Triple Major_An MFMM Graduation Romance

by Lana Hartley

  “Eric, I-”

  “You don’t have to say anything,” Eric says, smiling. “I sprung this all on you.” He rubs his temples.

  I place my hand over his, trying to comfort him. “Of course you and Rose are a package deal. I’m honored you want me to meet her. You figure out what’s best as far as doing that without encroaching goes,” I say, nibbling on my lip and feeling myself start to get nervous. “What if Rose doesn’t like me?” Now, I’m worried.

  “Impossible. I think she could meet you right now and you two would have so much fun,” Eric says. His face lights up in a way I’ve never seen before, and for a second, I think I might cry.

  I feel the moisture welling up in my eyes. “I love you, Eric.”

  “DAAADDDDY!!” A squeal breaks through the restaurant.

  A tiny girl in a princess dress, golden hair in little ringlets, runs up and wraps her arm around Eric’s neck.

  An older woman that I would immediately know was Eric’s mom looks at me with a huge smile on her face. It even seems genuine. “Elia!” she says, and she hugs me. Like wraps her arms around me and squeezes me. “So you’re the girl that finally tamed my dastardly son, Eric!”

  “Mom,” Eric says, but he’s smiling.

  “I had a feeling by your secretary’s pissy tone that you were here with Elia. You really should have hired a man, since that girl is so hung up on you that she can’t think straight. And you don’t even notice!”

  A waiter brings a kid’s plastic cup of water and a glass goblet for Eric’s mom.

  “I’m Virginia. So nice to meet you finally. Eric has told me so much about you.”

  Okay, I really am crying now. It takes me a second but I finally sputter out, “I’m Elia.” I wanted to introduce Eric to my parents, but this is incredible. Eric told his mother about me? She brought Rose here, knowing I would be here. This was all a test.

  I kind of love this woman. That’s the ballsy move of a woman that wants her son to settle down.

  Well, me too.

  “Hi Lee-ya!” Rose says. She hands me a picture.

  There’s two princesses and a prince, and she wrote ‘Mommy and Daddy with Rose’ on it. “Don’t cry Lee-ya! Gammaw says you’re probably going to be my Mommy because Daddy doesn’t date any girls but he likes you.”

  “Well, that’s very nice of Gammaw to say. I’m so glad to meet you, Rose,” I say. I know it must be incredibly awkward for Eric, so I decide to put the picture in my purse and start telling Rose facts I know about sharks and random sea life. I read a lot of the fun facts books in the children’s book section, and it seems like they’re finally going to come in handy.

  I haven’t been around kids much except for the ones that come in the store, but I immediately like Rose. She’s smart and loves laughing and really reminds me of myself when I was little. I think she’s just about the sweetest little girl I’ve ever met.

  The one second that I look up from the conversation with Rose, only because I’m grabbing the dessert menu, I see that Eric is holding Virginia’s hand, and they are both beaming.

  Well…I guess they’re both grateful that this didn’t turn out to be a total disaster. I know that I am. For tonight, the problems with work seem to be so very small, because I’m excited.

  If Eric wants it, too, I could be little Roses’s mom. And while I know that Eric is a wonderful parent, I also know that a little girl should have a mom.

  I don’t know if I would be a good mom, but I want to be, and that’s got to count for something. The stakes in this relationship just got incredibly high. I have to make sure that Eric knows that I’m all in.

  “Chocolate cake?” I mouthe to Eric.

  “CHOCOLATE CAKE! Please, Daddy,” Rose says. She folds her hands in her lap and sits pretty, and I swallow the giggle I have at just how cute that whole display was.

  “Yes, Rose, of course you can have something special as a treat for your first day back with Daddy,” Eric says. He beams at his daughter.

  I think my heart could swell right out of my chest, I am so in love right now.

  And don’t judge me, but seeing Eric as a father is the biggest turn on that I have ever seen in my life. If he thought I was turned on before, good grief, my engines are revving now.

  “I have to go!” Virginia says, kissing the top of her son’s head, then Rose’s, and giving me a hug. “So lovely to meet you.”

  “You as well, thank you,” I say, giving her a broad smile. My face is almost hurting from how hard I’m smiling. But I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my life.

  Eric

  When I wake up, I hate discovering that I’m sleeping alone. This is a thing that I used to do all the time, and it’s second nature to me. Sleeping alone used to be the best thing ever; now it’s the fucking worst.

  God!

  Maybe Jessica’s right and Elia’s put a magic spell on me.

  I grab my shorts and then decide to go on a five mile run on the treadmill. I soon change my mind when I enter the room. I grab my sneakers and decide to go for a run around town. Today’s a big fucking day, and I need a clear mind. Ryan's signing over the store and getting the money that he wants, that’s the good news for him. The bad news for me is the fact that everyone’s jerking my chain over it.

  The lawyers.

  Investors.

  Even Jessica!

  It’s such a high risk, and everyone’s not happy about the purchase. But I don’t give a fuck because it’s exactly what I need right now. Something to make Elia happy and I’m determined to do that right now. Nothing and no one will stop me from doing the one thing that I’ve had on my mind for weeks.

  After my run, I feel as if I’m a man on a mission. There’s only one thing I need to worry about today. How to tell Elia that she owns the store once the deal’s sealed. Maybe I’ll take her away and surprise her.

  Fuck!

  I’ll just sign the paperwork and then take it from there. Anything else is sure to drive me insane today. It’s going to be a fucking tough day, but one that I’m willing to face and fight anyone who stands in my way.

  Elia’s going to be over the moon when she finds out the truth. I’m doing this for her. She’ll be the happiest woman in Austin, and that means I’ll be the happiest man. I head into the shower thinking that this time it’ll be a battle worth participating in so the woman that I'm crazy about is happier than she's ever been in her life. As the water pours all over my body, I don’t even turn up the temperature, but keep it cool to keep me in the right frame of mind.

  Prepared and focused on the mission today.

  I come out and decide that I’m going to take out my gray suit. Elia says that she loves me in that suit, and I'm seeing her later on tonight. Elia's worked long and hard, but just not always in the right direction. I hope this helps her find it. I’m just laying the ground for her. She’ll have to roll with it, and if ever she gets stuck, I’ll be on board to give her a helping hand.

  * * *

  I take out the champagne. The one I planned to share with Elia when I told her about today. I wasn’t sure if it was happening today, so I didn’t ask to meet her in my office. Part of me doubted it, something I rarely do, but on this occasion, there were so many things that weren't in my favor. Every fucking deal is always a risk right down to the last minute, but the way that Will was digging dirt on Ryan and he kept disappearing, I didn't think he was going to show up today to sign on the dotted line.

  “Jessica, we fucking did it!”

  She nods. “You did it, and I didn’t think it was going to happen.”

  I sigh, “He must have needed the money and decided that the only way out was to sell. Will said that Ryan didn't stay in his apartment last night.”

  She conquers, “Did you see the look on his face when you said that you were keeping it as a bookstore. He was laughing and mocking you until you put him in his place.”

  I nod. "I'm going to take the store to new heights."

  I
leave out the detail about handing it over to Elia, someone with no experience of running her own business, as I give Jessica the glasses. I shake the bottle and get rid of all thoughts of that disgusting pig, Ryan, putting his hands anywhere near Elia ever again. He’s out of her life for good.

  The champagne spills everywhere and I pour it into two glasses. We’re laughing so hard that we don’t hear the knock on the door or even her voice, and we're startled as Elia enters and says, “Is this a private party or can anyone join?”

  Elia

  Here I stand in the middle of Eric’s office, looking him straight in the eye now that Jessica is gone and I can have my way with Eric. That’s what I came here for and I tell myself not to be paranoid about whatever they were doing.

  My heart is pounding a mile a minute; it’s now or never I tell myself. The sound of him calling my name brings me back from my thoughts.

  “Elia,” he calls out to me as walks from behind his desk. Leaning against his desk, his dark suit takes center stage. The creases are perfectly lined up, and his dress shirt clings to his chiseled chest. Shaking my head, I remember why I’m here. I want him all to myself, that is the only focus right now.

  I slowly saunter over to stand in front of Eric, seductively running my fingers down his neck and moving my mouth so close to his ear he can feel me breathing.

  “Eric,” I whisper, “I have an absolutely naughty idea, can you guess what it is?" My fingers strum up and down his chest toward his slacks as I pull his earlobe into my mouth. With it in between my teeth, I ask, "Do you want to guess, Eric?" The sound of his gasp makes me know that I’m well on my way to completing my mission.

  Pressing my body in my little black dress right up against his leg I tell him,

  “I want you, right here right now, I want you to fuck me.” As the words free themselves from my lips, I hear the lust dripping from his groan. I take hold of the front of Eric’s slacks, making sure to grab his cock with it. Turning my back to him, I tug on his cock as I make him follow me over to his office door. Taking my place behind it, I release my hold on his cock. Eric is stunned, and he slowly turns to stare at me. I mouth to him to close and lock his door right now; it looks as if he’s in a trance as he takes hold of the door, pushes it shut, and turns the lock.

  The sound of that lock clicking into place seems so loud in my ear, making my pussy wet too. Leaving my spot from behind the door, I slowly stalk toward him.

  "You don't have any more patients today, and there aren't going to be any walk-ins?" I have to make sure because my plan doesn't work if someone barges in on this whole inappropriate business and takes it from sexy to a very unsexy caught. It is risky, but this is why I came to his office on a night he told me wouldn't be busy and after his normal clinic hours.

  "Yes, Dr. Vatu is taking any calls I might have tonight because in a few hours, Rose has a dance recital that I want you to go to."

  "I love you so much, Eric. I'm so grateful to be a part of your lives," I say. Seeing Jessica made me pretty damn jealous for a few moments, but I wanted to pounce on Eric before that.

  I am so happy to become part of his family with Rose. The past few weeks, spending time with them both has proven to me that everything I want could be right here, where I want it.

  But we've also been too busy to fit in much more than a quickie... So I'm a little frisky, and that's how I cooked up this whole idea.

  "Good." I place my fingers on Eric’s lips. “Shhhh, don't say other word." I push him down onto the loveseat that sits by his office door. I spin slowly and put my ass right in his face, then I bend over and run my fingers up my legs. Sliding my dress higher up my thigh, I throw a naughty smile over my shoulder as I whip my hair around.

  Eric's fingers reach out to touch the back of my thigh; playfully I swat his hand away. Turning to face him, I slide my dress down off of my shoulders making sure to touch every inch of my skin. I keep my gaze focused on Eric. It isn’t hard to read his face, the show he’s watching he is enjoying a lot, if that bulge in his slacks is any indication. Leaning over Eric his cologne fills my nose, god he smells so good. I slide my heel off and put my foot right in Eric’s lap, my toes caress his cock through his slacks. My hands find their way to the buttons on his shirt, such a shame I’m about to ruin such a nice piece of material. That’s what I think to myself as I yank with all my might and buttons scatter across the floor.

  Eric’s God-like chest is completely at my mercy now, no longer hidden under that fabric. I use my tongue and take my time flicking each one of his nipples as I make my way further down his body. Each touch I place on his skin fills me with a warm tingling sensation. I keep my urges at bay. I want to tease the hell out of Eric. He needs to see he craves the touch of my skin against his and my pussy wrapped around his manhood. Stopping to linger right above his belt buckle, looking deep into his eyes that lustful passion can be seen dancing across them.

  As Eric throws his head back, I take my time releasing his belt buckle. Once undone, I pull it free from its loops and sling it to the other side of the room. Eric lifts up off the loveseat to give me access to yank his pants down to his ankles. The swish of fabric quickly rushing over his skin makes him jump a little. I giggle to myself slightly as I lower my body onto his lap, the fabric of my thong clinging to my wet lips and I gyrate my hips against his shaft. I’m going to make it rock hard before I even put my hands on it. Eric slips his hand down the thin scrap of material that is keeping my honey pot off of him. He lets his hand linger over my lips as he slowly tickles my clit. I return the favor by sliding my hand down the front of his boxers. Working my fingers to play and fondle his balls, they are so heavy to my touch. Stroking the full length of his shaft, it gets harder right in my hand. The head is now pressing against the fabric of his boxers, begging to be released. I free his cock from that fabric prison as I slide down to the floor. Face to face with that massive head, I let the tip of my tongue flick across it.

  I can hear Eric's ragged breaths above me as my tongue traipses up and down the full length of his cock. Covering every inch of that rock hard twelve-inch thick shaft. Slowly I begin to pull his head into my mouth, tightening my lips around it as it slides deeper into my throat. Eric moves his hips trying to match my speed. He grabs a handful of my hair. My tongue twists and spins around his manhood as I whip my head from my side to side.

  His thickness hits the roof of my mouth, sending a shiver through my entire body. Bobbing up and down on his member feels so good I squeeze my thighs tight as I can feel my nectar fighting to escape my pussy. That head becomes slick, and I taste it deep in my throat coating with pre-cum.

  “Fuck!” is the only word Eric is able to utter as the grip on his manhood gets so tight it makes my cheeks tingle. I know it’s close. I’m sending Eric into orbit right where I want him. Pulling my mouth back and exposing his shaft to the cool air of the office, the shudder that courses through his body vibrates through his cock and into my throat. Grabbing me by my arms, Eric frees his cock from the suction like grip of my mouth. Pulling me up to him, Eric shoves his tongue down my throat as his fingers find their way to the sides of my thong. He tugs at it as he slides it off my ass, and the air caresses it.

  I cover his hand with mine as I our fingers together walk down the small of my back. Cupping my ass and squeezing it firmly, we tumble our way toward my hot box. The heat radiating off of it can be felt as we draw closer. I push my tongue into his mouth as we insert our fingers inside my pussy. “Ohh!” I squeal, the cool exterior I put on until now has faded away. The motion of our fingers stuffed inside me makes me gyrate my hips into them. Trying to keep up with the pace of his magic fingers, mine trip and tumble over his.

  I arch my back and put my breasts right against his chest, and I feel the wave crashing against my walls. I can’t keep it at bay for long, and I know it. Four fingers stuffed inside my pussy is sheer bliss, the motion of them moving in a heated competition makes my clit flutter. Breaking the embrace of our
mouths, I bury my face in his neck, kissing and licking on it.

  I pull part of his neck into my mouth as I feel my juices start to flow hard across our fingers. They spin around each other as they are covered in cum. Eric slides our fingers out of my eruption, bringing with him a sheet of sweet, sticky goodness. Bringing our fingers to our mouths, we switch taking the others into their mouth. We look deep into each other's eyes as our tongues slowly caress the tips of our fingers before taking each one into our mouths.

  We make sure to lick each and every finger clean before pulling them free. Working my hips, I manage to press his head against my lips. Under me, Eric moves his hips and stretches me as I slide onto his length. I can’t help it, my primal lust takes full control and I ram his manhood into my secret spot. I ride Eric hard and fast—I don’t want to slow down, I want to fuck him. We writhe and wiggle together, my fingers rubbing my clit. His cock thrusts deeper into my pussy, how can I say no to this feeling? I can’t, I won’t—that’s why I’m here—because I don’t ever want to go without feeling him deep inside me.

  My head falls back as Eric’s hands stroke the sides of my hips. He lifts me up off of his cock slightly as he thrusts his hips and pushes his cock back inside me. Eric’s deep groans can be heard echoing through the office, and I feel those veins popping out of the side of his manhood. Pulling the skin across his head tighter, he can’t keep it silent any longer. His shaft begins to quake, vibrating my insides as it explodes.

  His cock shoots his load of hot creamy goodness deep into my pussy. The sheer force of his intense orgasm forces his cock backward. I run my fingers across those heavy cum-laden balls as they fuel his cock with enough cum to fill my pussy three times. I watch as it rolls down his shaft , landing on top of my fingers and seeping through them to rest on his balls.

  Eric lifts me up off of his manhood completely, sitting my bare ass on the cool surface of the marble coffee table that is sitting in front of this loveseat. He slides off the chair and onto the floor, placing my legs up on each of his shoulders. His tongue tickles the inside of my thigh, up and down his tongue tumbles. Making my legs shake in his hands, they feel like they don’t belong to me.