36. Adelaide
ADELAIDE
If I thought having Tyson and Vance in me wasn’t overwhelming enough, them making out over my shoulder made me fucking lose it. I had wondered, briefly, if they were more and that answered my question.
Another orgasm crashed over me and a strangled gasp came out and I was exploding around them. Stars filled my eyes as I slowly opened them and looked down at Vance.
Tyson rested his forehead on my shoulder. “That was fucking amazing. Literally.”
Vance locked eyes with me, “Are you okay?” He skimmed his hands up and down my sides, Tyson kept his hands on my hips.
“Better than okay.” I panted. Tyson pulled out slowly, then Vance and I felt my body relax.
“Untie her hands.” Vance said quietly, still looking at me.
I heard Tyson moving around then my hands were free. Vance rolled me off to the side and Tyson laid down behind me. “I think I love you guys.” I breathed out before I could stop it.
“Shh Lemon.” Tyson pulled me into his chest. I became acutely aware that I needed to clean up but both of them were tight to my body.
“I didn’t mean…” Time to back pedal. Right fucking now.
Vance tipped my face up to his. “Don’t think so much. My final order for today. If that’s how you feel, just know we’ve already been on that level from the moment we met you. Right Ty?” This was news to me.
More sweet kisses that made me melt from Tyson. “We have.”
“And you guys?” I motioned between them with my free hand.
“Yes. And us. It’s a secret. Given what we do, it’s something we don’t advertise.” Vance rolled off the bed. “Want anything?”
“A shower.” I got up and went into the bathroom. I needed to think about this. About what happened between us.
“I’m well and truly fucked aren’t I?” Tyson followed me into the bathroom and pulled towels out for all three of us.
“Yes.” Vance answered, setting three bottles of water on the counter by the towels. “If you think you're getting rid of us, you are sorely mistaken.” They both laughed quietly and I couldn’t deny anymore that I was falling for them.
“Little guy, I’m glad you pursued me that night.” I giggled as I stepped into the shower to rinse off before they joined me.
“I’ll show you that I’m quite the opposite of little.” He flexed his hips into my back. Rock hard cock, again. I don’t know how either of them did it. I feel like every moment I was around them they were at least semi-hard.
Despite that fact that they were bricked up in the shower, each taking turns washing me, then each other.
We got out, we went down to the kitchen.
I’d had all blinds and curtains pulled closed, which was a good thing.
Vance and Tyson were parading around shirtless and Tyson walked around me and smacked his ass.
“I wish you guys would have been this comfortable with me from the beginning.”
“Just know that we wanted to.” Vance grinned back at me. “It is just something we have to be really careful about. Ty might be retired but I have a career fight ahead of me. And being bi would not go over well.” I hated this for them. They should be able to be happy.
Tyson leaned on the kitchen counter, “Do you have any hot chocolate?”
“I do. And baileys and whipped cream.” I nudged him aside and grabbed three packets out of the cupboard. Tyson’s big hands slid around my waist and pulled me back, giving Vance room to stand in front of me.
“Now that you know about us, it opens the door for more kinky shit.” Vance’s grin was evil but it made me melt. I was also excited for the possibilities of the kinky shit he mentioned.
I turned around to face Tyson, “So, who is the bottom?”
“Not me. If that’s what you're getting at.” Tyson said quickly, then they both laughed. “I’m a giver Lemon. Not a taker.” He winked.
“And you know just how good those piercings feel.” Vance kissed my neck, giving me goosebumps. “How could I miss out on that?”
“Alright. Guys, we have some things to discuss. Make some hot chocolate and we’ll sit down.” I moved from between them and landed on my big, plush couch.
Vance jumped over the back and pushed me down, pinning my arms above my head. “For the record, we love you too.” Of course he’d be the one to say it back first.
Tyson sat in the corner of my large couch, then Vance in the other corner and I sat nestled into Tyson’s side and Vance was rubbing my feet. “Guys, you know what I said from the beginning still stands.”
“What’s that?” Vance asked quietly.
“That I’m a public figure. Nothing is a secret.” Tyson tensed but he quickly settled, not letting on why that statement set him off. I’d have to ask him later.
“And? We’ve managed to keep this under wraps this long. I don’t think they’ll find out now.” Tyson kissed the top of my head. He seemed to be okay now.
“Any other secrets I should know?” Tyson tensed again, but not for more than a second. Something was up, but I wouldn’t probe. He knew what was at stake here. He experienced it first hand. If this was something that he didn’t feel would be affected, who was I to ask?
“Nope.” Vance laid down his head on my lap. “These thighs are better than any pillow I’ve ever had.” He wiggled his head back and forth before settling.
“I’m pretty sure it’s what’s above those thighs that makes them better.” Tyson anchored me to his side and pressed his lips to my temple again. He was being so tender and loving. I could get used to this.
“That helps.” Vance wrapped his arms around my leg and squeezed. “But I love every part of you sweet girl.”
“He’s the softy of the two of us.” Tyson said quietly.
“What! That’s news to me.” I backhanded Tyson’s chest. “I thought it was you big guy.”
“I can be, but I’m all business. Most of the time.” I felt Vance laugh against my leg.
“It’s late and I’m exhausted. Why don’t we head upstairs and finish out this night.” I attempted to move but neither of them budged.
Vance nipped at my leg. “I like it right here.”
“We can do this, but in my giant bed inspired by Ty.”
“Fine.” Vance stood up, then pulled me up with him. “But you're all mine.”
Tyson stood up behind me. “We will see about that.”
“Dealers choice, Adelaide.” Vance again with my full name. He knew what buttons to push and when.
“Both of you?” I turned and wrapped my arms around Tysons neck, he skimmed his hands down my back then behind my thighs, pulling me up so I could lock my legs behind him.
“Seems like you’ve done that before.” Vance followed behind us. I could get used to being waited on hand and foot. I’d never have to walk anywhere again.
I made it. I found two people who didn’t care who I was or what I did.