His voice is strained, too, but I can see it in his eyes. I can hear it. He’s just as desperate for it as I am.
“Please,” I pant, running my hands over him. Wrapping my legs around him. Feeling all sorts of hot and bothered, even though they’ve already made me come twice. “Would you… would you want that, Johnny? Want Matt inside you? Want him to fuck you while you’re in me?”
I know he does, but I am a naughty girl, aren’t I? Because I want to say it.
I want to see what it does to Johnny when I do.
I want to egg Matt on, get him all worked up about the idea, see what happens when he flips into that bossy mode I’m pretty sure Johnny loves just as much as I do in the bedroom.
Johnny groans, his thick cock throbbing inside me, and I rock against him, clutching his ass to pull him against me even harder. To get him inside me even deeper. To feel all that strength and power and size that I’m suddenly greedy for.
And then Matt’s hands are there, too. Running over the hard curve of Johnny’s ass. Pulling him open. Touching him intimately. I can feel it all, and even though I can’t see what Matt’s doing, oh… Lord, I can see Johnny’s face.
“This mine, Johnny?” Matt asks, his voice low and husky and sounding like pure sex.
I whimper, and Johnny’s eyes almost roll back in his head.
“Yesssssssssssss,” he answers, drawing out the word in a long, erotic hiss even though it’s a rhetorical question, and we all know it.
Johnny buries his face against my neck, the heat of his hard, panting breaths skittering across my skin and shooting straight down to my core.
“You want this just as bad as Eden does, don’t you, Johnny?” Matt asks, and I can hear in his voice how bad he does. “You want us to do it this way? You want me inside you? Want to feel me fuck you?”
Johnny nods, mouth open and hot against my collarbone.
“Love… love your cock, Matty,” he pants, arms tightening around me as he shifts position. Spreads his knees. Drives himself deeper inside me as he opens up for Matt to take him. “Want it.”
I hear the snick of the lube bottle—my boys came prepared—and then Johnny’s kissing me. Cock sliding in and out just enough to tease me with short, stuttering little thrusts as he whimpers into my mouth.
Matt’s stretching him open.
Touching him.
Egging Johnny on as he tells him how good he feels… as he pushes a finger inside him, just like he did with me… whispering the dirtiest, most delicious things… and after a minute, adding another finger.
Johnny stiffens, then groans.
“Jesus Jesus Jesus,” he chants, eyes squeezed closed as his huge body jerks against me, flushed and hot and vibrating with both power and need. “Want this. Want it.”
“Can’t wait until it’s my cock,” Matt growls over the slick sound of his thrusting fingers. “You’re so fucking tight, Johnny, Christ.”
Johnny’s panting hard, and Matt leans over Johnny’s back so that I’m pinned under the weight of both of them, forcing Johnny’s head up so he can kiss him while Johnny grinds back against those fingers, fucking himself on them while he fucks me, too.
I moan, arching up underneath them, and Johnny gasps, shuddering.
“Oh, fuck,” he says, bucking against me even harder. “More, Matty. Jesus fuck. Please.”
I guess it’s true that guys have something like a G-spot inside them, and oh, Lord, there’s no doubt at all that Matt just found it.
“You like that, baby?” Matt asks, doing something that has Johnny practically sobbing. “You want it harder? Want more? Ready for my cock now?”
“Please,” I beg, shaking now. “Oh, God, please Matt. Please fuck him. Fuck him right now. Fuck him right into me. Matt, please—”
Johnny cuts me off by taking my mouth again, and a moment later, I feel it.
Matt enters him.
Johnny’s entire frame tightens up as Matt groans with pleasure, the sound drawn out into a timeless, endless moment that has my whole body quivering in response. And then the tension in Johnny gives way to a deep, full-body shiver, wracking his body from head to toe.
“Oh God,” he gasps, shuddering on top of me. “Fuck, Matty, fuck.”
“That… that good for you, Johnny?” Matt grits out, sounding wrecked. “You good? You good, baby?”
Johnny makes the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard—half whimper, half groan, pure yes—and then Matt starts to move.
Slowly at first, then faster.
Thrusting harder.
Driving himself deeper.
Leaning over Johnny… kissing the back of his neck as Johnny’s hot mouth takes mine… hands moving from Johnny’s hips to mine and back again… stroking us.
Fucking us.
Forcing Johnny to turn his head so Matt can kiss him, too.
They rock above me in perfect sync, Johnny letting Matt set the pace at first. Taking Matt’s cock with shuddering gasps and low, needy groans. Letting Matt fuck the both of us, his thrusts sending Johnny’s cock deeper into me, driving me into the mattress, grinding against all the spots inside me that light me up.
That have me begging.
That send me closer and closer to the edge I know they’re going to make me fly from… the same edge both my boys are rushing toward themselves.
We’re going to soar.
And suddenly Johnny’s not just taking it, he’s chasing it. Thrusting himself back onto Matt’s cock with hot, dirty curses, driving himself forward to bury his hard length inside me, doing it over and over until I’m clawing at him, my whole body shaking with the soul-deep need that the two of them are building inside me. The delicious tension that has me close to snapping… shattering… breaking into a million pieces that only fit here, with these two perfect, perfect men.
I’ve never been fucked like this.
“Oh God,” I gasp, starting to come apart. “Oh please, please please pleasepleaseplease.”
“So… good,” Matt growls, going up on his knees behind Johnny. He slams forward again and again, pounding into Johnny faster and faster, and just when I don’t think I can take it, he grits out an order to the both of us. “Come. Fucking Christ. Come for me. Both of you.”
I already am.
I’m lost.
It rushes through me and swirls me into pure bliss, and then Johnny’s cock is swelling inside me, taking me even higher. His arms tighten into two steel bands around me and he’s groaning. Hot breath shuddering against my neck as he fucks me through it and then that huge body locking in pleasure, pinning me down as the wave takes him, too.
Matt cries out, cursing up a blue streak and slamming us both into the mattress, the last to come… and this is it.
This is perfection.
The three of us, joined just like this, hearts connected by the infinite loop of our love. And the most perfect thing of all?
Today isn’t the end, the way I’ve thought for so long.
It’s just the beginning.
27
Matt
Blindfolding Eden and getting her here to the firehouse has got to have been some of the funniest shit me and Johnny have ever pulled. Funny… and yeah, it also gave me a few ideas for some things we’ve gotta try at home one of these days.
You’d think my dick would be sated after what the three of us got up to at the crack of dawn this morning, but damn. I’ve wanted Johnny like that for a while now, just wasn’t sure he’d be into it. And truth is, around those two? Guess I don’t just want him one way or her another, I want them both all the ways, all the time.
I don’t know that I’ll ever get enough.
Johnny leans over all casual-like as the two of us watch Eden.
She takes my breath away.
She’s beautiful.
She’s glowing.
“Was that a tear I saw there, bro?” Johnny whispers, smirking.
“Fuck off,” I say, because I have to, right? Truth is though, taking that b
lindfold off Eden and watching her face when the whole crew yelled out “happy birthday”? Not gonna lie, I did get a little choked up. And yes, fine, I may have even gotten a little more than just choked up—may have actually teared up the tiniest bit, not that I’m formally admitting anything here—when Eden caught sight of her Aunt Maria a minute ago.
Our girl lost it. Ugly crying for a minute, but also looking fucking radiant at the same time. And yeah, I do think that’s beautiful, even with her face a little blotchy and her makeup smudged.
Can’t help it. Guess that’s love, yeah?
But for real, making her happy, taking care of her like that, pretty sure that’s what I’m built for. I don’t need a crazy bucket list to feel like I’m living life to the fullest, not as long as I’ve got her and Johnny. They’re mine, and I’m theirs, and there’s honestly nothing else I need in life, far as I’m concerned.
Eden finally pulls her aunt over to meet us, and I’m all set to be on my best behavior when Maria pulls me into a hug, kissing my cheek, then does the same to Johnny.
“So you’re the two hot firefighters who are keeping my Eden’s sheets warm, hm?” she asks after the handsy greeting, grinning up at the two of us.
My jaw is on the floor, and Johnny looks fucking adorable, all flustered and tongue-tied. Eden’s blushing, too, but she just laughs and covers her eyes for a second, lowering her voice as she hisses out a scandalized-sounding: “Auntie Maria.”
“What?” Maria responds, not lowering her voice at all. Her eyes are sparkling, and there’s nothing but goodwill rolling off her as she pulls Eden in for a quick, one-armed hug. “Don’t be shy about it, baby girl. Look at them! I can’t blame you, and I’m not going to say I’m jealous, but I will say you should hold on tight and think about not letting go. The way they set this all up for you?”
She sweeps a hand out, encompassing the station and all the guys. The music. The food. It’s not super fancy, but it’s not bad if I do say so myself.
Maria’s still clearly talking to Eden, but she pins me and Johnny with her gaze. “Looks like love to me, hm?”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny answers promptly, all but saluting.
I bite back a laugh at that, not that I can blame him for how he’s reacting to her, of course. Maybe it’s all those years in the Navy? Eden’s aunt is small, but I wouldn’t want to cross her.
“We’re hoping to hold on to Eden, too,” I tell Maria, part of me a little amazed at the direction this first conversation is starting out in. “Permanently, I hope, long as Johnny and I don’t fuck it up.”
Maria’s smile gets even wider, and she nods in approval, then beckons me closer.
“Just be advised,” she says, still smiling but with a hard glint in her eye that has my spine straightening out of respect. “If either of you so much as puts a hairline fracture in her heart, I promise to unleash the full fury of hell upon both of you, is that clear?”
She cuts her eyes at Johnny to include him, too, and I see him go pale and nod.
She turns back to me.
“Trust me,” I say, meaning it with all my heart. “I’d die first. No one’s hurting either Eden or Johnny, not on my watch.”
“Aw,” Maria says, eyes instantly softening as she pulls me in for a hug again. “I knew I liked you boys. It’s official. I approve, not that you should give a shit about that, but you’re family now, okay?”
And then I really do get choked up for a second. I guess I didn’t realize that Eden had told her aunt about us quite so openly, but you know what? After what went down with my dad, it feels good to have some familial support, even if it’s not from my own.
Chief comes over to wish our girl a happy birthday, and hello—he’s got more than a spark of interest in his eyes when Eden introduces him to Maria. My guess is that’s part of his motivation as he drags the two Evans women off to meet some more of the guys, and based on the looks he’s getting back from Eden’s aunt? Just saying, maybe Maria will be visiting Boston more often than not, if things heat up there the way I can see the potential for between those two.
“How’d Eden turn out so sweet when her aunt’s got my balls shriveling up with just one look?” Johnny asks, shoving his hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels as we watch them make the rounds. He’s smiling, though, and I can tell he doesn’t mean it.
Well, I mean, he does, but I can also tell he likes knowing Eden’s got that in her corner just as much as I do.
Truth is, Johnny’s family ain’t bad, but they’re definitely a total letdown when it comes to taking care of him the way he deserves. They always have been, like he was some kind of afterthought that they kept forgetting about. All the better for me, I guess, since me and mine took him in, but now? We aren’t close with the Johnsons and never will be. Mom is great, but at this point I doubt she’ll ever be around for more than a hot second, what with how much she likes exploring new places. And my dad is… well, you know.
I’m just not gonna think about it.
So basically, we’ve got no family but the three of us, you know?
And now Maria, even though she’s not around on a regular basis.
And, of course, the boys at the station.
I look around, watching Bill and Jimmy and their wives out on the makeshift dance floor, cutting a rug. Asher and his fiancé joking around with some of the other guys by the buffet table. Chief already with his arm around Maria and saying something that makes Eden blush so pretty my heart squeezes at the sight.
Hits me all of a sudden that yeah, this is our family… and here I am standing next to the man I’m in love with, watching the girl we’re both in love with, and something’s wrong. Asher’s got me beat, holding his man’s hand like that and making no bones about the fact that they’re together. But me and Johnny? Here I am, all determined to be us, to live out and proud and fuck what anyone thinks, including my dad, and I can’t share this with the only other family I’ve got? The one here at the station?
Are him and me always gonna be hidden, right here in this one place that I know we’ve both felt at home since day one?
That… sucks.
And what sucks even more? For a second, I’m not sure I’ve got the balls to risk rocking this particular boat.
“You okay, bro?” Johnny asks me quietly, leaning close, but not touching me, of course. Catching on right away that something’s not right for me, because there’s no doubt that he loves me right back just as hard, but obeying this unspoken agreement that despite everything else we’ve done—despite me being inside him, just a few hours ago—we’re still just buds or something here at the station.
Fuck that.
Maybe it’s prophetic or something, but Asher looks over and catches my eye at that very moment, throwing me a wink. It either bolsters my courage or sends my good sense right out the window, but either way, I don’t let myself stop to think, just reach over and pull Johnny’s hand out of his pocket, twining our fingers together and holding tight, palm to palm.
He looks at me, startled—looking a bit like a hot-as-fuck deer in the headlights, if you want to know the truth—and I lean in and plant a quick, hard kiss right on his mouth, in front of God and everyone.
Not gonna lie, doing it kinda scares the shit out of me, but it also eases something tight in my chest that I didn’t even realize was restricting me like that until this very moment. I don’t look around yet to see what kind of reactions we’re getting, but holding Johnny’s gaze for a second, I already know that no part of me is gonna regret this, regardless.
He’s still all deer-in-the-headlights, but he’s also mine, and seeing it so clearly in his eyes, that’s everything.
I grin at him, squeezing his hand.
“I’m okay now,” I say, answering his question now that I can. “Better, at least.”
He blinks, a dusky pink stain spreading across his cheeks as his hand tightens in mine, but he doesn’t pull it away.
“Okay,” he says, swallow
ing hard but definitely smiling, too. “Okay, then, Matty. We’re doing this, huh? Right here?”
“We’re doing this everywhere,” I tell him, pulling him a bit closer as Eden, her aunt, and the chief circle back around to us. “This is who we are, Johnny, yeah? And anyone who has an opinion can either get on board or get the fuck out of the way.”
And now he’s glowing just like Eden was earlier, and when she reaches us? Guess the three of us are a happiness hat-trick.
“Best birthday present ever,” Eden says, her eyes flicking down to my and Johnny’s hands before she comes up on her tiptoes and gives us a pair of hot kisses that no one could mistake for anything other than what they are.
Our girl, staking her claim, too, to both of us.
Chief clears his throat, raising an eyebrow, and I raise mine right back.
I respect the man, I do, but like I just said to Johnny, on-board or gtfo. As far as I’m concerned, those are the only two options on the table.
“Come on now, guys. Gotta keep the party family-friendly, don’t we?” Chief says in a low voice, glancing around and double-taking when he sees the hard look Maria’s giving him. He clears his throat again, backpedaling at full speed under the weight of it. “Not that we aren’t inclusive and all here, of course. We’ve got Campbell and his fiancé as part of the station family now, you know.”
“Nothing more family-friendly than people who love each other, last I checked,” Maria says, crossing her arms over her chest and giving Chief a look that makes me want to salute.
“Right. Completely. Agreed on that one, Maria,” Chief says. His eyes flick down to me holding Johnny’s hand again, and he claps me on the shoulder, winking. “Guess what I should’ve said is, we are a family here, you know that, Lopez, Johnson. Anyone gets out of line, I’m not gonna put up with it any more than I did when Campbell came on board. You just let me know, okay?”
“I knew I liked you, Kenneth,” Maria says, hooking her arm through his. “Do you like to dance?”
Takes me a second to realize “Kenneth” means the chief, but by then, Maria’s got him heading to the dance floor and Eden’s snuggled right up to me and Johnny with a gorgeous smile on her beautiful face.
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