by J P Books
Parker wins whatever they’re doing, and she laughs and smacks him, getting up to go to the restroom now that she’s free.
As she stands, something comes over me. I don’t want to bring the room back into the anger zone, but I can’t stop myself from grabbing her and pulling her into a protective hug.
She’s surprised, but it only takes a second for her to hug me back as if she can tell that I need her strength just as much as I’m promising her mine. She feels suddenly small and fragile in my arms and I kiss her forehead.
There are tears running down her cheeks and, without thinking, I lean down to kiss them away. She hugs me harder and turns her head towards me, meeting my lips with hers.
We’ve both forgotten Parker is in the room, even though he’s sitting only inches away from us. He hasn’t forgotten though, and he makes a move to get up.
Awkwardly jolting us back to reality, we break apart.
I didn’t plan for that and get a guilty feeling in the pit of my stomach. I don’t want to take advantage of her. I don’t know what she and Parker have with each other. I don’t know what possessed me. All I know is that I don’t want to stop it.
“Don’t let me stop you guys, I’ve gotta get home anyways. Early morning and all that…” he tries to casually leave the room. I just stand there, having no idea what to do.
“No! Parker don’t go! I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened,” she looks at me guiltily, and then at Parker with the same look on her face. She feels like she’s betrayed one of us, I can tell. Maybe both.
“Yeah, don’t go,” I agree with her. “I shouldn’t have done that. It must be the wine talking. Stay. Drink. We’re good.”
Parker looks at me, reading my every emotion. I don’t even realize I’m hard as a rock until he looks at the tent I’m pitching with one raised eyebrow.
He looks at Alexa and his face shows the dilemma he’s fighting with. He doesn’t want to go, but he doesn’t want to cock block me either.
“Please stay,” Alexa moves towards him, with her hands outstretched. He takes one of her hands in his.
“Are you sure?” he asks. “I don’t want to get in the middle of anything.”
She runs her thumb over his hand and I can imagine what it must feel like to have her stroking his skin, wishing she was stroking my skin.
“I’m just so grateful to both of you,” she says, looking up into his face. “Parker, I’ve never known anyone who made me feel like I could trust them completely. I’ve only known you for a few days but you make me feel like you’d do anything for me…” her voice trails off.
“I would.”
She’s looking at him, but I can feel the tension in their gaze and all of a sudden I feel like it’s me who should be getting the fuck out.
But just as the thought crosses my mind, she turns to me, with her other hand held out. Without conscious thought, I reach for it.
“So would I,” I say, meaning it. “We’d both do anything for you.”
“Anything?” she asks, so quietly I can barely hear her. And then I see the fire in her eyes and it sends a rush of heat scorching through my veins directly to my cock.
My eyes dart up to Parker’s, instinctively knowing where this is going and wondering if he’s game. He’s already got a smirk tugging the corner of his mouth, which I take as a yes.
I look back at her and repeat, “Anything.”
The look on her face is rewarding, but the kiss she plants on me is even better. It doesn’t last nearly long enough though.
She breaks away and turns to Parker, who dips his head to take his turn on her mouth. She’s still gripping both of our hands, and she swings them around, pulling us both closer to her.
She pulls Parker’s arm behind her, placing his hand on my ass, and doing the same thing with my hand, so I find myself in the unfamiliar position of grabbing an ass much firmer than the soft, feminine globes I’m used to gripping.
Surprisingly, feeling how hard his ass is, just makes my cock stand up that much straighter. I move in close to Alexa, enjoying the feel of her body against mine. Parker digs his fingers into my cheek and flexes his ass at the same time, grinding against her. She lets out a small moan that sends electricity through my body.
I take my free hand and push her hair to one side, kissing her neck. She moans again and reaches her hand behind her, between my legs, to massage my cock through my pants. I assume she’s doing the same to Parker.
“Too many clothes,” she pants, breaking her mouth free from him.
I take a small step backward and start to unbutton my jeans in total agreement. Parker and Alexa both follow suit and we all start stripping our clothes off. I lean in to reclaim her mouth, but she presses a hand against my chest, holding me back.
She moves back to the couch and sits down, beckoning the two of us to join her. Instead of letting us sit down though, she motions for us to stand in front of her.
Parker gives me a ‘devil may care’ grin and does as instructed. I walk over to stand in front of her, my hard dick inches from her face and my fingers tingling with the desire to feel inside her.
She grasps both our cocks at the same time and softly rubs them. Parker lets out a moan and drops his head back, and a growled “oh fuck” escapes my own mouth.
She smiles in encouragement and takes a firmer hold of me, pumping and massaging it. Her head moves towards Parkers long length and I find myself mesmerized as I watch her take him in her mouth.
He sucks in his breath and bucks into her. One of his hands moves to her hair and the other surprises me by gripping my ass again. His fingers digging into me was hot, transferring the pleasure he was getting from her mouth into the pressure of his hands.
I start fucking the hand that’s stroking me, following the rhythm of her bobbing head.
She pulls back after a minute and moves towards me. Her tongue darts out to lick the drip of precum forming at my tip and I realize why Parker needed to hold onto something. I reach back to grab his ass like he’d done to me, as the only thing stopping me from grabbing onto her head instead.
“Fuck yeah,” he groans, enjoying his turn to watch.
I feel her mouth open, her lips wrapping around my hot, throbbing cock. I want to fuck her mouth so hard, but I hold back, letting her set the pace.
She takes me as fully into her mouth as she can, and sucks.
The noise I make is half whimper half growl and I’d be mortified to let Parker hear it if I wasn’t so fucking lost in the feeling. My eyes are closed and I’m struggling to control my breathing as every beat of my heart brings my dick that much closer to an explosion.
I feel her tongue massaging my shaft and my fingers dig into the hard muscles of Parker’s ass. I’m sure we’re both going to be bruised, and I don’t care.
She pulls off me, and turns back to Parker, giving me a chance to catch my breath.
“Yes,” he moans.
Her hand wraps itself back around my wet cock and I feel a new pressure on my asshole, shocking me into thrusting with the immediate and intense sensation. “Holy fuck,” I groan.
Parker chuckles, but it’s cut off by a moan of his own pleasure.
I’ve never tried ass play myself, most women shying away from the area naturally. I had no idea what it could feel like. Parker’s finger pressing at my hole – not even inside – is making me need. I don’t know exactly what I need, but I fucking need more of it.
“Harder,” I gasp, and I feel her hand tighten around my cock, pumping harder. I feel Parker’s finger press harder, trying to get inside me.
It hurts, but that barely registers against the need for more. “Fuck.” I can feel him inside me now, just barely, and my cock throbs, harder than it’s ever been before. “Holy fuck.”
I feel her move, just seconds before I feel her mouth on my cock again. I instinctively thrust into her mouth, not able to control my body anymore.
Parker s
idesteps towards me to get closer. I realize I’m hogging the attention and enough of my mind clears to offer him some of the same sensations that I’m feeling.
Carefully, I move my hand so that I can press a finger between his cheeks against his hole.
“Yes,” he groans.
I’m surprised at how tight he is.
Pressing into him, trying to get inside, magnifies the feeling of his finger in my own ass. Her mouth bobbing on my cock is almost more than I can handle.
I follow the rhythm of her head, pressing into his ass. His finger inside me takes up the same beat and I can feel myself about to lose control.
Desperately, I force myself inside him, trying to fill my own need.
He grunts but I can feel his opening welcome me finally. We’re both panting, and thrusting.
Alexa pulls back and looks at us both. “You guys are fucking hot,” she whispers. “I want to make you come so hard. I want your come all over me.”
That’s all I need, I’m so fucking close. My hand comes up to grab my own cock. She moves her hand down, making a circle of pressure around my base.
I can feel Parker’s finger inside me and I remember to move my own. I pound into his ass with the same ferocity as I jerk my cock. All I can feel is the need for harder.
I’m seconds away and gasping.
Parker starts to pant “oh fuck, fuck” and that sets me over the edge. I feel the buildup in my balls exploding out, and I blow my load all over her gorgeous tits. The immediate feeling of release that I’m used to comes and goes but the waves of pleasure continue longer than I can almost handle, triggered by Parker’s finger in my ass.
Finally, he pulls out, leaving me gasping. It takes me a second to notice that just as much of the mess comes from him, and I pull my own finger out of his ass, watching his cock twitch with the last of his own explosion.
“Holy fuck,” I manage to say.
“Holy fuck is right,” Alexa agrees with me. “You guys are fucking hot. I’m about to come and you haven’t even touched me yet.”
Cringing, I realize that we had just committed the cardinal sin of getting our own rocks off before satisfying our woman.
She had said it in anticipation though, and casually she lay back on the couch, careful not to let any of the sticky residues slide off her. She runs one hand through the mess and starts to massage her own breast.
I drop to my knees and Parker does the same beside me. I pull her legs towards me, moving one to hang over my shoulders, giving me perfect access to her dripping wet pussy.
“Oh god,” she whispers, “I’m already so close…”
I see Parker dip his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth and her hips buck upwards instantly.
I lean in, eager to taste her. I lick her, moving my tongue from her hot entrance upwards, feeling her thrust again, demanding more.
She’s whimpering already, and I can tell she wasn’t lying. She is close.
I remember the need for more I had felt just minutes earlier. I move one finger to dip inside her, exploring her textured depths.
With the tip of my tongue, I flick her clit. She gasps and makes more whimpering noises.
“Yes, I need it!” I hear.
I start to pound against her with the palm of my hand, my finger deep inside her. I suck the hard nub and hear her cry out. She’s thrusting madly against me and I pick up the pace.
I suck and pound faster until she’s begging. I keep going, faster and faster, sucking at her clit.
“I’m going to come,” she screams, and I suck harder creating as much pressure inside her as I can.
I feel the contractions start and her body jerks wildly. I keep pounding until I feel her hips slacken and know that she’s coming down from her orgasm. I can still feel the throbbing of her hot pussy pulsing around my finger.
I kiss her gently and lick her clean. She jerks every time my tongue flicks lightly against her clit, super sensitive after her orgasm but not moving away.
After a minute, I feel her chuckling and hear Parker join in. Knowing exactly what they’re feeling, I pull back and put her feet on the floor. I stand up and go to the kitchen to grab some towels, wetting one of them with warm water to clean her up.
I return to the living room to wipe up the sticky, hardening mess we made of her chest. Then I carefully raise her up and sit down beside her. She lets her head lay on my shoulder and drapes her legs over Parker as he sits on the other side of her. She puts a protective hand around my soft and still tender package and the three of us sit in totally relaxed silence.
I could feel Parker petting her hair, his fingers brushing against my shoulder with every stroke. It should feel wrong, I think, but it doesn’t.
“You should stay here,” he says, out of the blue. “You have to be our designer. We’ll hire you under any terms you want – contract, as a partner, whatever. We can find you your own apartment or you can stay here. Obviously, staying here is the best choice,” he finishes and I can feel him smiling.
“Aren’t you speaking for Adam quite a lot?” she teases him. “Don’t you think you guys should talk before offering to hire me?”
“No need,” I tell her. “I agree with everything he just said. If it were up to me, you’d never leave this apartment again. But of course, it’s not up to me. What do you want to do?”
She’s quiet for a very long minute, one finger drawing lines up and down my arm as she thinks silently.
“I just have one condition,” she says, and then pauses.
“Anything,” Parker agrees quickly. I chuckle but nod my head too.
“Can we make this,” she squeezes my arm and, I’m guessing, some part of Parker with her other hand, “a job requirement?”
Parker laughs and squeezes her shoulder, and I just turn my head to kiss her firmly on the head.
“You got it, babe.”
EPILOGUE
One Month Later
Parker
I can hear Alexa in the kitchen, tapping on the pans and popping down the lever of the toaster. It’s the most beautiful sound on earth and I groan in pure contentment, stretching my body until every joint feels new again.
“I love it when she cooks,” Adam mutters into his pillow. He’s sprawled face down, looking very much like a lazy starfish. I sit up, grab the pillow that was behind my head, and smack it across his ass.
“We should be helping, you lazy ass,” I say, and hop out of bed to follow my own advice.
Walking naked out of the bedroom, I stroll into the kitchen and take her head in my hands, leaning down for a sloppy kiss, morning breath, and everything.
She holds her hands out, like she’s being held up, one with a spatula in it, and the other carefully holding two eggs.
She laughs into my mouth and I let her go with a grin.
Life has gotten very good in the past month. I love having Alexa around, and she appears to love being here. Adam, well, Adam’s a happy little clam.
We’re almost ready to launch the new business. The three of us have been working around the clock, without even noticing. It seems the only time we stop is when we realize we’re starving or when one of us gets a horny little thought in our heads.
Eat, fuck, work. I honestly don’t know why nobody has labeled this the secret to life yet.
“We going for a ride today?” Alexa asks, and I wonder how I could have forgotten that in my secret happiness equation. She has turned into quite the biker babe.
“Any time you want, sweetheart,” I smile at her. Even though I’ve had her naked and screaming underneath me more times than I can count now, there’s still something crazy erotic about having her breasts pressed against my back, her arms wrapped around my chest, and the rumble of my engine between our legs.
Just as I’m about to start the rumble between her legs, someone knocks on our door.
“Who the fuck is that?” Adam yells from inside the bedroom.
“It’s gotta be a neighbor,” I say, glancing down at my total nakedness. “Nobody buzzed.”
Alexa smacks my ass and moves towards the door. “I’ll get it, you naked perv,” she laughs at me as I duck into the bedroom to throw some pants on. She hasn’t jumped or given a frightened Bambi look at loud noises in weeks, but I still hate to leave her alone in unexpected circumstances.
My ears are on high alert, even though I’m sure there’s no reason to worry. I hop on one leg trying to pull on my PJ pants when I hear a man’s voice and freeze.
“Took me a while to find you, babe. Were you hiding from me?”
I drop my pants and run out of the bedroom butt naked and not giving a shit. I hear Adam burst out of bed behind me.
Alexa is standing at the door, frozen, staring at a tall, lanky man with dark hair. He sees me and his face goes nearly purple with rage.
“Are you fucking around on me!” he screams in her face.
I reach her before he thinks to make a grab for her and yank her back, away from the door.
Adam is there to catch her, and he holds her tightly, turning her head away.
“You need to fucking leave right fucking now,” I growl through my teeth, barely restraining myself from going full postal on this jackass.
“And you need to never, ever come back.”
“Fuck you,” he quips, looking down his stupid fucking nose at me. “Who’s going to make me, a couple of naked twinks?”
My fist hits his face before the last word is even out of his mouth. He flies back into the hall, his hands covering his nose which starts to leak blood. His eyes are wide and I can tell he’s the kind of bully who’s never been hit before.
I’m shaking with rage, but I hold back. I could easily kill him. And say it was self-defense. I wouldn’t even care if I got life for it if I thought he’d threaten her again.
But his face tells me everything I need to know. He won’t come back again. Not this time.
“Leave. Now. And if Adam or I ever see you again – even if it’s by accident – don’t expect to survive it. Now run.”