her head. I lifted her off me, hissing slightly as I slid out of her pussy, and she flopped back onto the bedspread, spent, as our cum leaked out of her.
“Merry Christmas,” she panted and I laughed as Nick came back in the room with a towel to clean her up.
“Merry Christmas, Ember.”
Ember
We were tangled up in one another, the covers wrapped around us while I laid on Oakley’s chest and Nick stroked my hair. The snow had eased off again and we’d heard the others get back from their walk a couple hours ago, but had opted to stay where we were — cozy and exhausted.
“I have to ask the question,” I began and Nick laughed. “What?”
He shrugged. “I just knew it was coming. Go ahead, sweetheart.”
“Is this just for Christmas? What happens now?” I hesitated, swallowing hard. “I don’t think I want this to end.”
“Me either,” Oakley said quietly and Nick sat up to look at us both.
“I was going to wait and do this later, but clearly this is the right time.” An expression I’d never seen before crossed his face and I could have sworn that Nick Hart looked…
nervous? He reached into the bedside table and a soft clinking reached me as he pulled back with something shiny in his hand.
“If this is too soon, it’s okay. I won’t be mad or upset or anything, okay?
” He took a deep breath and unfurled his palm, revealing two silver keys.
“I don’t want this to end either. I think the three of us…
Well, it could be something special. I love you, Ember, and I know you need more than only me.
And that’s okay,” he added when I tried to protest. “You two have something that works well with what we have, and I want to try this. For real.”
“Nick… What are you saying?” I looked between his face and the keys in his palm.
“Move in with me,” he blurted. “With us.”
I blinked. “With… both of you? Have you already agreed to this?” I asked Oakley and was surprised when he nodded.
“I’m all in. This feels right, and I think you feel it too. Or did I imagine how jealous you got when you thought that Leigh and I were a thing?” He smirked at me and I couldn’t help but smile back.
“But what if something goes wrong? What if you don’t want me any more?”
Nick shrugged. “We’ll cross that bridge if we come to it. You just need to take a chance, baby. So will you?”
I hesitated, looking into their eyes for a moment, before slowly nodding. “Okay. Yes.”
“Yes?” Nick looked like he’d been preparing for a rejection and when I nodded again his shoulders slumped, a breath of relief leaving him. “Thank you,” he murmured and when he kissed me, it was sweet. Like a promise.
Oakley turned my head gently and I leaned into his mouth, the kiss long and unhurried. I didn’t know what would come next… but we had time to figure it out.
Together.