by Lisa Bilbrey
“Yes, I thought so,” Elle murmured, stroking his hair before tightening her grip and pulling his mouth off of her. “But I want more. I want your ass.”
“Yes, please,” Callum whimpered, reaching for her again, but she scooted away from him. “Baby!”
“Patience, lover,” she tittered, before walking over to Derek and Sadie. Though he was watching her with lust and desire, Elle bypassed Derek and grabbed Sadie’s arms, and pushed her onto the bed.
“Elle!” she squealed, laughing when she climbed on so that she was hovering over Sadie.
“I need to taste your pussy.” And before Sadie could say anything, Elle shimmied down her body and gave her pussy a long, slow swipe with her tongue.
“Elle!” Sadie gasped.
Smiling against her wet slit, Elle shifted her eyes up to hers, snaking her tongue out once more and lapping at her sweetness. “You’re divine.”
“You’re driving me wild,” Sadie moaned, arching her hips toward her. “Don’t stop.”
“Ah, baby, I want nothing more than to spend all night licking your cunt, but those two need our attention. We can’t leave them out, can we?” Elle lifted an eyebrow as she looked over her shoulder at Derek, who was still standing there with his hands moving up and down his cock.
Elle slid off the bed and sauntered over to him, placing her hand on his chest. “I want you to fuck her, lover. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes,” he moaned, trying to grab her ass, but Elle moved out of his way. “Beautiful!”
“Fuck her,” she demanded.
Derek gripped her arms, pulling her body against his. He crashed his lips against hers, his tongue invading her mouth as he ground himself against her. Tearing his mouth away from her, he climbed onto the bed, gripped Sadie’s legs around her knees, and pulled her toward him. Derek lifted her hips off the bed and sheathed himself inside of her.
“Oh, God!” Sadie cried, her back arching off the bed.
Elle smirked as she walked over to them, placing her hand on Derek’s lower back, causing him to look over his shoulder at her. “Bend over.”
“But,” he stammered, his eyes looking from her to Callum, who was still kneeling on the floor, but watching them closely.
“Trust me, and bend over,” Elle said, stroking his skin softly. Though she could tell he was uncertain of what she was about to do, Derek did as she instructed and bent over, opening himself up to her. “Good boy.”
Elle reached over to the nightstand and picked up the bottle of lube. She squirted a hefty amount on her fingers before sliding them between his ass cheeks, pressing a single finger inside him.
“Fuck,” he groaned, his hands tightening on Sadie’s legs.
“You like that?” Elle asked, pressing her finger in deeper before sliding almost all the way out.
“Yes,” he howled.
Elle smirked as she added another finger, and then another, stretching the tight muscles. Once he was nice and ready, she reached over to the nightstand, this time picking up a condom. She placed it on the bed, and then turned to Callum, who was watching them with need and want, lustful desires.
“Come here,” she cooed, curling a finger at him. He scrambled to his feet and rushed over to them, climbing onto the bed behind Derek, who’d stilled his hips against Sadie. “Let’s get you ready.”
Callum groaned as Elle ripped the foil package open and tossed the empty wrapper onto the nightstand. She wrapped her hands around his cock, sliding her fingers along him a few times before rolling the condom down his hard shaft.
“You ready?” she asked.
“Yes,” both Callum and Derek replied together, causing Elle to laugh.
“Good, good,” she murmured, shifting on the bed so that she was on her knees.
Callum placed one hand on Derek’s hip while the other gripped his cock, pushing his hips forward so that he was pressing against Derek’s ass. “Babe.”
“I know, dude,” Derek groaned. “I love you, too.”
As Callum began to press himself into Derek, Elle couldn’t stop the gasp that fluttered out of her mouth. They were beautiful together. Her lovers, all three of them. Their bodies moved like they were dancing, giving and taking, need and want, love and forever. She was mesmerized by the way they touched and caressed each other, always so gentle, yet domineering.
“Your ass, babe.” Callum brought his hand up, slapping Derek on the ass.
“Jesus!” Derek yelped.
“Sorry,” he laughed, kneading the tender flesh. “It feels so fucking good.”
“Just give a guy some warning before you spank his ass,” he grumbled.
“Next time, babe,” Callum teased.
“Enough talking!” Elle laughed “More fucking.”
“Yes, ma’am,” the three of them replied.
Elle climbed off the bed and moved so that he was standing behind Callum, her hands ghosting along his ass. He shivered and looked over his shoulder at her.
“You ready for me, lover?” she asked.
“Yes,” he murmured, spreading his legs and bending over Derek as much as he could.
Once again, Elle picked up the bottle of lube from the bed, drizzling it over her fingers. Tossing it back onto the bed, she placed her fingers against Callum’s ass, pressing her finger inside. Like Derek, he mewled, his body tensing for just a split second before he relaxed. Slowly, she began to prepare him, adding two more fingers as she readied him to take her.
Elle’s heart was racing as she removed her fingers and placed the tip of her silicone dildo at his opening. Placing her hands on his hips, she thrust forward, filling him quickly.
“Oh, my God,” Callum yapped.
“Do I need to stop?” she asked.
“Fuck no!” he growled. “Don’t fucking stop, baby. Feels so good.”
“For me, too,” Elle murmured, pulling her hips backward before pushing forward again.
She set the rhythm for the four of them. With each shift of her hips, she nudged Callum deeper into Derek, who filled Sadie at a new angle. Labored breathing, grunts, and groans, hands pawing at each other, lips finding purchase on any part of the body they could reach. Love and passion. They were perfect.
One by one they found their releases. Sadie was the first. She grabbed Derek’s hips, clawing at his skin as her scream filled the air. Derek was next. He shuddered, and the reaction caused Callum to cry out as he found his release, leaving Elle to get hers. The friction from the vaginal plug and the combination of the straps rubbing against her had her quivering as she found her climax.
As they detangled themselves from each other, cleaned up, and climbed into bed for the night, Elle snuggled up next to Callum, soft peals of laughter tumbling out of her mouth.
“What’s so funny, beautiful?” Derek asked.
“Not funny, per se, just …” She bit her lip as she trailed off and leaned up so that she was able to look at all three of them. “Tonight, being the one in control, I kind of liked it.”
“Oh, we could tell,” Sadie giggled, lobbing her head to the side and looking at her. “What’d it feel like? To take him like that.”
“Amazing,” she and Callum said together, and all four of them laughing.
“It’s nothing compared to having Derek inside me,” Callum added. “He fits better, but knowing that I was inside him, while Elle was taking me, I just … felt … God, I don’t know, fulfilled? Does that make sense?”
“Yeah,” Derek murmured. “That’s how I feel every time the four of us are together. Whether it’s sexually like this, or just watching a movie or eating dinner, it’s knowing that if I have a bad day, you’re here.”
“Always,” Sadie whispered, leaning over and kissing him.
Thirty
Elle slid the top photo off the stack in front of her and placed it on her desk. One month had passed since construction started, and so far, everything had been going smoothly. The first ten houses were well underway, and if the crew kept the
ir pace, they wouldn’t have any problem having three-quarters of the development complete in the next eleven months.
The Asciari Brothers were keeping Elle, Derek, Callum, and Sadie up-to-date on their progress, going as far as sending them weekly snapshot of their work, and Elle knew it was mostly in an effort to ease her obsessive compulsion to be on site daily. Elle knew it was silly, but seeing the houses being put together, made her feel much more relaxed.
“No, no, no,” Sadie snarled into her phone, and causing Elle to look over at her. “Monday is too late. I need to come in today … I understand that, but … Fine. First thing, though … Okay … Okay, thank you … Yeah, you, too,” she scoffed before ending her call and tossing her phone onto her desk. Sadie turned her chair around, placed her elbows on top, and leaned her forehead against the palm of her hands.
“No openings?” Elle asked.
“Dr. Trainer is out of the office until Monday, and his PA is swamped. Stupid-ass flu,” she muttered, looking over at her. “Apparently the office is full with sickos, which means I’m tough shit out of luck.”
Elle frowned. Sadie hadn’t felt good in several days. She was tried, queasy, and she’d had a horrible headache. In fact, Derek and Callum had threatened to cancel their trip to L.A. because she was feeling so horrible, but they’d had this meeting planned with a huge developer who was searching for a team to design their new apartment complex, and had called and asked specifically for Derek and Callum. With the bulk of Alvarez Park underway, they needed to start searching for new projects, and this one had great potential. But they hadn’t wanted to leave Sadie when she needed them, and had been calling and texting constantly.
“Still not feeling any better?” Elle asked.
Sadie shook her head, and picked up her bottle of water, taking a small sip. “I just can’t seem to shake this bug.”
“Hmm,” Elle hummed, shifting her eyes down to her calendar. “It’s been what? Five days?”
“More like seven,” she groaned, laying her head on top.
Picking up her calendar, Elle began counting backward. One, two, three, four, five, all the way until fourteen. She checked her math three more times before placing the calendar back on her desk and standing up.
“Come on,” she said, grabbing her jacket off the back of her chair and putting it on.
“Where are we going?” she asked, lifting her head up just enough to look at her.
“To a drug store.”
“Why?” she questioned, slowly.
Elle sighed before she replied, “Because I know your body better than you do, lover, and your period is two weeks overdue.”
Sadie’s eyes flew open as she grabbed her planner and flipped it open, searching through it until she found her calendar. Elle watched as fear crept over her features as she dragged her finger over each day.
“Oh, my God,” she murmured. “How? I’m on the fucking pill, for fuck sake!”
“It’s not a hundred percent effective, Sadie,” Elle told her, earning a glare. “Sorry. Of course you know that already.”
“Maybe I’m not pregnant. Maybe it’s just … I don’t know … stress?” Sadie whimpered.
“Oh, sweetie.” She sighed, walking over and sitting on the edge of her desk. “It’s okay.”
“No, it’s not,” she cried. “We aren’t ready for a baby!”
“Look, we don’t even know if you are pregnant. Let’s go get a test, and then we can go from there. Okay?”
As Sadie’s eyes and she nodded, a tear slid down her face, dropping off her chin and onto her blouse. “I’m scared, Elle.”
“I know,” she murmured. “Me, too.”
Twenty minutes later, Elle and Sadie were parked in front of a drugstore two miles from where they worked, though neither of them had made any effort to climb out of the car. And for the first time in the seven months since they had met Derek and Callum, Elle was glad they hadn’t been in the office with them. Sadie was a hot mess, and Elle understood her fears. They hadn’t talked about having babies, at least not seriously.
Elle knew eventually they’d get married, and start their family, but with the real possibility that Sadie was pregnant, reality felt like it was crashing down on them. Could they continue their relationship with Derek and Callum as it was? Or would a line be divided, separating the four lovers into two couples who were once passionately in love with each other?
“Well,” Sadie groused, “guess it’s time to put my big girl panties on, right?”
Elle smiled. “You want me to go get one?
“Yes, but no. How about we go together?”
Reaching over, she took hold of her hand, giving it a squeeze. “Always.”
Minutes later, they were standing in front of a series of long white shelves with dozens of pregnancy tests, and Elle had no clue which one to pick. Sticks and cups, digitals and lines, plus signs and blues and pinks — none of them were screaming, ‘pick me.’
“Oh, for fuck sake!” Sadie exclaimed, throwing a hand in the air. “How the fuck am I supposed know which one to get?”
“Humph,” chirped a woman from the next aisle, and a moment later, Elle and Sadie saw her walking by with a little boy, who couldn’t be much older than three, trailing behind her. “Such language.”
“Yeah, yeah; whatever,” Sadie muttered under her breath.
“You need to calm down, sweetie,” Elle said, bringing her hand up to her face. “How about I pick three?”
“Why three?” she asked, lifting an eyebrow.
“Well, if you only take one, you’ll be constantly wondering if the result is real or not. And if you take two, one might come out positive and the other negative, so I figure three would be the best choice.”
Sadie smiled. “God, I love your rational way of thinking.”
“Aw, thanks,” Elle snickered, leaning in and kissing her cheek. “Now, you ready do this?”
“No,” Sadie breathed, “but let’s do it anyway.”
“No matter what the tests say, you’re my girl.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I needed to hear that.”
“You’re welcome.”
Elle pulled three of the most expensive boxes off the shelf, figuring that when it came to finding out if one was having a baby or not, cheapest wasn’t always the best policy. Along with a large bottle of water, Elle led Sadie up to the front and placed the items on the counter, ignoring the leering coming from the man standing on the other side of the counter. When he grabbed the first of the three tests, he smiled and Elle noticed the gap where his two front teeth once were.
“Need anything else?” he crooned.
“Um, no,” Elle muttered, tossing some cash onto the counter.
“All righty,” he said, passing her over her change. “Come back and see me.”
“Yeah, okay.” Sadie slapped her hand on the counter and grabbed the plastic bag, dragging it off the counter.
Elle smirked as she slid her arm around Sadie’s waist and courted her out the door, laughing as they walked over to the car. She instructed Sadie to drink the water on the way back to house, which she did begrudgingly.
When they arrived at the house, Sadie grabbed the bag with the tests in them and took off running into the house, yelling something about using the guest bathroom since it was closest. Elle settled on the couch and waited.
And waited and waited and waited.
Time felt like it had stopped, and for several minutes, Elle wondered if Sadie had climbed out of the window and ran away.
She had just stood up to go check on her, when Sadie walked into the living room with all three tests clutched in her hands. However, Elle didn’t need to see the tests to know the results. The tear stains on Sadie’s cheeks and the devastation in her eyes told her all she needed to know: they were having a baby.
“Oh, honey,” Elle murmured, reaching out for her. Sadie almost fell into her arms, her body shaking with her muffled sobs. “Shh, it’s okay.”
“I’m not ready for to be a mother,” she cried.
“Well, I guess it’s good that you’ve got a few months to get ready,” she replied, pulling her to sit on the couch with her. “Unless …”
“Unless what?” Sadie shifted her attention up to hers, tears still glistening on her cheeks.
“It’s your body. Your right to choose,” Elle whispered.
Sadie gasped. “You’re not suggesting that I have an abortion, are you?”
“I’m just saying that it’s an option. You know, if you really don’t feel ready to do this,” she insisted.
“No, no, I couldn’t,” Sadie mumbled, her hands coming down to rub her stomach. “This baby, this little person, inside of me was created from our love, Elle. Mine, yours, Derek, and Callum’s. How could you even suggest that I get rid of it?”
“I wasn’t,” she chattered. “I just don’t want you to feel forced to keep the baby. By me, or them.”
“I don’t.” Sadie smiled. “I’m scared of how they’re going to react, but we’re strong enough to handle anything, or anyone, that comes along. Right?”
“Yeah, I think so,” Elle responded. “So you’re okay now?”
“I’m …” Sadie trailed off. “I don’t know. I’m worried about how Derek and Callum will react when we tell them. We’ve never really discussed how we would do this parenting thing. I don’t even know who the father is. Could be either of them.” She paused. “Maybe even you.”
Elle laughed softly. “Pretty sure we can count me out of consideration on that front, Sadie.”
She shifted her attention up to Elle’s. “Do you think they’ll be happy?”
“Of course they will be,” she lied because deep down inside, she wasn’t sure how Derek or Callum would feel about becoming fathers.
When Elle and Sadie returned to the office, they were surprised to find a large bouquet of roses sitting on each of their desks. While Sadie’s were yellow, Elle’s were blue, and exactly like the ones they’d sent her the morning Helina surprised her by arranging for her painting to be displayed alongside Matisse’s collection.