Chapter 32 Tucker
TUCKER
I’m not sure what overcame me, but fuck, I just wanted to push him to his knees and tell him what he could do.
I was uncomfortably hard, and it made it difficult to focus on what I was supposed to be talking about.
Glancing at the clock in Cam’s car, it was almost nine at night. Earlier than I expected.
I looked over at Harper with the intention of telling them about myself, but something told me she had other plans.
“What are you thinking, Harp?” My brow raised in question. The nickname felt weird coming off my lips. Definitely going to have to call her something else.
“I know it’s your turn to talk, but… I really want to kiss you.” She kept her voice low, but seeing Cameron’s eyes glance at us told me he still heard her.
As he backed out of the parking space and headed toward the road, I unbuckled my seat belt and looked at Harper with a sly grin. “Well then, c’mere baby.” Not the safest choice we could make, but a perk of living in a small town was that there weren't that many people on the road after dark.
She bit her bottom lip and unbuckled her seatbelt. She climbed onto my lap, straddling me. I caught Cameron’s gaze in the mirror and gave him a wink.
As she settled onto my lap, her heat settling right on the bulge in my pants, I let out a loud groan. Her wicked smile grew, and she leaned in. Her lips brushed against mine so gently. She was teasing me. She ground her hips against my length, eliciting another low groan from me.
My voice was low and gravelly when I spoke, “The first thing about me you should know is I hate being teased.” My right hand found the nape of her neck, holding her still so I could kiss her. She gasped at the contact of our lips, allowing me to find her tongue with my own.
“Seriously, guys, you couldn’t wait ten minutes?” Cam said, a bit of jealousy in his tone.
I pulled away from Harper to answer him. “Pretty boy, we are just getting started.”
Harper was kissing and sucking my neck as my eyes bore into his. A moan escaped my lips, causing him to groan.
“Fuck, you make such pretty noises, Tucker.” Cam rasped as he white-knuckled the wheel.
“Cam, fuck the food. Take us home. I need you guys,” Harper pleaded, voice sounding shaky and desperate.
“You heard the lady,” I mumbled, finding Harper’s lips again. With my hands on her hips, I moved her against me. She moaned against my lips.
Fuck, she was going to ruin me.
I let my kisses trail to her cheek, then the line of her jaw, and finally landed on her pulse point.
I sucked her flesh hard and bit down hard enough to cause her to whimper.
I rubbed my tongue over the spot to soothe the ache, then pulled away.
Her hands cupped my face quickly as she kissed me deeply, rocking her pussy against my cock in a rhythm that was going to make me blow my load in my pants. But that would be a waste of cum.
I pulled away from her, panting. I gripped her hips tight enough to leave bruises to get her to stop grinding against me. She groaned loudly at the loss of friction.
“No! Why’d you stop me? I was so close!” she whined with her eyes closed and head thrown back. There was enough moonlight through the windows to see how fast her chest was rising and falling.
“Aw, Cam, do you hear how needy our little princess is?”
Cam responded by hitting the gas and practically flying into the driveway.
He hopped out of the car, and before I knew it, our door was open, and he was lifting Harper off my lap.
He clearly had some pent-up sexual frustration, couldn’t imagine why.
But he was carrying her up the walkway and into the house.
Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she was kissing his neck.
Fuck. I hopped out of his car, slammed the door, and jogged after them.
I shut the front door behind me. He had her pinned against the wall as they made out. I saw his tongue slide into her mouth, and fuck, it was so hot. The way she was moaning under him and moving her hips in hopes of finding some friction.
One hand cupped her ass as he reached out to me with the other.
I came over, and he pulled away from her.
He looked from my eyes to my lips, then back to my eyes, and gave a small nod.
That was all the consent I needed. I crashed my lips against his.
It was different from our first kiss; it was messy and needy and so fucking euphoric.
Harper licked up the column of my neck, leaving kisses and biting me as she made her way down.
Cam and I kissed like we were starved for each other.
As we slowed our kiss, preparing to pull apart and hopefully head to a bed, that's when we heard it.
“Oh. What the actual fuck, man?”
Cam's head whipped in the direction of the familiar voice as he quickly lowered Harper to the ground. Cam’s entire demeanor changed.
He clearly wasn’t ready to tell Reed, and I guess in all the excitement, we didn’t realize they were here.
Reed stood there with his hair mussed, a hoodie on, and basketball shorts.
I couldn’t tell if he came from the living room or a room down the hallway, not that it mattered.
“Cam? Is there something you want to tell me?” Reed didn’t look angry; there was hurt resting in his green eyes.
He crossed his arms over his chest and waited for his best friend to tell him the secret he’d been holding on to.
Harper had explained that Reed knew about them, but I’m sure they hadn’t told Reed about Cameron’s newfound sexuality.
It didn’t bother me. I was never going to push for him to come out if he wasn’t ready, but I wish we had paid a bit more attention to the car parked outside. I felt guilty, if anything.
Cam scratched his neck, looking beyond nervous. He looked as if he were to say what was on his mind, it would kill him. “Uh, yeah, actually. I wanted to tell you in a different setting. Wren knows, but I’m sure she wanted you to hear it from me, which is real—"
“Cam, you're rambling. Just tell him, he’ll understand.” I comforted, placing a hand on the small of his back. Rather than tensing under my touch, he relaxed. That’s my boy.
Hearing that seemed to calm Reed; he dropped his arms to his side and gave a curt nod.
“Fuck. So, long story short, I think I’m bisexual. Well, not think… I am. But I am also interested in being in a relationship with both your sister and your old friend.” A laugh that sounded more like a sigh escaped him. You could almost feel the relief coming off Cam.
Reed furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at the three of us. He looked like his brain was running a mile a minute. And then, slowly, a small smirk etched its way onto his face.
“Okay,” Reed said after a minute, with a shrug of his shoulders.
“Okay? What does that mean?” Cam asked, worry present in his voice.
Reed signed, running a hand over his bearded face, “Just okay. This is a lot to process. Harper made mention of it, but I wasn’t expecting to see this just yet. Thought the conversation between us would happen first.”
“I’m sorry, Reed. I didn’t mean to keep it from you. This is all pretty new to me, too. I’m not used to feeling this way. I should’ve thought about how that would make you feel.”
Reed threw up a hand, cutting off Cam's thoughts, and took a step forward. His voice was louder than before, not angry but stern. “Stop it, Cameron.” Cam flinched at the sound of his full name as if he had been slapped. “You have been thinking about everyone else for your entire goddamn life. I am glad you’re being selfish. It’s about damn time, man.
I’m not angry, upset, or disappointed. I am so fucking proud of you, man. ”
Cam smiled at him, clearly relieved. Reed closed some distance between them, placing a hand on Cam's shoulder. “You’re happy, right, man?”
He nodded.
“Then I’m happy too.”
As Wren walked out of one of the rooms in the hallway, Harper raised her hand, causing her brother to arch a brow at her. “So, uh, you and Wren should probably go. I mean, unless you want to hear your siblings fuck and or be railed by Mr. Tree Trunk Dick over there.”
Wren made a noise between a gag and a laugh.
“Yeah, fuck that, I guess we will go to Reed’s and keep Dax company.
” She didn’t even stop to pack a bag. As she put her shoes on, we took off ours.
We exchanged goodbyes, and Reed let me know he would be in touch.
Dude was scary if you got him on his bad side, but I’d worry about that later.
I scooped Harper up, throwing her over my shoulder, causing her to laugh and squeal.
“Which room, Cam?”
He was quick on my heels. “Last door to the left.”
“Cmon, let’s take our little princess to Paris.”
The door was left ajar, and I nudged it the rest of the way open with my foot.
I looked around the room quickly, taking in the light gray walls accented by different paintings and pictures of their little found family.
For a man who thought he was straight, until I reentered their lives, this room screamed anything but that.
It was clean, maybe even too clean. The bed was made perfectly, well, until I threw Harper onto the comforter.
She landed with a bounce and a soft laugh. “I wish I could be pissed, but that was kind of fun.”
Cam closed the door behind us, even though no one was home. I wasn’t going to question it; if it made him comfortable, what good would it do to ask why he had done it?
I let my eyes trail up and down Harper’s clothed body. God, I have wanted her for so long. But first, the boring stuff.
”First things first, condoms or no condoms? I’m good with either, but I get tested after every new partner, and I haven’t been with anyone in a while.”
Harper’s mouth opened to speak, but it was Cam’s voice I heard first. “I’m clean, the most my dick has seen in a long time is my pocket pussy.” My eyes widened as I turned to him.
“Man of many secrets, huh?” I smiled, knowing that was one thing we shared in common.
He rolled his blue eyes, now blown black from lust. Cam stepped towards the bed where Harper lay. “And you, Shortcake? You’re the only one here capable of getting pregnant. Condom or no condom?”
She bit her lip and squeezed her thighs at the comment. The idea of breeding her practically had me cumming in my pants, and the fact that she reacted to him saying that… fuck. I think our little princess had a breeding kink.
“I’m definitely clean. I was tested right before my house went to shit, so I’m clean.
Also, I’m on birth control. I have the one in my arm.
” She held out her left arm as if we could see it through her sweater and skin.
“So, feel free to treat me like dirt and fill me with your seed.” She laughed, pulling off her top.
I looked at Cam, and his eyes went so wide I thought they would fall right out of his head. To add to his surprise, I closed the distance between us. I pulled the hair at the nape of his neck gently, forcing him to look up at me. His eyes searched mine, and I waited for his move.
I have been with men before and have participated in my fair share of threesomes, but I was also considerate enough to know that being with a man is new to him. This was going to be on his terms.
“Cam, tell me to stop,” I said, low enough just for him.
“No.” And with that, he pulled me in by the front of my shirt.
I don’t think I would ever get used to kissing him.
Everything about him made me want more. I was starved for him, and clearly, he felt the same.
Our kiss was all teeth and tongue. It was like we couldn’t wait to be closer.
Breathing his air, kissing him, touching him, it wasn’t enough. I wanted to be inside him.
I broke the kiss long enough for us to start stripping. I helped him pull his shirt over his head, and he did the same. He truly was such a beautiful man.
“You know you’re running the show, right?” I questioned.
He nodded, looking over to Harper, a grin spreading across his face. I looked at our girl and let out a breathy laugh. “Just couldn’t wait, could you, Sugar?”
Shook her head, removing her hand from her bare pussy. She was lying back, propped up on her elbows. She was completely naked and on full display for our viewing pleasure. The woman was a goddess. Her pigtails were askew and loose. Her big brown eyes were wide and full of lust as she met my gaze.
I hadn’t seen her naked before, but I knew she was curvy from her tiny pajamas the other night.
I fisted my cock through my joggers. She was fucking perfect.
Her thighs were thick, and her hips were littered with stretch marks.
Her tits sat heavy on her chest, and I couldn’t stop myself from walking over to her.
She sat up straighter as I came closer. Bending down in front of her, I pressed my lips to hers, her hands coming up to cup my bearded face.
She moaned against my lips, allowing me to slip my tongue into her mouth.
A hand pressed at the small of my back, causing me to smile against her lips.
I pulled away from Harper to see a fully naked Cam standing there, stroking his cock.
His penis was long but girthy, definitely far above average.
Even with all his length, he still wasn’t as big as I was.
I couldn’t wait for him to fuck our girl.
I was sure by now my precum had to be soaking the front of my joggers.
“I reckon you want to take the reins.”
“If you don’t mind,” Cameron said with a wink. I think this way was better than the three of us diving right in. He could get what he needed from Harper while I watched. And I was more than okay with watching.
I stepped over to sit in his computer chair, stationed at his desk. Before I sat, I removed my pants, finally freeing my aching cock. I gave it a few slow strokes before sitting. Both sets of eyes were on me in an instant.
“There is absolutely no way you are getting anywhere near me with that monster,” Harper spat out in pure shock.
A mischievous grin spread across my face. “Don’t worry, princess, you’ll take it like the good girl you are.”
She bit her lip, looking over at Cam.
“If he wants it, he can have it too, isn’t that right, kitten?” I asked Cam. I was always the dominant one in the bedroom. I am not sure why, but I was more comfortable when I was in charge.
“Kitten? Tuck, baby, I think you’re forgetting who’s running the show here.”
“For now,” I said with a wink, gesturing to continue with Harper.