Chapter 24
Kyle
Somehow Baldie found us at the food trucks the other day and I’m not sure how that happened. I’m starting to worry that he’s really stalking Rory, but I have no proof and she won’t talk about it. I’m not going to pressure her, but the worry sits heavily in my mind. When she came back from dropping Claire off the other day, she was quiet, but Wes and I kept our promise to just hold her and exist with her.
Now that Wes understands her depression a bit better, he’s been good about just ensuring that we can exist together, with no pressure on her. It was nice to all just exist together. She’s coming over again today and while I want to see if I can get her to talk, I’m not going to force it. The doorbell finally rings, and Wes jumps to answer it. Rory’s standing on the other side with a small smile.
“Hey guys,” she greets us as she steps into the house.
“How’s it going, precious?” Wes asks, placing a kiss on top of her head.
“Better now. It’s always better with you guys.”
I walk over and pull her into my arms. My mouth finds her neck, and I give her some soft kisses and a few nibbles.
“I’m glad you’re here, sweetheart.”
“Mmmmm, me too,” she purrs.
We finally all move past the entrance and get settled. There are no plans tonight, no movie, no games, just spending time together. It feels comfortable, like we’re entering the next stage of our relationship. We’re not trying to impress each other, just be together. Wes flips on the TV and Rory looks over at him.
“Please?” she asks, her lip pouting and eyes as big as she can get.
Wes groans in mock misery. “Fine.”
She grins and leans over to kiss his cheek. “Thank you!”
He chuckles and pulls up Nailed It! , and I start laughing before I can help it.
“You guys are ridiculous,” I tell them.
Rory just grins back at me, and we settle in. We’re about three episodes in when I decide it might be worth a try to talk.
“Sweetheart, can we talk for a bit?”
“What’s up?” she asks.
“I wanted to ask more about that guy.”
“What guy?”
“Well, Wes and I have just been calling him ‘Baldie’, I don’t really know his name.”
She snorts out a laugh. “Okay, that’s funny.”
Wes cracks a small smile. “Yeah, the nickname is funny, but we’re both worried about him and how much he’s around.”
Rory goes quiet, her face moving from amused to pensive to worried, and back to pensive. I can tell she’s got thoughts racing through her head, and I’m just hoping that it’s not thoughts of lying to us. She doesn’t seem like that type. I think she would just tell us she doesn’t want to talk about it, but we’ve not really had to have a serious conversation like this yet. It’s hard to know how she’ll react.
She finally heaves a deep sigh. “He’s someone that’s been around the bar a lot. I’m not a big fan, but so far, he’s been pretty harmless.”
“Pretty harmless?” Wes repeats, catching that part of it. “How do you define ‘pretty harmless’?”
“I mean, he hasn’t physically hurt me, he’s just there. Staring. He doesn’t cause a scene at the bar, so pretty harmless.”
“Precious, I feel like there’s something you’re not telling us,” Wes tells her.
“I guess I get uncomfortable about it because of my ex.”
“You’ve never talked about an ex,” I point out.
“That’s for a good reason. He wasn’t a good guy, and I’m honestly a little embarrassed,” she says with a sad smile.
“Do you want to tell us about him?”
She looks over at me, her hand holding onto Wes. “Not really, but I can say he wasn’t someone I should have stayed with. I should have left him long before I did. My mom is still upset that I left him. She doesn’t get it.”
“Your mom sounds like a piece of work,” Wes adds.
She barks out a short laugh. “Yeah, she really is.”
I take her free hand and put my other hand on her knee.
“You don’t have to share, but we both want you to know that you can always tell us, okay? We’d never judge you, and we want to support you.”
Wes nods his head in agreement. Rory looks at us in turn, smiling with what looks like tears in her eyes.
“You are both amazing, did you know that?”
“We try,” Wes says with a wink.
“You know what else is amazing? This body,” I tell her, moving my hand from her knee up her thigh.
She snaps her eyes down to my hand, watching as I inch it higher, her breath picking up as she watches. Wes takes the opportunity of her distraction to grab her chin and turn her face to him. His lips meet hers, and she moans into him. Their lips move together, and I can see their tongues dancing as they increase the intensity.
I lower my mouth to her shoulder and neck, wanting to get my lips on her wherever I can. My hand has reached the space between her legs, and I press against her heat. Her hips immediately rock against my hand and a low moan escapes my throat. She’s so fucking perfect. I want to give her everything like I do for Wes.
My eyes look over at Wes, waiting to follow his lead. In the bedroom with the two of us we often switch, but any time a woman has been involved, we automatically turn to Dom/sub roles. Watching this goofy, loving man turn dominant? It’s one of the things that turns me on to no end. I don’t mind taking the backseat for him. Wes meets my eyes and gives a small nod of his head. He grabs Rory’s neck with one hand, using his thumb and finger on her jawbone to tilt her head back.
“You want to take this to the bedroom, precious?”
She nods, her eyes looking dazed, and I can feel her pussy clench even through the fabric of her jeans. Wes leans in closer to her.
“We need your words.”
“Yes.” She sighs.
He grins like a cat who got the cream. “Kyle, love, will you please make sure our girl stays nice and wet for us while I get things set up?”
“My pleasure.”
Slowly, I drag my fingers up the seam of her jeans and flick the button open, using the size of my hand to force the zipper open. My fingers slide under her panties, and I lightly trace her slit, not dipping in but making sure she can feel it.
Rory tilts her hips, chasing my finger, and it forces her chest out, her breasts begging for my attention. I lean down and gently nip at them through her shirt. She hisses in pleasure as I alternate between the two. Increasing the pressure, I let my finger slide between her lips and the second I do, it’s like the floodgates open. Her wetness spills out of her, and my finger is soaked.
“Fuck, you’re so fucking wet,” I whisper into her ear.
She whines a little at my dirty words, but her fire is lit today. “You gonna help me with that?”
“You bet I am, sweet girl.”
I drive two fingers into her, savoring the feel of her wet heat as she sucks my fingers into her. I’ll never get over how soft she is, how responsive to my touch she is. Slowly, I pull my fingers out, making sure to drag them over her G-spot as I do. Her hips shimmy as I push back in and her jeans fall a little lower, giving me more space to pump into her.
“You’re so fuckin soft. Your pussy is sucking my fingers in. Are you feeling greedy? You got a greedy pussy tonight?”
Rory whimpers and nods her head, her eyes closed in bliss. I increase my tempo, wanting to rile her up, but not quite throw her over the edge, and her mouth drops open on a silent scream at the sudden change in pace. My dick is rock hard, aching against my zipper, dying to sink into her. I’m suddenly assaulted with a vision of me sinking into Rory while Wes takes me from behind. The three of us joined together as intimately as we can be. I almost blow my load at the idea, but manage to hold it back, instead pulling my fingers out of Rory’s pussy and holding her eyes while I suck her taste off my fingers. Her breathing hitches and I lean in close.
“Delicious.”
Before either of us can do anything else, Wes comes back in, wearing only a pair of sweatpants. He stops in the doorway and crosses his arms. Rory and I both stare at him as he surveys our position. Rory is fully reclined on the couch. I’m leaning over her, my hand no longer down her pants, but our bodies still pressed together.
“Fuck, why is he so hot when he does that Dom mode thing?” Rory whispers.
“I don’t know, but I want to lick him from top to bottom. Have I told you he only does this when we have a girl involved?”
“Have I told you I don’t want to hear about your prior conquests when we’re about to get freaky?”
Wes chuckles at the two of us, and crooks his finger at us, beckoning us to him. We scramble to obey, and I help Rory take her pants all the way off instead of trying to pull them back on. Now in just her panties and a T-shirt, Rory sashays over to Wes, swinging her hips as she goes. Wes reaches for her, his hand wrapping around the back of her neck to pull her close.
“Did Kyle make you feel good, precious?”
“He did, but he didn’t let me come.”
Wes flicks his eyes toward me, heat pouring from them, and I know this is going to be a fun night.
“Good boy,” Wes purrs at me.
Did my knees go a little weak? Yes, yes, they did. His dominant side is one of the hottest things I’ve seen, and I’m excited to see what he has in store for tonight. I’d imagine that at some point he’ll want to be a little more submissive when Rory’s around, but for now, I’m enjoying the dynamics.
“Safeword?” He turns his attention back to Rory.
“Red.”
“Anything we need to know for tonight?”
She bites her lips as she thinks, but Rory finally replies. “I’m clean, and I’m on the pill.”
“You want us to take you bare?” Wes asks.
I take some slow steps over, my eyes flickering back and forth between Wes and Rory, trying to follow Wes’ lead but dying to get Rory’s body touching mine again. The fact that she’s willing to go without condoms has me on edge and it’s hard not to grab her and take her like a goddamn caveman.
“If you want to.”
“Kyle are I are monogamous, and any dalliances, we’ve always used condoms. Are. You. Sure?”
Rory turns her head as much as Wes will allow and her eyes look at me before she focuses back on Wes.
“Yes.”
Wes slams his mouth onto Rory’s. They kiss like it’s the only thing keeping them alive. I put my hands on Rory’s hips, squeezing her, feeling her soft skin and sexy hips. As Wes and Rory tangle their tongues together, Rory pushes her ass against me. I grind my cock over her ass as a reflex. There’s fabric between us, but she still feels like heaven. Wes pulls back and looks at both of us.
“Let’s do this.”
We migrate to the bedroom, and I see Wes has the tape out again, a bottle of lube, a small butt plug, a larger butt plug, a couple of new vibrators, and a blindfold. Wes steps away from Rory, and I hold her in front of me, my hands still on her hips. She surveys the offerings with a mix of excitement and trepidation.
“Are… are those butt plugs both for me ?” She squeaks the last word.
“No, precious, the big one’s for the big guy behind you.”
I grin, noting that they look the same. “His and hers plugs.”
Rory snorts a laugh and thankfully that eases some of her tension. Wes leads us over to the bed and gets us both naked and positioned the way he wants, asses in the air and heads on the mattress. The lube opens with a click and my eyes meet Rory’s. My mouth pulls back into a grin, and I waggle my eyebrows at her.
“Kyle, love, will you please distract our girl?”
“My pleasure.”
I shift my forearms a little and bring my mouth to hers. The cool gel of lube drips down my crack as I nip at Rory’s lips. I plunge my tongue into her mouth where she meets me head on and we explore each other, tasting and nipping lips and tongues. Wes slowly works the larger plug into my ass, and I release a groan of pleasure as he pops it through the ring of muscle and settles in.
“Fuck, I love watching you take a plug.” Wes whispers, almost reverently. I wiggle my ass, and he smacks it lightly. “Don’t be a tease. Keep distracting our girl, play with those glorious nipples.”
Not wasting any time, I flip onto my back and position my mouth beneath her chest, urging her to push up on her arms just a little. The first gasp she lets out when my mouth meets her hardened nipple makes my cock twitch. Using my teeth and my tongue, I lightly scrape and suck at each nipple, doing my best to keep her distracted.
“You doing okay, precious?” Wes asks.
“Yes,” she says with a moan of pleasure.
“Good, cuz it’s in and now we’re going to fuck you.”
“Please,” comes out from her mouth as she moans again.
“Lay on your back, hands spread on either side of you, knees up.”
Rory scrambles to position herself at Wes’ request, and he turns his attention to me. His hand caresses my face, and he bends down for a gentle kiss, our lips lightly touching, almost a teasing gesture.
“I want you to tape her arms to the headboard while I tape her knees up, so she’s spread for us. Then you’re going to suck my dick down your throat.”
My dick twitches at the thought, and I let out a rough breath.
“Okay.”
Wes grins before grabbing my hair and pulling me back in for another searing kiss. He releases me and we get to work, each with a roll of tape to tie up our girl. I secure her hands to two of the small poles dotting the headboard, while her head rests on the pillows. Wes ties her shins to her thighs, keeping her knees bent and forcing her legs to open and relax as a result. He tosses the tape to the side and leans down to swipe his tongue through her pussy.
She lets out a strangled cry as Wes hums in pleasure. “You always taste so fucking good.”
He takes the time to lick her more, exploring her pussy with his tongue and his mouth. I can see him taking mental notes of the spots that light her up so we can visit them again later. Finally, he wrenches his mouth away from her and grabs one of the vibrators he has lined up. Using some creative props, Wes manages to get the vibrator positioned on her clit but hasn’t turned it on yet.
“You want to watch Kyle take my dick down his throat?” he asks Rory, holding eye contact.
“Fuck. Yes.”
He lets a small smile loose, then flips the vibrator to its lowest setting. It’s just enough to tease her, but not enough to get her anywhere. Then he beckons me over. We’re still on the bed with Wes on his knees, so I flip and crawl over to him, my ass in the air and head down toward his hard cock. I lower my mouth over the head of him and suck, using my tongue to lap at the precum leaking out of his slit. Wes’ head dips back on a groan of pleasure, one hand down into my hair, holding my head where he wants it.
Slowly he starts to move his hips, pulling my head down at the same time, forcing me to take him deep. The tip of his cock hits the back of my throat, and he forces himself a little deeper, until my gag reflex kicks in. He backs off, a look of pure love on his face as he watches me do it again and again. Rory is making small whimpers of pleasure and frustration as she watches our show. I can only imagine how crazy it must be driving her to not be able to get the release she’s aching for. Wes starts to move more frantically, chasing the release that Rory’s wishing she could have.
“Kyle, love, I’m gonna—” he cuts off as I force myself to take him as deep as I can. He loses all control, thrusting out of rhythm once, twice, then empties his load into my mouth. I swallow every damn drop, the look up at him through my lashes, licking my lips with a smirk.
Wes lets out a few rough breaths, his mouth hanging open, and it looks like his brain is still trying to process the pleasure I just gave him. He pulls me up by my hair and meets my mouth in a demanding but gentle kiss. We pull apart and smile at each other before Rory moans again, breaking the moment. Wes turns with a wicked gleam in his eyes.
“Did you need something, precious?”
“I need to come!” Rory practically yells in frustration.
Wes chuckles before looking back at me. “You better take care of that, love.”
I grin at him before moving over to Rory, tossing the vibrator out of the way. I’m pretty sure she’s wet enough to take me, but I swipe a finger through her folds just to be sure.
Fuck, she’s soaked.
Her hooded eyes meet mine, and she bites her lip in anticipation. If her hands were free, I guarantee she would be grabbing me and forcing me onto my back. As it is, I’m in control, so she’s stuck how she is. Luckily, I’m just as impatient as her and I bury myself to the hilt in one thrust. We sit like that briefly, her hips tilted up to meet me, my body pressed as close as I can get to her, our eyes still locked on each other.
“You’re perfect,” I whisper to her.
Her eyes fill with tears and before I can let her think too much about my words, I move in and out of her. Despite wanting to savor the moment, I can’t bring myself to go slowly. I set a punishing pace, slamming into her as fast and hard as I can. Everything about Rory drives me crazy in the best way. Her need to be loved, her big heart, her sass, and her body make me want to do anything and everything for her.
“Fuck!” she whimpers as I continue to go hard.
“I could watch him disappear into your soaking pussy every day,” Wes comments, his eyes riveted to where our bodies meet.
“Oh God.”
“You want him to come inside you? Load you full of him, so you’re leaking for days?”
“Yes!”
“Look at you, flushed with pleasure, taking his cock like you were made for him. Were you made for him? For me? Fuck you look like it. I can’t wait until he takes you here while I explore your other hole.”
As he says filthy things to Rory, Wes’ hand creeps toward her and I can feel him rub her clit. He rubs harder and faster as he talks, and the minute he tells her he’s going to fill her ass, she detonates. Her back arches as much as it can, her face flushed with pleasure, and her scream the hottest sound I’ve heard in a long time. I feel her milking my cock and after another thrust, I unexpectedly fall over the edge with her. My cock pulses as I come inside her, tingles running up and down my back and legs. I let my body fall over hers, my elbows bracketing her head as I hold my weight off her.
Wes makes quick work of removing the tape from her wrists so she can move again, and she wraps her arms around my torso, holding me close. I feel him remove the tape from her legs and he helps her stretch them out, rubbing the muscles a little as he does so. I finally pull out and grab a warm cloth to clean the both of us up. When I return to the bed, Wes is gently pulling her plug out, kissing her soundly as he does so. I bend over her, sticking my own ass in the air to allow Wes to remove my plug while I clean Rory between her legs.
“How was the plug?” I ask gently.
“It was awesome,” she replies with a satisfied grin.
We arrange ourselves on the bed and snuggle in, enjoying the feeling of being close. This feels like it’s exactly where we’re meant to be.