MICAH
FOURTEEN
To say that the drive back to the house was the longest of my life wouldn't be too far from the truth.
The raging hard on that was trapped pressing against my jeans was killing me, but it was going to be worth the wait.
Yeah, we'd already gone at it twice today but what can I say—I'd denied myself for too long, so now we needed to play catch up.
I knew that once I gave my heart to Lailah it would be devastating in the best way possible.
She now held me by the balls, and I was totally okay with that, hell I would wrap them up in a bow if she asked me to.
I'm sure that others might think it's weird to want to share her even more than we already have to, but this was a desire that I've had for a long time.
I trusted Brayden with her completely, as well as trusting he would be able to handle what I was going to ask.
Tonight was going to be a production and I was the director dictating what everyone did and when.
The thrill of having that power to give or deny pleasure made me want to come in my pants before we even got started.
The rest of the guys could feel the tension in the car as awkward conversation floated about, but I didn't give a fuck.
Tonight was ours and the rest of them could just deal, it's not like we didn't have the rest of our lives to explore all of our dreams and fantasies.
Once back at the house, she hugged and kissed all the other guys good night, before taking my hand.
"You guys better keep it down. I don't want to be listening to you forking all night," Cami yelled.
I laughed. "Do what I've had to do, wear headphones and turn your music up. Better yet, call your girlfriend and get some of your own action."
"What do you know, flame boy’s got a point. Okay new plan, let’s see who can be louder," Cami offered trailing behind us.
Lailah stopped and looked at her best friend. "Goodnight Cami, if you talk to Maggs tell her I say hi."
Biting back a smile, I shook my head, loving how unashamed she was about what was going to happen tonight.
"Lala, you are no fun," Cami pouted.
"Oh, I beg to differ on that," I interjected, wagging my brows. "She's tons of fun."
"Okay, ew. That was too far, asshole. Too far," she muttered with a shiver.
Brayden joined us, ignoring the looks the other guys gave us in mild surprise at the combination of people involved, but they didn't say a word, smart men.
I would bet my inheritance that Jay is one kinky fucker and would love to have an audience every so often, once they sealed the deal.
It's the silent ones who are always freaks in the sheets, I was just an asshole who liked to boss people around.
I led our merry band to Lailah's bedroom and stopped in the middle of the room, waiting for Brayden to close the door.
We'd already agreed amongst us men not to ever lock the door, in case something happened, but with that came the rule no one would enter unless it was urgent.
Each of us valued our time with Lailah so it was easy to trust the rule would be followed.
Turning Lailah to face me, I ran my hands down her arms and grasped her hands.
"Look at me, Lailah," I demanded using her name so she knew I was being serious.
"What I would like to try tonight is being in control of everything that goes on, but if at any time you are uncomfortable or you feel it will trigger a panic attack, you say red.
The moment that word comes out of your mouth we will immediately stop and check in with you.
Are you interested in allowing me to do this with you tonight? "
She gave me a sultry smile and nodded her head.
"I need you to tell me with your words, Lailah," I stated.
"Yes, I am willing to give you control over what goes on tonight."
"What is the word that you say if you want us to stop?"
"Red."
"Do you have any questions or triggers to tell us, besides being laid on your back or grabbed from behind?"
She paused to think about that for a moment. "Not that I am aware of, but I will alert you if that changes."
Ah, my little Cookie Monster was already learning the rules to this game.
"Brayden, are you comfortable and willing to participate in this?" I asked my best friend. "You do not have to join in if you're not ready or interested in following my direction."
He just grinned at me like I was being an idiot. "I am more than willing to be involved in things tonight."
"Same question to you, anything you aren't willing to do?"
"I don't mind sharing or being that close to you naked, but I am not interested in being more involved with you physically," he shared, looking a little uncomfortable saying it.
It's not like I could blame him, most vanilla people thought if two guys were involved in any sexual act it meant they were gay or bisexual. "Totally fine and I'm not interested in you either, other than my best friend."
Brayden seemed to relax completely once we said our peace.
I took a few steps away from both of them and crossed my arms, taking in Lailah's simple beauty.
She wore a simple ironic shirt that said This is my Tea Shirt with a tea cup on it and a pair of skinny jeans.
Her blonde hair was up in a messy bun while curls escaped drifting around her face and neck.
Yet the most striking thing about her was those crystal blue eyes that looked at me with such love and trust it blew my mind.
This woman had waited for me even after I was an ass to her when we first met, rejected her Oath the first time, and yet somehow here I was Bonded to her for life.
"Brayden, remove her shirt," I instructed.
Instead of going behind her like most people would, he stood in front of her so she could see him as he gripped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it off of her.
I stepped to the side so I could still clearly see her body being revealed.
Her smooth alabaster skin was bathed in the warm light of the setting sun, making her golden hair shine.
Brayden dropped the shirt and raised a hand to touch the swell of her breast, but I didn't tell him he could.
"Stop," I ordered. "You are not allowed to touch her unless I've given you the instruction to."
Brayden's hand was paused, hovering above her skin, but then he pulled it away and dropped it by his side.
"Kiss her, like you can't breathe without her mouth attached to yours."
Brayden didn't hesitate as he leaned over and kissed her as I'd directed. He kissed her as desperately as I had just outside the diner. He kissed her until her arms started to raise, wrapping around his neck, kissing him back just as fiercely.
"No Lailah, that rule wasn't just for Brayden. " I warned her, tapping her arm so she dropped them by her sides again. "You aren't allowed to touch him either until I say so."
This interaction didn't slow down my best friend from kissing her, and I wasn't doing anything to stop it. I was watching, enjoying, getting hard as a fucking rock.
"Now, take off the rest of her clothes."
Brayden broke the kiss to do as I said, peeling her bra off and exposing her breasts then quickly moving on to her jeans and underwear. There she stood absolute perfection, her breath coming faster as her eyes started to shine with lust watching both of us, waiting for the next order I would give.
"Now, take your cock out and let her see how badly you want her."
Brayden didn't hesitate as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid down the zipper.
I gave her a few seconds to take in the sight of it, before I did the same so she could see my need too.
Shifting so I was standing directly in front of her beside Brayden, I craved the sight of her reaction.
I gripped the base of my cock and slowly started to stroke it up and down.
Lailah's chest was rising and falling more rapidly as she watched me stroke myself.
I was having trouble holding on to my control, but I refused to touch her just yet.
"Brayden, I think it's time you ditched the clothes too."
"Is that permission to take them off?" He asked.
"Yes, it is," I answered, trying not to laugh at how serious he was taking this.
Seconds later, he was also naked and I felt it was only fair to join them. I mean, it's not like I wasn't getting in on this action tonight either, so away the clothes went.
"Lailah, have you given a blow job before?" I asked. We men agreed never to talk about our inmate times with Lailah, unless it was something we all needed to know for her safety.
She gave me a cheeky grin. "A few times, but I can't say I'm a master or anything."
"Well then, get on your knees and show us what you've got," I instructed with a raised brow.
"You or Brayden?"
"Brayden, he's waited a long time to have you."
Dropping to her knees, she reached out to grab Brayden's cock and pumped it a few times before she brought her mouth down on him.
I watched in fascination, the way her mouth moved over his dick, but nothing prepared me for what came next.
She tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide, taking him in until her lips were touching the base of his cock.
She pulled back, letting his dick slide out until her lips were no longer touching it, before taking him back in again.
"Fuck," Brayden gasped.
"Oh you lied, Cookie," I said with a chuckle. "That right there, was impressive as fuck."
She pulled her mouth off of him to look at me. "I wasn't able to have sex with them, but I wasn't going to leave them with nothing. Blowjobs are easy for me to stay on top and have control over the situation."
"Enough of that then, a few more rounds and the fun would be over all too soon. Everyone on the bed," I directed with a wave. "Lailah, if you're on all four can Brayden be behind you?"
"I don't know, but I'm up for giving it a shot," she answered, jumping on the bed.
I positioned myself in front of her as Brayden sat beside her. "Let's try something easy. Brayden you eat her out from behind while I get a sample of what you just had."
Brayden rolled onto his back and pulled Lailah to sit on his face, while I knelt in front of her.
Reaching out, she grasped my hard cock and rubbed her thumb over the tip, smearing the pre-cum that was leaking out of it.
I knew the moment Brayden's mouth connected with her pussy as her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned.
I pushed my hips forward, pressing my dick against her lips and she opened for me, letting my cock slip into her mouth.
I kept up a constant rhythm as she licked and sucked, swirling her tongue around my cock.
Lailah's moans were muffled by my dick, but I could tell Brayden was doing his job to make her feel good.
I reached out and ran my fingers through her hair, gripping the strands tight as I moved her mouth up and down my cock.
"You like that, don't you?" I whispered, "You like the way I take control."
I saw her nodding, but her mouth was full of my dick. I wanted to stay like this, giving her commands, watching her mouth move up and down my cock.
But that wasn't the only thing I wanted.
I pulled out of her mouth and she gasped.
Instead of taking a breath, I moved down and pulled her off of Brayden, laying her on her back.
It was risky but I hoped not looming over her would do the trick.
I was now face to face with her glistening wet pussy, happy as can be.
Running my tongue through her folds, I worked it up to her clit and licked the tip.
She cried out and Brayden muffled her moans with a kiss.
She was so fucking beautiful. The way her body moved as I licked her pussy.
How she balled up the sheets in her hands as she was on the verge of coming.
I pulled back from the kiss and looked into her lust filled eyes. I knew what she wanted.
"You want me to let you come, don't you?" I asked as I slid a finger inside of her.
She nodded vigorously. “God yes please let me come!”
I pushed another finger inside. "That's a good girl," I smiled.
I wanted to make her come first like this, on her back like therapy, only good things happened like this now.
She exploded seconds later, thrashing and moaning with Brayden now working over her breasts with his hands and mouth.
I didn't relent, seeing the pure ecstasy on her face was all I wanted in life, knowing that I did that to her pleased me to no end.
When I finally pulled my fingers out of her, giving her a chance to recover, I backed off and sat up, grinning at her.
"Think you can handle some more?" I asked.
She let out a huff trying to catch her breath as she sat up. "I'm no quitter, besides neither of you have gotten to finish."
"Angel, only you would be so concerned about that," Brayden shared with a soft smile on his face. His gaze flicked up to mine as if asking a question.
"I think you've earned it man. Enjoy our wife how you want to," I said, giving up control of the situation… for now.
Brayden reached out a hand to Lailah who crawled over to him.
He positioned her so her head was down on the bed, ass up in the air, legs spread wide giving him space to fit.
I watched her face carefully to make sure she was okay, along with checking in on her emotions.
Everything pointed to her being totally relaxed and comfortable with what was going on, so I leaned back against the headboard and stroked myself.
Brayden took his cock and ran it up and down along her pussy lips and clit, then slipped it into her.
He pumped in and out, grabbing her hips tightly as they began to fuck.
He slapped her ass playfully, causing her to moan and buck against him.
Watching my wife getting fucked was surprisingly one of the hottest things I'd ever seen, maybe Jay was onto something.
I was so turned on I didn't think I'd last long even by my own hand.
Brayden moved faster and harder with her encouragement and I could tell he was getting close to coming. Lailah was already there as she squeezed him with her pussy making him close his eyes and grunt. "I'm coming, Angel," and he did.
I decided to join them, rubbing my cock over Lailah's back as I exploded all over her, I'd never cum that hard in my life.
Brayden flopped down beside Lailah as I did the same, trying to remember how to move again.
Even though I didn't fuck Lailah, I was more than happy with how things turned out.
Eventually, we all managed to pull ourselves together enough to make it into the bathroom to shower.
Lailah, being the woman that she is, felt I needed a little more attention—who was I to argue?
Then we curled up in bed with Lailah in the middle, tired and satisfied.