18. EMMETT – SEXY PHONE CALLS
EMMETT – SEXY PHONE CALLS
The music almost drowns out the sound of the bubbles from the hot tub.
“Water feels nice,” Callum says, sipping on a freshly made bourbon drink.
“It does,” Knox says, taking a sip of his drink. “We need to come up with a name for this.” He holds his glass in the air.
“We do,” Jax says, staring at the caramel-colored contents, nibbling on a fresh peach slice.
Callum continues with his previous train of thought, ignoring the conversation about the drink. “Wish more than just my calves were in it.”
We’re all sitting on the edge of the hot tub, not wanting to fry our ball sack. Knox made a point to mention that our balls are on the outside of our body because they can’t get too hot. Which then, of course, sent us down a whole discussion of balls, wet heat, and reproduction.
Wet heat doesn’t sound as kinky as one might think it is. So now we’re all sitting on the edge of the hot tub, letting our feet and shins soak whilst we enjoy my new cocktail. Callum’s not happy about it. He’s not mad either. He just planned on getting in and soaking tonight until he learned it lowers his baby makers.
Knox continues to turn his glass in his hand. “This thing is dangerous. Like you don’t even realize you’re drinking bourbon because all the flavors marry so well together. Who ever thought lemon and bourbon together… and ginger?”
“What about Lemon Ginger Zinger?” Jax offers.
“Ehhh.” The crowd moans.
“Autumn Elixir. It will cure what ails you,” Knox suggests.
“Spicy Lemon Zinger,” Jax offers.
“What is it with you and zingers?” Callum laughs, joining the conversation.
“I don’t know. I just feel like it zings.”
“La za za,” Knox chimes.
“Zings, not sings dumbass.”
“I was zinging,” Knox laughs.
Jax grumbles.
“What do you think Ev is doing right now?” Knox asks, ignoring Jax.
“She’s probably having fun with Lizzy, finalizing all the plans and decorations for tomorrow,” Callum says, finishing his drink and setting it down.
“Did she send any pictures tonight?” I ask, setting my empty glass down, too.
“No,” Knox frowns.
“She’s supposed to go visit her parents and brother tomorrow morning,” Jax informs.
“What time does the party start?” Knox asks.
“I think it’s from two until four.”
“Remind me why they had it down there again? It’s the end of April, so it’s not like it’s warm,” Callum swirls his foot in the water.
“It’s warmer than here, but I think mostly because Lizzy and Ev’s parents are there,” Jax says.
“Right, but shipping all those gifts,” he presses.
Knox laughs. “You’re more concerned about Lizzy shipping her gifts back than the wet heat on your ball sack.”
“Clearly, I’m taking the wet heat seriously since my ass is parked on the edge of the hot tub versus in the hot tub. I was really looking forward to a nice, relaxing soak tonight and then you and your wet heat bullshit.”
“How many times can you say wet heat?” Jax asks, shifting his palms on the edge of the hot tub, causing his muscles to flex.
He catches my eye and a wet heat stirs in my stomach, so I quickly look away.
The song switches and we all just quietly listen to it. We’ve spent ninety-nine percent of the time Everlee hasn’t been here talking about ovulation and bridal showers. She has us pussy whipped and I don’t think I’d have it any other way.
Another twenty minutes pass and when a cool breeze blows across us all, we take that as our sign to go inside. We didn’t get a name for the drink, but between all of them, a working name I will run by the guys tomorrow is Autumn Spice Elixir. It has that fall feel to it.
After a quick shower, I climb into bed and turn the lights off. I thought about sneaking into Jax’s room, but didn’t want to be too forward or too pushy. I feel like we’re past a lot of that now, but still. Things are great with all of us and I don’t want to ruin it.
Rolling onto my stomach and bunching my pillow under my head, I close my eyes and let the night carry me away.
“What do you what me to do?” a voice whispers, stirring me from my sleep. Jax? But who is he talking to? The hairs on the back of my neck prickle, but I don’t move so I can try to figure out what’s going on.
“Go over there. Let me see him,” a female voice says.
My eyes shoot open as fury burns through my veins. What the fuck is going on? Jax is in my room with another woman?
“Hurry, before he wakes up,” she says again.
“I am.” Jax says. The bed shifts under his weight and a glow in my room casts shadows on the wall.
“I am, too,” I hiss.
“Shit!” Jax and the woman both say at the same time.
“What the fuck are you doing, Jax?” I yell, rolling over to see Jax on his knees at the foot of my bed, completely nude and cock hard. I have to swallow the ball that immediately forms in my throat, so I can remember that I’m still mad at him.
“Stop. It was my idea,” the woman’s voice says, but I don’t see anyone else in the room.
“Who is talking?”
“Me!” the voice squeaks, and Jax holds up his hand to show Everlee sitting on a bed… also naked.
Rage flashes to an intense heat and my cock shoots to attention.
Jax must notice, because the glow of the phone brushes across his face as I watch his eyes scan the sheet over my lap before he licks his lips.
“What are you two doing?” I prop my hands under my head, trying to look casual, because I’m anything but, on the inside.
“Well, I was missing you all, and Knox and Callum must be passed out, but Jax picked up.”
“You were?” There's a hint of flirtation in my voice.
“I was.”
“How much were you missing us?”
Jax climbs over top of me and drags the sheets down. The sheets brush across my skin and send shivers through my body.
“Turn the lights on. It’s hard to see,” she whines.
"Turn the lights on fifteen percent," I command, and the room is bathed in a soft, dim glow.
“Set the phone down. I want to watch.” Her hands slide down her body.
“What does she want to watch?” I ask, heart hammering against my chest.
Jax leans forward and reaches across my body to situate the phone on the nightstand. His cock is rubbing against mine and I have to keep my hips planted on the bed, because right now every muscle is screaming for me to press into him and take what it wants.
He leans forward a little more and presses his pelvis into mine and a whimper escapes.
The only thing making me feel better about all of this is the fact he’s torturing himself as much as he’s torturing me. His arousal drips onto my stomach and… I blow out a steady breath and fist the sheets.
“Is this good?” Jax asks.
“Back up, let me see.” He thrusts his hips once before he leans back.
“Asshole,” I whisper.
His eyes meet mine and narrow to thin slits before his teeth scrape across his bottom lip. “I know.”
“No. You need to angle the phone up a little more. It’s cutting off the goods,” she says, rubbing her hands up and down her body and between her legs, but not over her clit. She’s purposefully avoiding that area.
“We can’t have the goods cut off,” Jax quips, before he leans over and brushes a few kisses across my chest before reaching over to the phone.
“Such an asshole,” I whisper through set teeth as my eyes roll into the back of my head.
He thrusts his hips and his cock rubs against mine, one, two, three, times.
“Goddamn it, Jax,” I grind out.
Ignoring me, he asks Everlee, “How’s this?”
“Sit back.”
He listens.
“Grab his cock.”
He listens.
“Stroke it.”
Goddamn motherass shitballs.
He listens.
“Yes, that is very good.” Her hand strokes around her clit. “So very good. I’m so wet.”
“Emmett is already dripping over my hand,” Jax says, wrapping both of his hands around our lengths.
“Get the lube.”
Unable to control my temper, I blow out a breath. It’s in the nightstand drawer.
Jax releases our cocks and slides up my body, placing both hands beside my head as he thrusts his length across mine. The base of our cocks rub against one another as his eyes lock on mine.
“I don’t know if we need it, baby. We’re dripping with come.”
“Kiss him,” she moans.
He listens.
His lips are on mine without hesitation, his tongue pressing its way in.
“Emmett, grab your cocks,” Everlee pants through heady breaths.
My chest and stomach tighten in a wave before my head pulses for a second. Wrapping my hand around our lengths, I squeeze as I stroke up. Our lips part open at the same time, still touching, as we each suck in a breath. He presses his forehead against mine and his eyes watch me as I continue to stroke us.
“You feel so good,” he mumbles.
Everlee’s moans are getting louder, so we both swivel our necks to watch her on the phone, legs spread at the camera as she slips her fingers inside of herself and her back arches off the bed.
“Squeeze your nipple,” I tell her.
Her eyes pop open as she tilts her head in our direction and a smile spreads across her face when she sees us watching her. She pulls her fingers out of her glistening pussy and rubs her clit with one hand while the other slides up her body and pinches her nipple.
“Harder. I know you’re being too easy,” Jax says, slowly grinding his hips into me.
She nods and pinches harder, catching herself by surprise. A loud groan filters past her lips until she catches herself and clamps them closed. “Lizzy’s in the next room over,” she whispers through a chuckle.
“Please don’t-” Jax starts to say, but cuts off when I grind my hips against him and begin biting and sucking on his neck.
“I want…” Her fingers are moving faster. “You to come…” Her hips are bucking. “When I do.” Her hands are roving over her chest, around her nipples, up her neck.
Jax rides up my body and reaches for the lube in the drawer. He sits up on my hips, balls pressed to mine, and squirts lube in his hand before he strokes it over our cocks. Both of our hips clench and grind when his hands fall to the base.
“I want to be inside of you,” Jax murmurs.
“Come.” I wink.
He laughs, shaking his head.
A moment later, his lubed fingers are working my entrance and once again, I’m gripping the sheets, head turned to the side watching Everlee. She’s slowed down and is watching us, teeth biting on her bottom lip while her fingers play between her legs.
“Are you edging yourself, love?”
“Not on purpose. I’m just waiting for you both.” She smiles and blinks slowly.
Jax lifts my legs into the air and notches himself at my entrance. Our eyes meet and he pushes in slowly, getting just his head in before he pulls out. He pushes in again, this time getting further and pauses at the tight ring of muscle, then slides out.
“Jax.” A low grumble rumbles through my chest.
“Jax,” Everlee scolds.
He presses in again, holding nothing back and the sound that comes out of me is a cross between pain, pleasure and something else entirely. “Fuck, Jax.” Goosebumps erupt across my entire body and my head tingles.
His breath shudders as my ass takes him fully. “Goddamn E.”
“Fuck him,” Everlee hums, finger moving faster.
His thrusts pick up faster and faster and then his hand wraps around my still-lubed cock and he strokes with each thrust.
“Jax.”
“Yes!” Everlee moans.
“Ev?” Jax asks with just a word.
“Yes.”
“E?”
“Almost.”
Jax thrusts faster, his hand grips tighter, and slides quicker across my impossibly hard dick. I feel like it’s going to explode and shatter like a glass dildo. Between him in my ass, stroking my cock, and Ev moaning and issuing commands in my ear. FUCK. ME.
“I can’t wait,” Everlee cries out as her orgasm crashes around her. Her legs open wide and her hips buck off the ground before her thighs snap shut around her hand.
“Oh. Fuck, fuck, fuck.” Jax stills inside of me as he comes.
He pulls out a second later and slides down the bed, taking my cock in his hot, wet mouth. He sucks me in twice and I thrust, hitting the back of his throat and then I’m shooting down it.
“Jax!” I cry out, hands gripping the side of his head as I unload in his mouth. He swallows me down, then glides up my body and kisses me.
Everything and everyone is silent for a moment as we all catch our breath and let our bodies come down off the high.
“Thank you, boys.” Everlee breaks the silence a few minutes later and we both turn our head to look at her. “I’m going to go now, but when I get home… we’re doing this again, in person. Love yuns bunches.” She winks and shuts the phone off.
“Yuns? I love her,” I mumble.
“I do too. And you. Asshole,” Jax says.
Caught off guard, I laugh. “What was the asshole for?”
“It just felt right.” He gives me a quick kiss on the forehead. “Shower with me?”
“Always.”