14. Mitch
Mitch
I could say I’m fine with one more night, watching Amy walk away from me forever… but it’d be a lie. Jasper’s right, I need to get to know her, but my soul already does. Fuck taking things slow, I want the rollercoaster with unexpected turns and dips. I want it all with her.
After locating a bottle of tequila, I set it down on the bedside table and quickly strip off my clothes. The shower is running in the ensuite, and the faint echo of Amy’s humming fills the space. She startles as I step inside, her shock quickly replaced with a smile that meets her eyes.
“Hey, handsome,” she sighs, slipping her hands around my waist. I instinctively slide my hands into her hair and bring her lips to mine. I could never pick a favourite part of her body, but her lips are definitely in my top three.
The shower steam envelopes us as water pelts my back. I’m lost to her, unable to get close enough as I hike her leg over my hip and press her against the wall. Before Amy, I could go weeks without being touched by a woman, but hours without her feels like centuries.
Jasper fucked her bare; did they talk about it? My guess is no, and I can’t help asking, “What do you use for birth control?”
“I’m on the shot.”
“When was the last time you were tested?”
Amy breaks our kiss and frowns. “Last month, and I haven’t been with anyone but you and Jasper since. Why?”
“I want to be safe.” I take a deep breath and kiss her forehead. “I need to be inside you right now, but I doubt Jasper has condoms stocked in his shower.”
“If you want to wait, I’m fine—” She gasps as I press my tip into her tight cunt. “I’m not ready.”
Fuck, I’m an asshole.
“Shit, baby, I’m sorry.” I carefully pull out of her and press soft kisses to her neck and shoulder, unable to forgive myself for getting carried away. “Are you sore?”
Amy nods as I pull back, but her lip tilts up in a small smirk. “A little.”
“Want me to make it all better?”
“Yes, please,” she sings, and I drop to my knees, lifting her leg over my shoulder. Her hips are bruised and there are smaller marks on the inside of her thighs. Between last night, and whatever she did with Jasper earlier, I’m surprised she’s standing .
As Amy tangles her hands in my hair, I’m gentle at first, slowly building her up with light flicks of my tongue. In my sister’s books, pussies are often described as honey or the occasional sweet pastry. Not Amy; she’s sweet and tart like a pear. I’m fucking obsessed and can’t get enough, licking and sucking, occasionally grazing my teeth on her sensitive clit. Fuck going to work, I’ll happily spend the rest of my days on my knees for this woman. No pear tart would ever compare.
“Oh, fuck , Mitch, right?—”
Amy nearly slips as the shower door opening startles both of us. Jasper steps in behind me, leaning in to kiss Amy. His thighs brush my back, then there’s a thump on the top of my head. So help me if it is what I think it is… I turn to check. Biggest mistake I’ve made in a long fucking time.
Mother fucker.
“Damn it, Jasper! Get your dick out of my face,” I grumble, swatting it away. Amy’s joyous laugh fills the bathroom, followed by Jasper's boisterous chuckles. Even I can’t help laughing.
Jasper steps to the side as I continue bringing Amy right back to the edge with my tongue. Thankfully, she grips his cock, and he’s turned enough that there’s no longer a swinging dick in my periphery. He continues kissing her and teases her taut, pink nipples, and I groan at the sound of her sweet whimpers. Her legs begin to shake as she moans into his mouth. Pressing two fingers inside her, I curl and tease until she comes all over my face. Her whispering my name into his mouth nearly does me in. My cock is painfully hard, precum leaking from the tip .
Jasper keeps Amy steady as I stand. She breaks their kiss, gripping the back of my neck and bringing my lips to hers. Even with my body flush with her, I still can’t get close enough. Fear and doubt creep back in—she can’t leave, I want to keep her.
Reluctantly breaking apart, I grab a fresh washcloth and add Jasper’s body wash to it. Jasper does the same and we clean up our girl, dragging the cloth down her arms and legs, careful around her pussy. Her face is still flush, looking love-drunk, or sex-drunk… hopefully both.
We wash off and Jasper wraps her in a large towel, kissing her softly. Still tasting her on my lips, I press gentle kiss to her ace of hearts tattoo, and smile to myself. I don’t care if I get to be inside her again tonight, I’d give anything just to hold her until we both fall asleep. With Jasper reminding her that she’s ours, maybe when we wake up, she’ll stay.
I slide under the freshly washed covers first, and Amy joins me, slinging her leg over mine. It’d be so easy to slip my cock inside her, but I resist. She snuggles into me, and we fit like the missing piece to each other’s puzzle. Brushing her hair away from her face, Jasper kisses her shoulder and wraps his arm around her middle. He doesn’t pull her away from me, instead pressing himself closer so she also has him.
Amy’s voice is soft, barely a whisper. “Can I have both of you before we go to bed?”
“What do you mean, sweetheart?” Jasper asks against her sweet skin.
“I want you, just like this.” Amy reaches between the two of us, wrapping her hand around my cock. Her fingers tease each barbell as she slowly strokes up and down my shaft. She does the same with Mitch behind her, gripping his cock, and he groans into her neck. Though, it sounds more like an angry bear. “Please?”
“I’m sorry, Aces, your pussy is too tight. I wish I could tell you ‘ you can take it ’ but, baby, you can’t. Not yet. No sword fight in your cunt tonight. You want both of us? We’d need to steal that five-gallon bucket of lube that Tristan sent Myles as a joke last year.”
“He’s right. You can still have both of us, just not in your pussy.” Jasper pulls away and retrieves a much smaller bottle of lube. He playfully smacks her ass and insists, “This is mine,” then opens the top and squirts a dollop into his hand. She lets go of his dick and cranes her neck to kiss him. “I’ll be gentle… this time .”
Amy turns back to face me as Jasper slathers lube on his cock and her tight hole. She winces as he presses inside her, and her grip on me tightens. I hiss through the mild pain and, thankfully, she relaxes her hold on me. Once Jasper is seated inside her, she lets out a relieved breath and I line up my cock with her pussy. She’s so wet for us, I easily press the tip in. She gasps, arching her back. Unfortunately, the angle is off, but Jasper catches it quickly, splaying his hand on her stomach and keeping her back flush with his chest. I’m able to push in another inch, then another, continuing until she takes all of me.
Jasper asks softly, “Doing okay, sweetheart?”
“Yeah,” she squeaks.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” I praise. “You were made to take both of us. Roll your hips, just like this.” I guide her movements, rocking her onto us slow and steady .
“Shit, I can feel your piercings,” Jasper laughs.
“You’re welcome.”
Amy chuckles, but her laughter is cut short as Jasper begins fucking her with short thrusts. I keep her steady, kissing her neck as I let him fuck her until she’s a whimpering mess. His grunts become louder and more uneven, but so help me, he doesn’t come first. I slip my hand between Amy and me, circling her clit. Her pussy tightens around my cock as she whispers, “More, Mitch. I need more.”
As if something primal in me is unleashed, my mouth crashes into hers, tongues duelling, teeth clashing. I give her more pressure on her clit and bite down on her lip. Amy cries out, her pussy pulsing around my cock as she comes for us. If she’s this tight for me, I’m a little worried it could be too much for Jasper. My suspicions are right as he grits out several incoherent words that could be swears and comes hard in her ass. Between the throbbing of his cock, and her tight pussy, I’m hanging on for dear life.
Once Amy catches her breath, she murmurs, “Give me everything, Mitch.”
“Oh, fuck.” Jasper winces as he slowly pulls out of Amy. “No way. I just came, I need a minute. Your cock has more decorations on it than the Christmas tree! I don’t need that thing basically frotting me while you fuck her.”
“What did you think was going to happen if we fucked her at the same time?” To be fair, when Jasper and I shared women before, we never tried to shove both of our cocks in at the same time. Typically, we took turns, or the woman would suck him off as I was fucking her—or vice versa. Being with Amy this way is a first for both of us. My only goal is to make her feel good, I don’t give a fuck if his cock touches mine. It’s a neutral zone for me; not turned on, not turned off.
I roll Amy onto her back and interlace our fingers, holding them above her head, then shift until I’m holding both of her hands with one of mine. “You know what to say if it’s too much.” Sliding my free hand to her thigh, I hike it up to my waist, and drive into her hard. She feels too good, too fucking perfect, too fucking mine .
A shifting on the bed grabs my attention. Jasper gets up and leaves to the ensuite. For a split second, I’m worried he’s upset that I’m getting her to myself, but as he looks over his shoulder, there isn’t a hint of jealousy.
My gaze shifts back to Amy, struggling against my hold on her hands. “Do I need to tie you up like Jasper did?”
“No,” she whispers. “I want to touch you, feel you. Please, Mitch.”
I let go, and her hands fly to my back, sinking her fingers into me. Continuing to rock in and out, I roughly kiss her, needing to feel impossibly closer. Our breaths become ragged as I fuck her harder. She needs this, I need this—a moment where we are the only two people in the damn universe. I keep my pace steady as she winds tighter and tighter. I’m right there with her when she comes, writhing beneath me. As I empty myself inside her, we make a fucking mess, soaking the sheets. I pull out carefully and kiss down her body. Spreading her legs wide, I swirl my tongue around her clit twice, then suck hard.
Amy cries out, worrying Jasper enough to come rushing in. I do my best not to laugh at his dick flopping as he sprints toward us, but a chuckle still escapes me. The added vibration has Amy screaming in pleasure. I slow my pace then sit back onto my heels. She’s a fucking vision, I can’t take my eyes off her. Watching my cum mixed with hers drench the sheets has my cock twitching for another round. I should be glad refractory periods are a thing; I’d spend all fucking day fucking her.
Pressing my fingers inside her, she arches against the bed, fisting the wet sheets. I glance to Jasper as he strokes his cock—he’s ready, I’m not. I’m just grateful for all our sakes that he washed his dick off in the sink. Beads of precum leak from his tip, and Amy reaches for him. “Come here, cowboy. I want to taste you.”
Jasper gave me my time, so I move to the other side of Amy, giving him space but keeping my fingers inside her. He climbs onto the bed and straddles her chest. Lifting up enough to line his cock up with her mouth, she opens wide and takes all of him until she’s gagging.
“Don’t come down her throat,” I demand. “I have an idea.”
“Oh yeah?” he manages between thrusts. “What’s that?”
Pumping my fingers in and out of her soaked cunt, I don’t answer him. Her mouth is magic; there’s no way he’ll last long. After a minute, Jasper pulls out with a pop, and moves down her body until he’s between her legs. She whimpers in protest as he growls to me, “What’s this genius idea?”
“Come in her pussy.” I spread her legs for him. “She said snowballs aren’t hot as fuck in real life. I’ll prove her wrong when she tastes all three of us together.” I wink at Amy and her eyes darken with lust. “You want that, baby? You want to taste all three of us? ”
“Please, Jasper? I need both of you.”
Jasper’s hands replace mine on her thighs as he fucks her hard and fast; Amy meeting each of his thrusts with her own. “You love being our little cum slut, don’t you, Aces?” I lean in to lick and suck her nipple, teasing the other with my thumb and forefinger. “Look at you taking his cock, begging for him to come for you.” Sliding my hand lower, I circle her clit with my middle finger. “Show him he belongs to you, baby.”
As I kiss up her chest to her neck, I don’t let up playing with her. With my cock now in reach, she slowly strokes me with a tight grip. He’s close, she’s close, and, fuck , I’m about to be too.
“You both are,” Amy breathes. “You’re mine, Mitch.” Her words slice into me, and I can’t hold on. “Harder, Jasper, show me you’re also mine tonight.”
Who the fuck is this woman, and why the hell didn’t I wife her up last night?
Jasper obliges, grunting as he fucks Amy harder. We’re ruining her in the best possible way. I quicken my pace on her clit, and she mirrors my rhythm fisting my cock. This is it. This is how people in books fall for someone they just met. I’m fucking gone for this girl.
Whatever you do, do not tell her you love her!
Jasper moans through his release, not waiting for Amy. I lean in, nip at her jaw, and whisper, “Be my good fucking girl and come for me.” As Jasper pulls out, I slide two fingers into her messy pussy, my fingers now slick with a little of all of us. Moving between her legs, I stroke my cock a few times, then rub the head of my cock against her clit. “Come all over my cock, baby. Show me how much you want this.” I slip inside her in a single, controlled thrust. We both fall apart, and stars blur my vision with every one of my nerve endings lit up like a damn Christmas tree.
“Mine, Mitch,” she pants. “You’re both fucking mine.” I slowly pull out and kiss down her body, not taking my eyes off hers. When I reach her pussy, I drive two fingers back inside her. She cries out as I swirl twice, then drag them out. Lowering my face between her legs, I lap up a mix of the three of us.
Jasper lays beside her, kissing her like he’ll die if he stops. As I move back up her body, he finally sits back and commands, “Open, sweetheart.” She does as he asks. “Let me see that pretty tongue.”
Amy sticks out her tongue, and I spit our cum in her mouth. She swallows it, then pulls me in to kiss her. I feel like a damn caveman claiming her like this, but I don’t give a flying fuck.
“You were right,” she whispers. “Better than a book.”
I glance to the bedside table where the bottle of tequila still sits untouched. Who needs it, when Amy is mine and Jasper’s completely sober? More than that, I’m all hers.