Ledger
24.
Today is the first night I’m having a fucking sleepover with a woman. We argued and bitched, wrestled with our friends and co-workers to adjust around Lacey’s schedule so that one of us could always be with her. Koa knew I had my issues with a woman staying overnight, and I knew he had the hots for our special brunette. So I worked my ass off the past few weeks, taking every night shift I could, working double, on double over double shifts, not having a single fucking free spot in my calendar so we could make it work.
But the boss wasn’t having it anymore, no one was, actually. Rayna was over my fucking face beside her in the patrol car at night, Campbell cussed me out for having too many work shifts, the labor union giving him shit for that, and Koa, that bastard, was just simply having a field day with pushing my buttons, knowing I never have girls over at my place. That I’ve never slept next to one, never fucking ever.
Still, he loves to rub fucking Lacey Juliette Monroe under my damn nose. He is so head-over-fucking-stiletto-heels in love with this bombshell that I don’t even know why the hell he is so stupid as to let her stay alone with me. For a whole night. I don’t get him. I really don’t. We shared one woman in the past and fuck yes, having her with him two nights ago was amazing, but still, he shouldn’t share her. She’s fucking pure and perfect, and I’m so bad and dirty for having these fucking thoughts about her. Shit. I feel my dick stiffen in my jeans just going back to them.
I remember the first time I fucking saw her at the police station. This beautiful girl that made my heart beat faster. I was gone for her then. Little did I know that my best fucking friend was going to fall in love with her. And I don’t know why I am such a lucky son of a bitch that he shares her with me. I just don’t get it.
She is the most irresistible piece of ass I ever had, the freaking hunger I have for her is unreal. It’s been way too fucking long since her inner walls clenched around me, even if it was only forty-eight hours ago. Koa is just fucking stupid for letting me be around his most precious possession for a whole night. Alone.
Her hair falls down in big waves, the strands almost reaching her tight ass that is covered in a fucking jean skirt. I hate her wearing skirts and dresses, it makes me itch with the need to bunch them up all the fucking time. She leaves her shoes by the door and slowly strides through my apartment with naked feet, giving me another fucking fetish about her. Fucking tiny, red painted toe nails. And I’m eight fucking years older than her. I feel like a predator with this girl. It makes me sick because I’m so turned on.
She touches every fucking thing, every damn surface, and it makes my hands twitch with the need to touch her. Her green eyes that seem to catch me every other second are wide with shock, taking in my huge apartment and all the expensive shit lying around that I couldn’t care fucking less about.
Yes, the apartment is more than I can actually afford with my salary. Yes, I have a filthy rich family, who would like for me to have a seat at their CEO table. I don’t need to work a nine-to-five job but yet here I am. I still do it, even though being a cop is not really a nine-to-five thing, more an around-the-fucking-clock thing. That is why I’m a little bit excited about the next 24 hours that I’m not allowed at work.
I’m fucking tired. I would never admit it and I really love my job, but it has been hard the past few months and I can’t wait to relax for once. But I’m fucking antsy, my hands twitching with the need to touch Lacey. Nothing about me is fucking relaxed!
She reaches for the pictures of me and Koa as young boys scattered on a little side table, and the smile on her beautiful plump lips is fucking priceless. I’m halfway over to her when my phone vibrates with an incoming text.
You OK, buddy?
Koa’s text reads with a fucking laughing smiley face. Bastard.
Fuck you
He responds with another smiley, the devil one, before he texts another message.
Did you find out if she’s wearing panties yet?
My dick goes to half-mast as I watch her stride over to her phone that is ringing in her bag.
I told her you might like her without them. You like the skirt? I picked it out…
Bastard
I respond, my eyes wandering back to Lacey’s sweet behind that peeks out under her skirt as she leans down to answer her phone.
“Hey, Bri,” she says, looking over to me unsure.
I kind of like that I’m able to make her have this special look on her face. Yes, I fucked her best friend the night we met. The fiery red head was hot, and she provided some much-needed relief. I preferred Lacey that night too, but I didn’t make a move out of respect for Koa. I didn’t know the fucker wanted a three-way relationship that included me or else I would’ve stayed away from Lacey’s bestie.
“Uh, I’m at Ledger’s place. I thought you were staying another week?” she questions and a minute later her face is beet red.
“Shut up, Bri,” she mumbles into the phone, and I grin, liking that friend of hers and her dirty mind.
I make my way over to Lacey, stepping close behind her to try to eavesdrop on their conversation. Lacey slaps my arm when I put my head directly beside hers, the phone in between us. She turns around, so that I’m not behind her anymore and looks in my face. The smooth edges of her nose, the sparkly green of her big eyes, the pink of her lips, everything catches me, like it did the first time I really, really looked at her. That day I found her in the bathroom with Koa when I saw her porn star tits for the first time. My gaze immediately going down to her girls, which are poorly tucked away behind a small white top, knowing their exact beautiful pink shade.
I can see their outline behind the thin fabric, her nipples erect, letting me know she’s not wearing a bra. Still, I have to see what is underneath that excuse of a skirt. Her cheeks turn red with every other mhm and OK she tells her friend as her eyes wander over my body. They linger on the bulge in my gray sweatpants. Cliché, I know, but I can’t help myself around her, so I wanted her to somewhat feel the same and I think it did the trick.
“OK. See you tomorrow then, Bri,” she tells her friend before hanging up and throwing the phone back down on the couch.
“You wanna tell me what she said to make you blush?” I question.
Lacey stiffens, her face taking back that sweet shade of red, and I smirk.
“That bad, huh?”
She takes a step back and rolls her eyes like a child.
“Shut up,” she says, moving a few feet away from me.
Good girl. She has no fucking clue how close I was to striking. My phone dings with another text from my loser best friend.
You know she likes taking orders and praise.
Asshole.
I ball my hands to fists, following her around the apartment like a lost puppy.
The age gap between us should irritate me, it should fucking set alarm bells ringing in Koa’s ears. But Lacey looks so much older than twenty, and she acts so much wiser, even though she is eight years younger than me.
I sound like a pedo…
“This place is awesome,” she states, walking into the marble bathroom, making her way into the big glass shower.
See how my mind goes to dark places, including water play.
“Amazeballs,” I press out, leaning against the wall farthest away from her.
Her vibrant green eyes catch mine and she smirks walking over to the big tub.
“This is what dreams are made of,” she tells me, her hands still all over my fucking shit, not knowing what fucking dreams really are made off.
“You hungry?”
I try to distract myself. Food is always a good alternative. And I have gained at least ten fucking pounds with Lacey by our side in the past months, needing a lot of distraction. She rubs her hands together excitingly because she’s my little food buddy.
“Always.”
Her eyes light up even more than they did touching the tub. Koa told me all about the son of a bitch that ruined her before she met us and what he did to her eating habits, to her mind, telling her she was fat and ugly. It took us quite a while to make her comfortable to eat around us. And I know she trusts Koa blind, but I think she feels a little safer with food around me, cause I’m a fat ass at heart.
“What do you prefer, princess? Indian, Italian, Chinese?” Me?
She touches her head with her pretty hand, her face really thoughtful before telling me I should decide.
“OK, then Italian.”
Her face looks unsure all of a sudden.
“Uhm no I don’t want pizza or pasta that much tonight,” she says.
I roll my eyes. This woman. I’m already deep into this relationship.
“OK, so what do you want then?” I ask again, not trying to sound annoyed.
She grins, picking up on my energy.
“Please you have to decide, I can’t,” she whines, whipping on her feet.
“Indian then.”
Her face goes back to thoughtfulness, and I roll my eyes.
“Chinese.”
She smiles over both ears, showing me her perfect white teeth. “Yes.”
I roll my eyes again, taking out my phone and reading another inappropriate message from Koa before opening the delivery app. Lacey snuggles into my side and I resist the urge to pull her against me as we both go over the menu. Thank god she’s quick to decide what she wants this time and I just order the same, plus an extra portion of chow mein for both of us. She seems happy, looking down at my phone when I press the order button before an incoming text pops up at the upper corner of my phone from Koa Bear.
She likes spankings too.
I freeze, right as she does next to me, and I whip my head around to her beet red face. She bites her lip, looking up to mine, and I flare my nostrils. My dick is rock hard underneath my sweatpants now. Koa knows I fucking love to hand out spankings. Psychopath. This was a step too far. I press a few buttons, putting the phone on speaker as I take Lacey’s hand, dragging her into my bedroom.
She lets out a little squeal as I throw her on my bed just in time for Koa to answer.
“What’s up, buddy?” he asks nonchalantly into the phone, and I can see his fucking smirk in my mind.
Lacey looks shell shocked. She landed face down on her elbows, her tits pushed out under her white, naughty shirt, and I ball my fists, groaning. Koa chuckles.
“On your hands and knees,” I order.
She whimpers, doing exactly what she’s told, lifting her sweet ass up in the air. Her skirt has ridden up so high on her body that she is completely bare in front of me. Her ass looks so fucking delicious, and her little slit is glistening pink with wetness leaking out. I grip my cock hard, coming up behind her.
“You think you’re so fucking smart, Koa, but I promise you’re not,” I rasp out, my hand on her cheek, caressing the milky white skin.
“Why’s that?” he asks, as I let my finger wander down between her ass cheeks, over her puckered hole, and down to her slit before I move back up again.
She moans, her pretty pussy giving me even more juices. I can’t wait to lick those away in a minute…
“Because I really wanted to be good tonight, but it seems as if you’ve both forgotten that I am only fucking human,” I warn before I slap Lacey’s ass, hard.
She cries out my name as her cheek turns a wonderful pink. My cock is so hard that I’m over the point of taking care of myself.
“Motherfucker. Did you hit her hard?” Koa asks out of breath, sounding as if he’s running somewhere.
I slap Lacey a second time, throwing the phone on the bed next to her face that is deep in my cushions. Her brown locks fan around her, and all I want to do is push down my pants and then into her, hard.
“Ledger, please,” she begs, wriggling her ass.
I hold onto it with my left hand as I hit her hard again with my right.
“You’re a naughty girl, Lacey,” I taunt her.
She pushes her ass out to me even more, her pussy so wet that I’m able to smell her sweet scent. I push a finger inside, gathering some of her wetness, and then I lick my finger clean.
“Fuck, Lacey.”
Damn.She tastes like nirvana. I smack her ass again, my fingerprints visible all over her creamy white skin. And she moans. Koa is cursing on the phone while I continue to threaten her.
“You show up at my house without fucking underwear.” Slap.
“Showing me your pretty, dripping pussy.” Slap.
“You’re my best friends girl, you know how dirty it is that you make me want to fuck you all the time?” Slap.
“Ledger, I need…” she whimpers, her juices now dripping down on my comforter.
I have to roll my eyes now. My dick is going insane with not being in on the action. Koa groans into the phone, and I shove it into her face.
“Tell him you’re sorry,” I order.
She looks back to me, her face all hot and bothered now, and I slap her ass again for being this fucking beautiful. She cries out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head when I scissor my fingers, pushing them in her pussy with one swift move.
“Apologize to him for wanting to get fucked like a slut by his best friend,” I rasp out as I move my fingers.
She cries out again, her pussy gripping me tight, and I know she’s fucking close. She still hasn’t said anything so I retreat my fingers, and she glares back at me. I spank her again.
“Tell him you are fucking sorry because after this, you’re not only his anymore, you will belong to me as well,” I taunt her.
Her eyes go round as I fall down on my knees and lap up everything she has to offer. She moans and bucks wildly against my face, and I’ve never tasted anything better than her sweet cunt. Koa groans, and I hear a slapping noise and want to join in on the jerking but I have better plans for my dick. I suck her clit, going insane with her taste before leaving her wriggling on the edge. I slap her ass again and I know she won’t be able to sit on it for the next forty-eight hours. Her eyes are wild with a fire now. She’s angry about not coming.
“Tell him now, Lacey!” I order again, and she speaks up.
“I’m sorry, Koa,” she says in a small voice, her face turning embarrassed now, and I spank her again.
“No, no, sweet girl. You don’t have to be ashamed about your feelings.”
I sooth her pink skin gently with my hands, and she pushes into the light touch.
“You just have to apologize because you make us both go fucking insane,” I tell her and her eyes sparkle at my honesty.
I fucking feel so deeply for her and she can feel it too and I know Koa is feeling the same fucking way.
“Tell him you’re sorry for being this horny for me too.”
She moans when I play with her clit.
“I’m sorry, Koa…” she starts back again but stops and closes her eyes when I push a finger in while my thumb still rubs her clit.
I stop my movements, until her eyes are back on me.
“Tell him, Lacey, or I swear I won’t make you come,” I threaten her and move my fingers again.
“I’m sorry for being this horny for both of you.”
She whimpers when I add a second finger. Koa breaths fast into the phone, praising her.
“Good girl, Lacey.”
She purrs, pushing back onto my finger.
“Speak up,” I tell her, slapping her other cheek, her pussy clenching down hard on my knuckles. I scissor them and move in and out slowly.
“I’m sorry for fucking your best friend,” she moans out.
I grin, evil thoughts running through my mind as I push my joggers down. I pull my fingers out and position my cock at her sweet core. She pushes back immediately, the head getting sucked in and I forget all fucking thoughts as I push in inch by inch.
“You inside her bare?” Koa rasps out, bringing me back to my original demand.
“Fuck yes,” I say proudly, and push all the way in.
Lacey cries out, on the fucking edge of an orgasm as she’s trembling under my weight. My body aches for release too, her sweet, bare pussy exactly the right fit for my cock.
“Tell him, Lacey. Tell him your pussy will be filled with my cum in a second and that you’re fucking sorry, but after this you will be mine too,” I taunt and move my dick as she complies.
“I’m sorry, Koa, I belong to Ledger too,” she cries out.
I pump my hips faster, and she comes, shattering around my dick, gripping me so tight I’m scared I will never want to come out of her sweet slit.
“Fuck, Lacey. I’m coming!” Koa groans.
I hear him beat himself as she clenches me even tighter and I fuck her hard. My balls slap against her clit as she comes around me, her inner walls clenching me so tightly. I slap her ass again, and she screams, continuing to convulse around me as I speed up my movements. My dick is suctioned so tightly in her sweet cunt that I grunt out, fucking her into oblivion. I should be embarrassed but there is no comparison to being inside her. I come with a shout, my dick bare inside her a second time, and I feel her pussy sucking my semen into its depths, making me go insane with branding her this way. I jerk into her until I’m completely empty, and she makes the sweetest noises, making all of us go nuts. I stay inside her, my heart beating a mile a minute as she moves her head, a shy smile stretching over her beautiful features, and I can’t help but melt a little for this woman.
“Shit, I have cum on my shirt,” Koa mutters, and Lacey laughs, clenching my dick again with her shakes, and I grip her ass tight again.
“Jesus woman, stop.”
My dick is slack, but I feel it twitch as her warm walls tighten around it. I quickly pull out of her and our mixed cum drips down on my bed, looking so perfectly right in front of me, making the caveman in me so fucking proud.
“Are you on the pill?” I ask like the stupid motherfucker I am.
Koa groans again on the other side of the line.
“You spilled inside her?” he asks jealously, and I grin, watching my work of art.
“Fuck yes,” I tell him honestly, feeling like a valedictorian right now.
Lacey’s eyes turn worried, and my heart skips a beat.
“I’m not,” she says, moving around so she can completely see me.
Her tits are still neatly packed away behind her shirt. What a shame I didn’t play with them.
“I’m not on birth control,” she says again, and I look at her face and then down to her dripping pussy.
“Well shit,” I say, thinking about little Ledgers running around this place, giving me shit for not sharing my candy.
Koa utters a fuck into the phone.
“I was inside her without a condom as well,” he says. “But I pulled out.”
I know he’s lying.
Fuck. I’ve never been inside someone bare before, this feeling and everything, I couldn’t have pulled out even if my life depended on it.
“You’re cum was in her pussy too… I specifically know because I jerked off to that picture like nine times,” I tell them both, and Koa chuckles.
“Shit yes, I came in her too, more than once…”
Bastard, I knew it.
But Lacey is not listening to what Koa and I are saying, she looks to me concerned as she crawls up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck, kissing my lips.
“It’s OK. I’m not mad. Don’t worry,” she tells me as I let my forehead fall against hers.
“You should be,” I tell her honestly, and her hand holds my face in it.
“No I’m not. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I wasn’t preventing,” she tells me and looks at the phone before letting go of me to wander to my bathroom. I take the phone and follow her again, tucking my dick back inside my shorts.
“Don’t be fucking sorry, Lacey. We can get you the morning after pill,” Koa says, and I nod my head, my dream about sons thrown out the window.
“Yeah, don’t worry, babe,” I tell her while she wipes at her pussy with toilet paper.
“Hold on,” I tell her, getting a wash cloth, warming it, and wiping her beautiful pink lips, one foot on the toilet and me down on my knees.
“This is so embarrassing,” she presses out.
When I look up at her she’s almost in tears.
“Shit, don’t cry,” I tell her, throwing the thing down and wrap her in my arms.
“I’m not a gold digger. I swear,” she tells me, her eyes filled with tears, and I have to hold back a laugh.
“Fuck, Lacey, stop. I know you’re not. Please stop. We’re both stupid motherfuckers for putting our dicks inside a woman without a condom for the first time. We didn’t know what to fucking do besides come inside you. You shouldn’t worry about us thinking you’re a gold digger. You should worry that we want to put a baby inside you so you never fucking leave us,” I tell her honestly and we all go silent for a moment.
“You’ve never done it without a condom?” she asks, tilting her sweet face, the tears forgotten, and excitement playing over her features.
I grin, and Koa laughs out loud.
“Never,” I tell her at the same time Koa says, “No.”
She grins even wider.
“That’s pretty awesome,” she says proudly, glowing like a sex goddess.
“I will go to the gyno next week and get a prescription so you can fuck me bare all the time,” she says quickly, and my dick jerks back to life as Koa rasps out a fuck.
She spins around, picking up the wash cloth and throwing it in the laundry bin before washing her hands, looking happily back at my reflection in the mirror.
“What?” she asks. “You want that right?”
“Hell yes!”
“Fuck yes, Lacey!”
Koa and I stutter like teenage boys, and she smiles even brighter, coming back to me and standing on her tippy toys to kiss my nose.
“Good because I can’t wait to do that again,” she tells me, and Koa groans again.
“I’m fucking hanging up now, I’ve already covered my uniform in cum, and I have to work another five hours.”
“Sorry, baby,” Lacey tells him, honestly concerned, and he chuckles.
“Goodnight, babe,” he tells her.
She grins again from ear to ear, happiness written all over her face. And I love that he makes this lady so happy. He hangs up, and she jumps up into my arms. I quickly grab her before her mouth lands on mine. I kiss her back, not knowing how I fucking deserve her when her tiny hands grip my face, raining kisses all over it.
“Stop that,” I tell her, but not being very enthusiastic about my no, and she giggles continuing.
“Thank you, Ledge,” she tells me, pausing her movement to look into my eyes seriously. “Thank you for being you. Thank you for doing this. Whatever that is…”
I don’t know what she fucking does to me but I have to hold her closer. I take her wavy hair in one hand and her face in the other, my mouth moving down to hers. When our lips touch again it’s like a fire that ignites. I walk over to the counter, sitting her down and make fucking love to her mouth until she’s a wriggly mess underneath me. I really try to not make this sexual but of course my dick is hard the minute I push in between her legs. She giggles, wrapping her legs around me, pulling me into her, and I groan. I let go of her sweet lips and touch our foreheads together.
“I really fucking like you Lacey, like a lot.”
I bite my tongue to not say anything more, and she kisses me again. We stay like that for I don’t know how fucking long, kissing and touching each other, exploring our bodies slowly, not in a rush like all the times before and I fucking love every second of it. Then the doorbell rings.