by Smoke, Lucy
I readily agreed, slipping back into my jeans and returned whoever’s shirt I had stolen. As a unit, we gathered our things and descended the stairs, Cody taking the lead this time.
“I’ll get my car started and warmed up,” he said, rushing head first into the snow. I wrinkled my nose as the frosty cold air smacked me in the face.
“I’ve got to lock up,” Darren announced, heading towards the circulation desk as Taylor led me outside.
“I’m gonna go make sure I can catch a ride with Cody,” Dex said with a backpack slung over his shoulder.
Taylor pulled me to a nearby picnic table, set just outside the library’s front door. After a moment of quiet contemplation as we stare across the white, snow-covered campus, his fingers found my cheek and turned my head towards him. Taylor’s lips pressed into mine and I smiled against him. He pulled away and looked down at me.
"What?" he asked.
I didn't stop smiling as I tugged on one of his blond curls.
"Nothing."
He frowned and narrowed his gaze on me. "I will get it out of you," he said slowly.
I shook my head, chuckling. "It’s really nothing,” I insisted. I just liked the warm feeling in my chest around him – around all of them. It was harder not to smile.
"Tell me," he demanded, glancing over the top of my head and as I turned, Darren dived in, his hands grabbing my waist and sinking in. I screamed, laughing as he tickled me. Taylor looked on with amusement, reaching out every so often to grab and tickle a sensitive place that he felt was being neglected.
“Okay!” I screamed
"Do you give up?" Darren asked.
"YES!"
"Say 'uncle’!" Taylor demanded.
"Uncle!"
Darren chuckled and pulled his hands away from my ticklish spots, tucking my head under his chin as he sat with his arms around me. It shocked me how right I felt being between the two of them. The only thing missing was—.
"Yo!" My ears perked up as I heard Cody's voice call out to us. Our gazes strayed to the entrance of the library. "The car is already defrosted. You guys down to go get some food?"
I smiled as Taylor and Darren helped me stand up. I didn't need gloves or mittens because with each of them holding one of my hands, they were the perfect heaters. Cody walked straight up to me, palming my head as he kissed me soundly. I laughed when he pulled away.
"What was that for?" I asked.
He shrugged. "Just because I can. let's go." Dex waited down the ramp, around the side of the building where the small parking lot was. He straightened when we approached, and Darren and Taylor let go of my hands to each open a door and get in. Dex slung an arm around my shoulders and pressed a sweet, chaste kiss to the top of my head.
"How do pancakes sound?" he asked.
The sun peaked over the buildings across the street, shining rays of orange, yellow, and gold across the plain white snow under our boots.
"Is anything even open?" I asked as he opened the passenger door for me.
"The university was the only place that lost power last night," he said. "We probably have time to head back to the dorms to change if you want, but I predict that most businesses aren't going to be closed when everyone is going to want to go out for hot chocolate and food."
"Hot chocolate sounds good," I said.
"Then get your cute ass in the car, Baby." He smacked my ass as I gripped the top of the car door to bend into the front seat. I sat hard, casting an amused glance at him. He smirked and opened the back door to squeeze in with Darren and Taylor.
"We'll come back for your cars later," Cody said from the driver’s seat as he cranked up the heat.
"No worries," Darren replied.
Cody reached over and took my hand as he shifted gears and pulled out of the parking lot. Last night I had been so worried about passing my final. Now, all of that anxiety was gone, and it was thanks to them. I knew my stuff. I knew what I was doing, and I felt...special. I glanced over my shoulder at the three men in the backseat. I felt perfect.
Tough Break: Book Two
It’s been months since that night in the library. I still can’t believe that Dex, Darren, Cody, and Taylor are mine. I’m dating and having sex with not one hot guy, not even two, but four of them! FOUR hot, sexy, athletes. My life is suddenly consumed with them and the possibility that I could end up in Washington DC for an internship.
My life has become nearly perfect, except… I can’t help but feel like something is off. Cody has been acting distant lately and Darren’s hiding secrets of his own. It seems the only ones acting normal are Taylor and Dex. I love these men and I want them in my life. I just don’t know what I have to do to show them what they mean to me.
***This is a Reverse Harem Novella***
***This title contains sexual situations***
Chapter 1
I groaned as Taylor pushed me into the heated onslaught of the shower. I still sometimes found it hard to believe that I wasn’t just dating the Donovan Taylor, but three other guys as well – Darren, Dex, and Cody. We had been together for a few months already and, somehow, with the new semester, the four of them had managed to get an off-campus apartment on short notice. Not a bad one either, I noted as I pressed my hands up against the pristine tile.
“I haven’t seen you in ages, pretty girl,” Taylor groaned behind me, his hand cupping one of my asscheeks before releasing it. The sound of the hot water against the tile and my naked skin drowned out the quiet whistle of his hand as he brought it down and slapped the fleshy top of the asscheek he had been fondling. It hurt. More than it would have had I been dry, but damn if it didn’t feel good too.
I moaned and shoved my naked ass out even further. “I missed you,” I said, hoping he’d take me already.
“I missed these sweetcheeks, sweetcheeks.” I can almost see the dorky smirk on Taylor’s face as he finds a double use for yet another one of his ridiculous nicknames.
“Taylor,” I grumbled, wiggling my ass, “if you missed them so much, maybe you should do something with them.” There was a long pause and, once again, I didn’t hear his hand come down until the white-hot burn of his spank flashed through my flesh. God, he was becoming a little clone of Dex. Those two had been spending too much time together. It was a good thing I actually liked being spanked. Make that...really really liked being spanked.
I moaned as Taylor stroked my flanks and then speared two fingers into my sopping wet pussy. Shivering despite the heat of the bathroom and the shower stall, I had to lock my knees so that I wouldn’t fall over or collapse. The last few months with these guys had been pure, unadulterated heaven. How could I have ever known that sex with multiple men on a regular basis would turn me into such a freaking romantic?
Sure, when we fucked, we fucked hard, but these guys had quickly become the center of my universe. Hell, I stayed in their apartment practically every day of the freaking week. Tonight was no different.
“How do you want it, pretty girl?” Taylor asked as he pumped his fingers in and out of my soaked core. I gasped, my insides twitching. Did he just…? Oh yes, he fucking did, I realized. I almost screamed as Taylor tilted his two fingers up and rubbed against a particularly sensitive spot inside my pussy. I moaned low, loud, and hard.
“Come on, sweetcheeks,” he prompted, “you have to tell me what you want or how am I supposed to know? I’m not a mind reader you know.” That sadistic fuckhead! I screamed internally as Taylor rubbed even more insistently on my G-spot. Then, his thumb touched my clit.
“Fuck...me…” I panted. “Please...Taylor...Donovan...fuck me, baby...I want it.”
“Good, honeybunch.” I almost cried out in disappointment as Taylor withdrew his fingers from me and he lined his cock up with my entrance. “I’ll always give you what you want,” he said. “All you have to do is ask.”
He thrust in. Hard. And both of us moaned like there was no tomorrow. Within moments his cock pummeled my pussy and I found it increasingly d
ifficult to keep from sliding down the wall. Where was I supposed to put my hands? This was my first time having shower sex, which was actually surprising, considering how long I had been with the guys now. It was proving to be a little more difficult than I had imagined, but still the same amount of heat and pleasure.
Taylor reached around and grabbed one of my breasts as his other hand tightened on my hip. He grunted and groaned and pounded forward. He pinched one of my nipples, and I gasped. Tingles raced through my bloodstream. Barely even sunset and already on my fifth orgasm of the day. It had started with Darren waking me up with his head between my thighs – two orgasms, and then Cody meeting me for lunch – the third. Dex had stopped by my new job – again – at the university writing center and fucked the life out of me in one of the utility closets – the fourth. I was getting spoiled.
“I’m almost there, pretty girl,” Taylor said with a pant. “Tell me you’re almost there.”
“I am!” I cried. “I am!”
“Touch your clit for me, sweetcheeks,” he ordered. “Put your fingers down between your beautiful lips. Feel me fucking this sweet. Fucking. Pussy.” He punctuated each word with a violent thrust. My hands balled into fists at the striking pleasure that shot through me. I gasped, water hitting the side of my face. Wasn’t showering supposed to rinse away all the wetness between my thighs? Maybe I was just that horny for my boyfriend – my one of four boyfriends.
I slid a hand down the wall, lifting to my body. I touched my skin and trailed a finger down between my pussy lips to feel the head of the bundle of nerves there. I lightly ran my finger around it, shuddering as Taylor’s cock continued to pound into me. I sucked in a gasp as on the next withdraw, I felt the bottom of Taylor’s shaft retract from me before he thrust back in. I groaned and then urged my finger back to my clit.
My orgasm fluttered to life, quick and brilliant. Taylor choked, and his grip grew even more bruising. I didn’t care. It felt good. I gasped again, and a low deep groan filled the space between us.
“I’m gonna...fucking...shit...fuck...gonna...come!” Taylor pounded away, panting. My hand no longer lazily trailed circles around my clit. I rubbed it fast and I rubbed it good. I screamed as my orgasm slammed into me with all of the finesse of a battering ram. Taylor grunted and then paused, his cock buried deep in my pussy. He moaned as he emptied himself deep into me.
As I got out of the shower, my feet touching the mat on the floor, Taylor leaned down and kissed me lovingly on the lips. I smiled up at him. “Don’t forget to take your pill,” he said, swatting me on the ass as I strode out of the bathroom. I squeaked and whirled around, glaring at him. “Don’t look at me like that.” He raised an eyebrow at me. “No pill means no sexy time and you know how much I like sexy time.”
I rolled my eyes and made my way into his bedroom. “Yes,” I said. “I know how much you and everyone else in this apartment loves sexy time. I’m going to take my pill right now.”
“Don’t worry, you won’t have to take it for too long.” Taylor wrapped a towel around his waist, showcasing his mouthwatering abs and tightly corded shoulders. “That Y-U-D thing is gonna stop the need for all that.”
I dropped my towel in front of his closet and looked over my shoulder. “It’s called IUD,” I corrected him. “And yea, I can’t wait. I’m terrified of missing my alarm or forgetting to take the pill.” I stepped into the closet and pulled out one of Taylor’s larger shirts. Leaving my breasts free – Lord knew it wouldn’t matter now that we were all in for the night – I slipped it on over my head. I forwent panties as well since that was probably just as useless as the bra, but I did snag a pair of Taylor’s basketball shorts and tugged them over my hips, tying them in place so they wouldn’t fall straight back down.
I was finishing up drying my hair when I headed out into the living room. The front door opened and Cody and Dex walked in, each holding two large pizzas in their hands. "Hey, Baby," Dex said, bending down to brush a soft kiss on my lips. I sighed against his mouth and he grinned, pulling back. "Did you miss me?"
I rolled my eyes and slapped his chest. "You weren't gone long enough for me to miss you." I flipped a handful of wet hair onto my shoulder so I could continue to dry it with the towel in my hand.
"What about me, Jamie?" Cody set the pizzas down and then came up behind me, wrapping his arms around me. Even though it had only been a few short months since that night in the library, it seemed like I couldn't get enough of them. I shivered as he dipped his hands under my borrowed shirt and trailed his fingertips over my stomach and up. He groaned. "Jamie..." Cody spun me around, his dark chocolate eyes dilated. "Why aren't you wearing a bra?"
I raised a brow, dropping the towel to put my arms around his neck. "What would be the point?" Dex chuckled behind us before moving into the kitchen area to set his own pizza boxes down.
"She has a point," Taylor said as he came out of his room. Cody's arms tightened around me, and he drew me closer. I frowned up at him, but when he saw my expression, he relaxed his hold.
"So, are we doing pizza and studying then?" I asked, drawing the attention back to me. I didn't know why, but Cody had been acting a little odd lately.
"Yup." Dex opened the refrigerator and retrieved a bottled water. He cracked the seal and drank deeply. "Where's Dare?"
I sighed. "He's working tonight." I tried to keep the pout from my tone. I had three of my guys tonight and I would have been happy to be with any of them. Sometimes, though, I just craved all five of us together. Darren was working more and more lately, trying to save as much money as possible. Moving in with the guys instead of living in the dorms had already helped him to save money. They were all splitting the costs, but after the holiday season, he had admitted that his parents weren't doing too well financially, and he was worried about them.
"Again?" Dex shook his head. "I don't know why. He knows I'll help him out if he needs it."
I frowned at Dex. "Darren isn't that kind of person," I said defensively. "He wants to take care of things on his own. If he takes money from you, it'll feel too much like charity. He knows you won't let him pay you back."
Dex sighed and moved across the apartment’s open space to the couch in the living room. "It's not my money," he said as he sank into the cushions.
I pulled away from Cody's arms and went to him. I put a knee on the couch next to him and waited until Dex looked at me. I leaned forward, touching his hand. "Please don't pressure him," I said quietly. "I think he's more stressed than he lets on and it just makes him feel worse when you offer."
Dex gripped my wrist, put his water on the coffee table and yanked me into his lap. "Baby," he said, nuzzling into my hair, "you know I'll do whatever you ask. I'm just worried about him too. I'll stop offering, but the offer will always be open."
"I think he knows that." I pulled back far enough so that I could press a true kiss to his lips. I opened my mouth and let our tongues intertwine. His breath was fresh and minty. I gasped as he gripped both of my hips and ground into me. He licked the seam of my mouth and then, torturously slow, pulled his lips away from mine. I found myself leaning forward, trying to keep the contact.
"Go grab some pizza, Baby." His eyes were twin flames of deep azure. "Or else you won't get to eat at all tonight." I swallowed and nodded, scrambling up as he released me and flicked on the TV.
"Are you not studying tonight?" Taylor asked as he cracked one of the pizza boxes open and sniffed at the rich meat lovers' delight.
"I finished my homework," Dex called back.
We focused on the pizza, opening up all four boxes and then dispersing porcelain plates – Dex was weird as hell for wanting them. He was lucky I loved him. Pizza was meant to be eaten on paper plates. But relationships were about compromise. Using real plates wasn't that bad. As we sat at the kitchen table, eating our food and pouring through our textbooks, my phone buzzed. I reached into my pocket and pulled it out.
"Can you turn down the TV?" I called, realizing
who was calling. Dex immediately muted it and ambled up to grab another slice of pizza while I answered. "Hello?"
"Is this Jamie Houston?" a soft, proper sounding woman inquired.
"Um...yea – yes, this is she." I bit my lip and waited. There was only one reason the United States Press Association would even bother to call me. It wasn't because I hadn't gotten in, I assured myself. They probably sent emails for those who didn't get in. I held my breath anyway.
"Congratulations Miss Houston, this is Irene with the USPA. We are pleased to tell you that your application for an internship this summer in Washington DC has been accepted."
"Thank you so much!" I had tears in my eyes. I was breathing heavily, and all of the guys were staring at me. I waved my hand at them, trying to calm myself. I couldn't help it, my smile had to be a mile wide.
"You will be expected to tour the facilities well before your internship begins. I see here that you have an extended weekend coming up. Many of our applicants mentioned it in their interviews. We were hoping to select someone before then so that we could have a tour around that time. Would you be able to come to DC in order to tour the facilities of the Washington Post then?" she asked.
"Um..." I drew a blank. I looked at the guys, unsure. We hadn't made any plans yet...oh, who was I kidding? This was a once in a lifetime opportunity! "I can do that, no problem," I said quickly.
"Wonderful, Miss Houston. We'll send a voucher and correspondence via your school email address so that you can buy your ticket. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me at this number."
"Thank you so much," I repeated, still in shock. When I ended the call and looked up, Dex, Taylor, and Cody were all staring at me expectantly. “I’m going to Washington!” I screamed.
"That's great, Baby."