26. Chapter 26
26
Kelly
M y heart was pounding in my chest. I knew Lindsey was frustrated. She and upset, but she’d just stood right in front of me, apologized for her actions a day and a half before. My stomach twisted, seeing just how upset she’d made Grey. Part of me wanted to insist he’d earned it for all the jerk things he’d done and said in highschool, hell his life probably, but coming from my own sister, it just made me ache for anyone who was on the other end of her anger. Especially when I knew it was all about me.
“Grey,” I called after him, the front door closing behind me, “Lindsey didn’t mean all that, she’s just pissed at me and Rose.”
Grey kept walking another yard or so before he finally stopped just at the end of the sidewalk leading into the driveway.
“I know, Kelly,” he said as he turned around to look at me. “That’s the problem.”
My brow furrowed. Grey’s eyes were dark, his body tense and rigid.
I gulped as he stepped closer to me. The urge to move even closer to him, and step back at the same time, both so strong.
“Why?” I asked Grey, “If you know it’s just about me, why do you care?” I eyed him in the dimness of the night. The porch light still hadn’t been turned on, but the light that was on over the garage cast a low glow over to the sidewalk. I looked up at the sky, seeing the clouds covering what little moon there was.
“Why?” Grey asked, “You really have to ask that?”
I blinked, “Yes,” I replied, dumbfounded. I waved a hand out to the side. “Frankly, I don’t even understand why you’re here. Malak, yes, but you?”
His face fell, growing more angry.
“I care about you, Kelly,” Grey told me, stepping even closer to me, “Is that so hard to believe?”
I licked my lips. “Maybe,” I told him.
“Well, I do,” Grey insisted, “I hate hearing Lindsey treat you like shit.”
My stomach fluttered, but then irritation rose. “You’ve treated me like shit too, Greyson,” I reminded him, “Your entire family treats people like shit. Why do you care now?”
Grey blinked, and then laughed, taking a step back from me and waving a hand out to the side.
“I resent that,” he replied, “I know I’ve said some gross things, tied you to a chair, whatever,” he shrugged, “At least I did the chair thing to try to get you to tell me who hurt you.”
I folded my arms under my bust, the cold air outside finally starting to get to me, even with my cardigan on. I looked to the side, way from Grey.
I heard the sound of his chucks on the ground clunking slightly as he stepped closer. I looked back over at him. He looked like such an ass in his leather jacket, hair a mess on his head. It made my thighs hot.
“So, you care, who hurts me?” I asked him, my chin tilted up to look at him.
Grey shoved his hands into his pocket. “Yes,” he replied, his nose and cheeks pink. Whether from the cold or not, I wasn’t sure.
“What if it’s you?” I asked him.
Grey’s face went blank for a moment, but then his brow furrowed.
I chuckled once, and looked to the side, “Yeah, so, it’s different if it’s you, got it.” I turned and started to walk away from him, but I felt his hand grab onto the side of my sweater. I was whirled back around.
Grey pulled me up onto my tiptoes, his hands cupping both sides of my face, and his lips pressed to my own. The kiss warm and needy. My body instinctively pressed closer to his own, searching for heat in the cold autumn night. My arms wound around his neck as I kissed him back, my lips searching his for some sort of answer to all my problems. To both of our problems.
A moaned bubbled up from my throat as Grey took my bottom lip into his mouth, bit it and let it slide out from in between his teeth. The duel pleasure and pain making my knees week. I shivered, from more than just the cold.
Grey pulled back from me, looking deep into my eyes. My head went fuzzy.
“How do you feel about me, Kelly?” Grey asked me.
My heart jumped up into my throat. “What?” I asked him.
“You heard me,” he said, and his hands slid down from my face to my shoulders. A tingle went down my back.
As the wind blew against my face and ruffled my curls, I shivered, this time due to the cold.
“Grey—I don’t,” I struggled, my forehead creased, and I looked to the side, “I came out here because Lindsey shouldn’t have said any of that to you, I don’t want you to get treated like shit, even if you aren’t exactly the nicest person on the planet.”
Grey’s jaw shifted. “That’s it?” he asked.
I stepped back from him, trying to clear my head.
He does this every time. Get’s me wound up, confused.
“I’m going back inside. It’s too cold out here and I’m not going to argue with you,” I told him, and shrugged away from his grasp. As I turned around to head for the house once more, I could feel him following behind me, and just barely managed to walk faster than him. I opened the front door and headed back inside to the warmth of the house.
“You can be irritated with me all you want, Kelly,” Grey told me as he closed the door behind us with a thud and a click. “You can’t ignore what’s going on between us.”
I rolled my eyes. I was about to head to the dining room when I realized the light was off. I turned around and headed back into the foyer towards the stairs. I stopped at the first step, my foot on it.
“I’m not ignoring anything,” I insisted. My gaze shifted up the stairs. I remember Lindsey was likely upstairs, hold up by herself in her room, but I didn’t want to risk running into her.
I moved from the stairs and headed down the hallway instead.
“Just tell me how you feel about me, Kelly,” Grey growled as we reached the guest bedroom. The door was closed. When I turned around to look at him, I was suddenly being pushed against the wall.
I gasped softly, my heart squeezing.
“Does it really matter?” I asked him.
Grey leaned in closer, his mouth so close to mine I could hardly think straight. He didn’t have to say anything else.
“I care about you,” I mumbled. “You’re a dick, but I don’t want you hurt.”
Grey eyed my face, his thumb coming up to brush along my bottom lip. “What else, Princess?”
My face flushed deeply. I remembered him calling me that sarcastically in High School. There was something different about it now.
“You turn me on,” I whispered, my voice just barely there.
Grey opened his mouth to speak, but then looked to the side.
At first I was confused, but then I heard it too.
Moaning.
It was coming from the guest bedroom, just a couple of feet away. The sound of soft muffled moans and groans. My entire body flushed as I recognized them. Malak and Rose.
Grey’s eyes met mine, just as surprised, just as aroused.
“Oh, my God,” I said in an exhale.
I squeezed my thighs together.
Grey pulled away from me and moved towards the door.
“Grey!” I whispered., and “What are you doing?”
I moved away from the wall, my heart pounding.
Grey started to open the door, and I grabbed onto the side of his shirt in an attempt to pull him back, instead it caused me to go stumbling forwards along with him into the room. The door is wide. The open. My eyes went blurry for a split second as I steadied myself, the next I was looking directly at the bed. Fire engulfed my entire body.
“Fuck!” Rose moaned.
My eyes took in the sight of Rose pinned to the bed on her back, both of her hands above her head, Malak’s strong broad body between her parted thighs as his hips rocked against her, his cock filling her again and again. My knees went weak.
Both of their heads turned, and they looked too. Then us, eyes widening in shock.
“I’m so sorry!” I gasped and turned for the door.
“No,” Rose panted, “it’s okay.”
I fought the urge to turn back around, but did so anyway as I got to the door. Malak had stopped fucking Rose, and was pulling out of her, crawling to the edge of the bed. Rose hummed out in pleasure, one of her hands moving to her clit in place of him.
“Damn,” Grey mumbled.
Malak stood up from the bed, his muscular body covered in a thin sheen of sweat, his thick cock hard, it bounced slightly as he made it to the door in only a couple strides of his long legs. He closed the door almost halfway.
“Join us?” Malak asked, his gaze meeting mine, but then after a second. It shifted to Grey as well.
I swallowed hard. My eyes shifted to Grey’s. His own were filled with desire, lust. I could barely think straight, but I looked back to Malak and nodded as my wet panties told even me what I wanted.
Malak closed the door, locking it, and the next second he was stepping over to me, pressing his mouth to mine. My arms stretched up and wrapped around his shoulders, standing on my very tiptoes, I kissed him back, deep, desperate.
Malak’s hands slid onto the soft plush of my sides and pulled me up until my toes were barely touching the floor anymore. I moaned into his mouth as his fingers curled into my flesh.
For a brief moment, I looked to the side, wondering if Grey was still standing there, but my entire body heated as I realized Rose had gotten up from the bed and was slowly peeling Grey’s shirt off. As Malak’s lips moved to my jawline and kissed down my neck, I watched as Rose’s fingers dragged down Grey’s chest.
My pussy throbbed within my leggings. I knew exactly how all three of them tasted. I knew how all three of them looked naked now. Seeing Grey and Rose interact, Grey’s hands grabbing and groping at Rose’s bare ass, it made me both jealous and incredibly needy to see more. I was jealous that I wasn’t the one touching Rose, jealous that I wasn’t the one touching Grey, and I was jealous that they weren’t the ones touching me.
I whined out as Malak’s hand slipped into my pants and panties, and his fingers slid along my wet lips, his middle fingers finding my clit. My hips twitched as he caressed at the sensitive nub for a moment and then pulled his hand out.
“Just checking,” Malak husked out. My thighs throbbed as I watched him put his middle finger in his mouth and suck my juices off it.
I looked over just as Grey was sinking to the floor, Rose now seated on the end of the bed, thighs spread.
“Do you like watching, Kitten?” Malak asked into my ear. His mouth brushing along my earlobe. A shiver ran down my back.
“You keep watching,” he whispered. His hands moved my arms from over his shoulders, forcing me back down onto my feet. As my eyes were glued on Rose and Grey on the bed, Malak slowly took my cardigan off, letting it fall to the floor.
“Mmm, yes,” Rose moaned as Grey’s face disappeared between her thighs.
My breath caught in my throat as I watched Grey eat Rose’s pussy, his head shifting with each movement of his tongue. Rose’s hands grasped at the edge of the blanket, and her gaze locked on mine.
“That’s it,” Rose whispered, and started to rock her hips against Grey’s face, but her half-open eyes never left mine.
Malak’s hands coaxed my arms up and my shirt off my body. His hands slipped around to the back of my bra, unclasping it, and sliding it off, too. My nipples harden in the open air. I just barely tore my eyes away from the scene to the side to look up at Malak, wanting for his lips, but his hand roughly gripped my jaw and turned my face back towards Grey and Rose.
“Watch,” he growled.
My toes curled against the carpet. “Yes,” I replied.
“Yes,down. what?” Malak asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I replied, shivering.
“Good girl,” Malak whispered, and he knelt down, his head at my chest. My breath caught in my throat as his tongue flicked against my nipple.
His fingers slowly pulled my pants and panties down, I stepped out of them carefully, while keeping my eyes on the bed.
“Yes, what a good girl,” Rose moaned out as she eyed me. Her face contorting in pleasure as she struggled to hold herself up with her hands behind her body. Grey’s hands forced her thighs further apart.
My mouth was practically salivating.
Suddenly, Malak picked me up into his arms with a soft grunt as my breasts pressed against his bare chest. I could feel his cock against the inside of my thigh, and almost expected it to shift and press into my pussy, but instead, he set me down on the end of the bed too.
Malak sunk to his knees and spread my thighs open. One of my knees brushed Rose’s.
“Oh, God,” I gasped as Malak’s head dove in between my legs and his tongue delved into my slit, his nose brushing against my clit.
As my head tilted back, Rose leaned over and grabbed the back of my hair, pulling my head up and over to her. My lips met hers with no hesitation. One of my hands reached behind my body, between the two of us to hold me steady, while the other brushed along Rose’s cheek. My fingers curled along her soft skin. The taste of her lips was familiar to be now, after the last day or so, but I couldn’t get enough of it.
I gasped into the kiss as Malak’s tongue slid up and started to feast hungrily at my clit. Rose and I’d hips seemed to move in tandem against the men’s faces, our moans and gasps against each other's mouths an erotic melody. I pulled away from Rose’s mouth to lean on both hands and toss my head back.
“Mmm, yes, don’t stop!” I moaned, grinding my pussy against Malak’s face. His strong hands gripped at my hips and the top of my thighs tightly, pulling me even harder against his mouth. My thighs pulsed and squeezed against the sides of his head.
“Oh fuck,” Rose moaned. My own desperate sounds mirrored hers, sweat beading on my hairline.
Malak growled, a low vibrating hum that sent a spark of pleasure along my clit all the way to my belly button. My hips jerked.
“Right there, almost there,” I panted. The bed was creaking with each rock of my and Rose’s hips.
I looked over, droopy lidded, to see Rose laying back on the bed, her arms above her head, writhing and moaning underneath Grey’s mouth and hands. My head went dizzy as pleasure tingled from my thighs to my toes. A shiver ran up my back as my thighs clenched hard against Malak’s head.
Malak growled, gripping me tighter, his tongue not stopping.
As my orgasm started to die down, my hips tugged away from his face, but Malak held on.
I panted for air, struggling not to lay back myself as my arms grew weak and shaky. I failed, letting myself fall back, pulling Malak up a bit with the strength of my thighs.
“Damn baby girl,” Malak panted as he crawled up and hovered over top me. My pussy throbbed at the sight of him like that.
I chuckled weakly and looked over at Rose and Grey. Rose was staring dizzily at the ceiling, her hips twitching, and Grey was slowly kissing up her body, just reaching her breasts.
“I’ll give you a minute,” Malak whispered close to my face, and then sat up, the lower half of his body shifting until he was between Rose and I on the bed.
My eyes took in the sight, with baited breath, of Malak reaching over and grabbing Grey by the back of his hair, and tugging him over to him. Their mouths met, and they kissed hungrily, Malak pulling Grey’s hot slender naked body close against him, until they both fell onto the bed in between us.
I slowly rolled onto my stomach, turning my head so that the side of my face was pressed to the bed, watching them beside me. Watching as Grey’s hand reached down and stroked Malak’s cock. Malak grunted softly and broke their kiss, pulling Grey’s head to the side and kissing along his neck, biting him every so often.
My entire body was hot, shaky, and I reached down, sliding my hand between the bed and my stomach, until my fingers reached my the wet warmth of my arousal.
“Mm, so fucking hot,” I moaned, my head fuzzy, as my fingers started to massage at my clit.
I closed my eyes for just a moment, taking in the sound of Malak and Grey’s moans. When they opened, I watched as the two of them rocked against each other, frotting. Their cocks rubbing against one another's, and each other's thighs.
My own thighs squeezed against my hand, and I whimpered out a low sound. Rose peaked up from the other side of them, a hungry look in her eyes. I watched as she climbed over Malak’s back and hovered over the top of my body. I pulled my hand out from underneath me, and the next second, Rose was urging me onto my back. She spread my thighs and placed herself between them, pushing her ass against the inside of one my plush thighs.
“Ah, damn,” I moaned.
Rose’s pussy pushed against mine, and she started to rock her hips against me. My hands reached up and grabbed hold of the side of her hip and her wrist on the side where I couldn’t reach.
Rose tilted her head back, biting at her bottom lip and letting out a stifled moan.
In that moment, I didn’t care if Lindsey heard us.
She’s already insinuated I’m fucking all of them. What do I care?
I arched my back and ground my hips up against Rose, my clit throbbing.
“Fuck, fuck,” I gasped, my hand on her wrist letting her go and reaching over for anything to grab hold of. My fingers dug into Grey’s arm, and I heard him groan.
The sound of moans and panting grew more frantic in the room as I grew closer to my second orgasm, my clit so sensitive.
Rose’s body rocked desperately, against my own, trying to keep that delicious friction that we craved so much.