42. True
Once I brushed my teeth in Greyson’s bathroom, I slipped out of his door and didn’t stop until I stood at Noah’s bedside, peering down at him while he played something on his phone.
His smile transformed the concentrated expression on his face instantly. I loved how happy he always was to see me. A soft flutter and then my heart was skipping a beat.
“What’s up, Red?” He pulled me down until I was sitting near his waist and I leaned into him, silently asking for a kiss. Without blinking, he gave me what I wanted.
“Can you come sleep with us? I like waking up to you. But I want to sleep with Greyson too.”
Noah watched my face for a silent beat and licked his lips.
“His bed is bigger,” I pointed out, kissing him again. Noah melted into me, his hand grabbing the back of my neck to hold me in place.
“Yea, Red, I’ll come sleep with you in Greyson’s bed.”
After he checked on Duchess one last time, he doubled back to his room to get his pillow with the satin case and grabbed my hand.
If Greyson was surprised to see Noah walk in beside me, he didn’t show it. He only pulled his t-shirt off over his head and watched us climb in bed.
There was a lot to love about our new…arrangement, but picking a bed to fall asleep in every night was my least favorite. And it’d been less than a week.
I always felt bad for sleeping with one instead of the other. Tonight, I wouldn’t have to choose.
Facing Noah, I cupped his jaw, leaning in to kiss him. He had the softest lips and I would never get tired of his tongue wrapped around mine. “I’ve wanted to do that all day.”
My voice was a whisper, light but thick with arousal.
He didn’t speak when he dropped his hand to my hip and dragged me across the small space separating us.
The steady stream of running water filled the room as Greyson got ready for bed with the bathroom door open.
I was aware of his presence and the fact this was his bed, but I couldn’t stop kissing Noah. Couldn’t stop wanting him.
Again, I moaned into Noah’s mouth, deepening a languid kiss that did nothing to stifle my desire. I missed him, even though I’d just seen him this morning and he’d just been inside of me two days ago.
Noah pulled my leg over his hip so I was pressed right against him, the hardness of his erection rubbing my sensitive center through my thong. The wet material made the friction that much more intense. So intense I rocked my hips into his, trying to match his pace.
The water cut off seconds before the overhead light dimmed. Then Greyson’s footsteps and Noah’s kisses were all I could hear. I was making out with Noah. In Greyson’s bed. And I wanted more.
I didn’t even know what more meant, and I wanted it so bad I bit down on Noah’s lip and let him grind into me. Over and over.
When the bed dipped behind us, I wound my hips one more time before breaking the kiss.
Rolling onto my back, I tried to catch my breath. Tried to remind myself that I only wanted to sleep in this bed with both of them.
It didn’t work.
Mostly because Greyson leaned into me and started kissing my neck.
Fuck.
Every time he put his mouth on me felt like the first time.
“You told Noah to come fuck you in my bed?”
“No,” I said between gasping breaths.
His rough touch landed between my thighs, thick fingers skimming over the wetness soaking my panties.
It was his fault. Both of their faults. I wasn’t this…greedy. Never this needy, but this was who they turned me into.
A firm grip on my waist pulled me away from Greyson’s teasing lips. My thighs fell open with help from the same hands and I stared up at Noah, loss for words.
He was on his knees between my legs, looking down at me.
It was the first time he’d ever been on top of me. And now I couldn’t imagine him anywhere else.
I blinked and my shirt was over my head.
I blinked again and my panties were at my ankles.
He didn’t hesitate before he was back between my legs with his arms wrapped around me.
My sighs landed on his tongue and my back bowed off the bed, needing him closer.
The heat of Greyson’s gaze burned into the side of my face and I was too drunk on Noah’s attention to tell if it was jealousy or something else.
Noah kept my legs spread. Open for whatever he was about to do to me.
“Do you need me, Red?” The raw edge in his voice made his question sound like he was asking something else.
“Yes.”
“You need me to fuck you in this bed so we can go to sleep?” His lips were everywhere, sucking and coaxing moans out of me.
On my right, I heard a low groan but I couldn’t take my eyes off Noah.
His middle finger pushed inside of me, testing and stretching. “Yes…Noah….yes.”
“I can take care of you wherever you want, True. Even if my best friend is watching. Is that what you want?”
At this point, I didn’t care if a crowd of tourists gathered at the foot of this bed. I just wanted him. Inside of me. Right now.
I knew he was too big to go in without making me come first, but a part of me wanted it to hurt. And that same part of me wanted Greyson to watch me take it. I wanted Greyson to watch his best friend fuck me. And then I wanted to fuck him too. The thought had me leaking and gripping Noah’s finger like a vise.
I reached between us. Pulled at the band of his sweats. Freed his dick. And wrapped my hand around his shaft. All of it.
His finger left my center and I didn’t say a word, but I kept my eyes locked on him while I guided him to my opening.
Every inch he gave me felt like two. He stretched me like no one else. Together, we exhaled when the base of his dick hit my opening.
He was inside and a million pinpricks of frisson scattered over my skin.
Noah’s eyes slammed shut at the same time Greyson’s mouth wrapped around my right nipple. He sucked and tugged roughly with his teeth before kissing away the bite of pain, heightening the pleasure and pain ebbing through me.
Then Noah started moving, his hips working in time with my writhing form beneath him.
Greyson’s tongue left sloppy kisses against my nipple and Noah’s mouth crashed into mine.
There were so many sensations running through me right now, I was sure I wasn’t on earth. I was somewhere else, floating and well-fucked.
Greyson pulled back when Noah reached beneath me to grip my ass, pulling me so tight against him, there wasn’t a breath of anything between us. He ground against my clit with every hard pound of his hips and the friction made me tingle from the inside out. Just that quick, he was gonna make me come. So fast. Greyson was gonna see just how needy Noah made me.
“Noah, please.” He wasn’t giving me time to get adjusted to anything. He fucked me hard and deep. And it hurt so good.
My hands curled into his hair, holding his head in place while he kissed the fuck out of me.
My legs were already shaking. My breaths were already ragged.
His hands kneaded my flesh, holding me in a fierce grip until tremors took over my body. My walls squeezed him, milking his release out of him while I gave him mine.
He pumped into me faster. Until his breaths were shallow and a sexy crease formed between his brow.
“Where?” One word in that raspy tone and I knew exactly what he was asking me.
And instead of answering with my words, I kissed him and tightened my legs around his waist, pulling him into me until he froze mid-thrust, coming inside of me with my name on his tongue.
My heartbeat was in my ears when Noah rolled off me. My legs were too weak to do anything but fall open without him between them. And my breathing was too ragged to do anything but lay there.
Just when I thought my senses would get a reprieve, two thick fingers slid between my legs.
They were smooth and I knew without opening my eyes, they belonged to Greyson.
His fingers scissored my clit and moved down. When he reached the mess at my entrance, he surprised me by finger fucking it back inside of me.
Oh, my fuck.
“You took his dick so well, True.” Greyson kissed along my jaw, whispering praise while he plugged me with his best friend’s cum.
I arched off the bed, into his touch without thinking. Even as I fought a wince from how tender Noah’s strokes had left me.
Noah’s fingers locked with mine. We were both on our back and he pulled my left leg over his thighs, spreading me so Greyson could keep having his way with me.
Soon, the sound of Greyson’s fingers sliding in and out of me was the only sound worth hearing. His fingers worked in an unhurried rhythm.
And then he just held them inside of me, the heel of his palm a delicious weight against my clit.
Everything in me wanted to squirm, to move against him and create friction but he had a hold on me that made it impossible.
“Look how well you just took that dick, True.”
A whimper found its way out of my throat.
Noah let go of my hand and I wanted to whine in protest until the weight of his hand joined Greyson’s at my center.
What were they doing to me? And why was it so sexy?
Noah held Greyson’s hand in place, and the most intoxicating pressure stimulated my clit.
“Can you come like this, Red?”
Greyson. That was Greyson’s voice. Deep and authoritative. Rough and smooth at the same time.
My breathing picked up like I was doing anything other than laying here. But I couldn’t help it. I was feeling too much not to react.
Their hands shifted on top of me and sent my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
Yes, I could come like this.
I would never be able to put it into words, but there was something so unbelievably satisfying about having both of their hands on me. Knowing they were touching in the act of getting me off got me there quicker. And when I fell apart on Greyson’s fingers, I cried out when their hands left me and kisses coasted over my face and thighs.
They were everywhere and it was everything.
Greyson slid his fingers over my bottom lip, leaving a trail of wetness. Never in my life had I done something this depraved. Never in my life had I loved anything so much.
Noah appeared at my side and kissed me quiet, tasting himself and me on my lips.
This was too much.
“Can you take more, baby?”
Maybe I should have said no. Maybe I should have said I had enough. But those would have been lies. Because no matter how wrung out I felt, I knew I didn’t want Greyson coming anywhere but inside of me tonight.
So when he pulled me onto my side, I went easily.
And when he entered me from behind, I bit down on my lip and enjoyed every second of him stretching me for the second time tonight.
I made eye contact with Noah the whole time Greyson fucked me. And somehow, I had another orgasm to give.
It quaked through my body with quiet tremors and low whimpers.
Greyson wasn’t far behind me. He came with a low growl against my neck, fucking into me until every shudder left his body.
“You’re fucking perfect,” he whispered for my ears.
Noah pulled me into his arms the second Greyson pulled out of me and climbed off the bed.
“I don’t think I’ve ever wanted it to work with anybody as much as I want it to work with you.” He pecked my lips, the action so gentle in comparison to what he’d done to me tonight. “Please don’t fucking leave.”