I toss him a wicked grin. “And I suppose I’m the right fit for you?”
“Like a glove.”
Sometimes when he says these things I’m swept away. I forget the negatives in his life because deep down I get to know a part of him that he doesn’t let others see. “Do you mind if I shower before James gets here?”
He nods. “I’d rather you go into this smelling terrible. Can you eat a tuna sandwich in front of him, and also forget to brush your teeth afterwards?”
I can’t help from laughing. “You’ve put some thought into this haven’t you?”
“It’s not every day I share what’s mine.”
“Yours?” I test. “Is that how you see me?”
“I want to.” He shrugs. “Without a doubt.”
I take his chin and hold it as I speak to ensure he pays close attention. He’s squinting as if to read me better, though I don’t hold back. “You can’t have me unless I get you too.”
“Done. You have me by the balls, Macy. You did before you even knew it.”
I like the sound of that, because even at his darkest I’m going to be light. “I’m totally okay with that.”
A knock at the door catches us off guard. Ben looks at me with worrisome eyes. “He’s early.”
All of a sudden I’m petrified. I’m about to sleep with another man while the one I care so much about watches. I can’t see how this will go over well, but it’s something we have to do. It seems ridiculous, but Ben has lived this way too long to give it up without being sure.
I head downstairs before Ben greets his friend. I can’t face him and deal with introductions. I don’t want to know anything about him until it’s over.
I’m trembling while in the shower. When the bathroom door creaks I worry who will be on the other side of the steamed up glass. Ben opens the door and tosses me a concerned glance. “You okay?”
I fake the best smile I’m able to. “Sure. You?”
“We talked. He’ll stop if I need him to.”
“What if I need him to?”
Ben steps into the shower with me in his clothes. He cups my face and brings his lips against mine. We’re standing there together, so distant, yet completely in sync. When he pulls away he stares deeply at me. “I’ll give you some time before I join you. I think it’s better if I avoid the introduction part.”
“How hospitable,” I say in a flip way.
He catches me before I can step out and walk away from him. “Macy, don’t walk away frustrated.”
I take both of his hands and bring them up to hold against my face. My eyes close and I imagine how much he’s going to appreciate me for trying this. I’m doing this for him, but a part of me still remains curious. I’m intrigued by the idea of it. “He’ll never be you.”
He conjures a half-smile as I release my hold on him.
“Do I go in naked, or dressed?” It’s these little details I have no clue what to do with.
“Whatever you feel comfortable with.”
“Come in with me.”
“Are you having second thoughts?” I know he wants me to, but I shake my head.
He begins to remove his wet clothing. Ben is quiet while he strides into the bedroom and puts on a pair of clean boxers. I’m wrapped in a towel and considering just going into the other room this way to make it easier. I don’t want to put on something sexy. Why bother when it’s just going to come off?
“Ben, I won’t go in there without you.”
He sighs. “I heard you.” He takes me by the arm and pulls the curtain away from the double-sided mirror. I haven’t seen this guy since watching him in action years ago at the office. He’s sitting on a chair looking down at his phone as if it’s just another day at the office. I rake him in, his dark features, the facial hair that’s newly trimmed, the crease-line of his pants, and the way he’s opened the top two buttons of his shirt. He’s a handsome man, but no comparison to the way I see Ben.
I breathe in heavily. “I can do this.” As I turn to see Ben I can tell he’s fighting the urge to beg me not to go through with this. “Look at me.” His eyes find mine immediately. “Do you trust me?”
He barely manages to nod. “Yeah.” It’s not his normal voice. It cracks like he’s terrified.
“Let me show you how strong I can be. Let me prove that I can handle this.”
“That’s just it. You already have.”
I take ahold of the elastic on his boxers and pull him even closer. His hot body is pressing against mine. When we kiss it’s powerful. I throw everything I’m feeling into it. Our tongues dance as I provide just enough reassurance to be able to walk away.
Then I take slow steps backward until I’m at the door. “This is for you, Ben. It’s all for you.”
Chapter 26
Ben
When I think back to the first time I was brought into this world I recall the way I felt mentally and physically. Sure, adrenaline fueled me, but what seventeen year old doesn’t want to experience an older woman? Much like Macy, I tried to prepare the best I could. The hardest part for me was keeping it a secret from James. He wouldn’t find out what I’d been involved in until years later, when I’d brought in enough younger women to satisfy new habits.
Together we’d shared plenty of women without a second thought, but this is different. We’d always promised a woman wouldn’t get in between us, but as I watch through the glass I know there will be repercussions.
Macy enters the room still wearing the towel. Remnants of our last kiss remain on my lips. I cross my arms over my chest and prepare for them to meet on their own terms. She takes a quick glance at the mirror before walking over with her hand extended. I flick on the switch to hear the sound. “I’m Macy, obviously.”
“James. Wow, Ben was right about you.”
“He’s spoken of me?” I don’t know why she assumes I wouldn’t. James knows how badly I’ve wanted to fuck her through the years.
“Plenty of times.”
She points to the mirror and waves. “He’s on his way. I just thought it would be easier if we got started without him.”
James gets it, because I’ve given him the rundown. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Macy.” He pauses for a minute and raises her hand to his lips. “This doesn’t have to be horrible. We’ll take it slow, and you can stop if you have to.”
She smiles and nods. “Thank you. I know this isn’t exactly what you’re used to.”
“I owe Ben a lot. It’s my pleasure to help.” He directs the next sentence to the mirror when he suspects I’m still standing behind it. “It’s especially easy when she looks like this.”
I flip him the finger and shake my head. James is as cocky as I am, so this won’t be easy for me. He’s going to make me suffer for all the times I called dibs before he could.
“So, how does this start? Do I lose the towel? Do we both get naked?”
If she weren’t getting ready to nail my best friend I’d find her inexperience humorous.
James chuckles and takes her hand again. “Just come here.” He pulls her close and runs both hands on either side of her face. “Close your eyes.”
Macy does as she’s told, while James brings his lips forward and kisses her on the cheek. Though I can’t see it, I know she’s trembling. She’s scared and as much as I want to save her I know she wants this.
James kisses her a few more times on the neck before backing away. “Focus on Ben. It’ll help at first.”
She licks her lips and nods as he comes back in to kiss her for the first time on the mouth. I have to squint to watch it. It’s already agonizing.
The room they’re in has a new bed. The first time I brought Macy there it only had a chair. It wasn’t planned that way, but the bed had been broken after a wild night. Since I knew, or planned on there not being sex, it was perfect for the occasion. Now it’s set up more like a spare bedroom. There is a new bed at one end, while two chairs sit in two opposite corners.
The
ir kissing continues as James stands and backs himself up to the side of the bed. He sits down and pulls her close to him. I can already tell he’s going to enjoy himself and it pissed me off more. He’s touching her. His hands are coursing down the sides of her arms. He’s hungrily feeding her with assurance in order to work his way to the next step.
James turns Macy around so her back is facing him. Her eyes remain closed, but as he kisses that spot on the back of shoulder they open. She bites down on her bottom lip and tilts her head like she does when I do it.
While James captures her full attention he loosens the towel to allow it to fall at her feet.
I gulp hard and place my hand on the mirror. She’s naked and he’s about to rake in every single detail that I wanted to keep a secret.
He stands and switches the way they were positioned. Now he’s hovering over Macy, who is sitting on the bed. They kiss once, but this time her eyes are open. “Crawl back on the bed.”
James is unfastening his belt. He goes into the nightstand and pulls out a condom, a blindfold and then some leather restraints from the bottom drawer. I can already tell Macy is writhing. She enjoys being tied up and ravaged.
James points to the bedposts. “Put your hands up there.”
“You’re going to restrain me?” She questions.
“And blindfold you. It’ll make it easier.”
Macy nods. “Okay.”
He takes a second to watch as she spreads her arms and prepares to be bound. I place both hands on the mirror and lean into it. I know I should be in there watching, but I can’t bring myself to get close to them, at least not yet.
One restraint goes on and then two, while Macy stares at the mirror. She’s wondering where I am. “Ben. Are you there?”
“Shit.”
I don’t want to do it, but I have to. I leave my bedroom and step into the one they’re in. “I’m here.”
She’s uneasy. “Is this okay?”
I take a seat in one of the corners and look in her direction, but avoid those beautiful gray eyes, because I know I’ll lose my shit if I peer into them. “You’re doing great.”
“You should have told me how beautiful she was, Ben.” James is saying this for Macy’s benefit. I’ve told him plenty of times how stunning she was. “I think you know why I kept her for myself.”
“Selfish prick,” he responds while snapping the last foot restraint.
He holds up the blindfold before getting on the bed to place it across her face. My eyes finally meet Macy’s and she mouths words I’m desperate to hear.
I love you.
It’s the only way I’ll let this charade go on and she knows it.
James finally gets Macy where she has no control. He kisses her lightly on the lips and slides in between her spread legs. She’s at his mercy, and while I struggle to watch I find peace in knowing I can stop this if I have to.
He starts at her ankles, kissing them while working a pathway up her leg. His free hand travels up the opposite thigh and then onward to her abdomen. Her body reacts to his touch, she’s licking her lips and squirming.
When he knows he has her attention he steps off the bed and drops his slacks. He’s stepping out of them while unbuttoning his shirt. His bare ass faces me as he climbs back on the bed to be with Macy. They kiss for what seems like forever. He stops and addresses each of her wrist, kissing away the burn of being forced to remain in one position. He’s slow and gentle, which is what she needs. Little cries escape her as he narrows in on her earlobe and then her neck. He lowers and cups her supple breasts for the first time. Her back arches as each nipple is sucked on. He continues down, his mouth coursing over the base of her pussy. It’s driving me nuts to watch this. I’m finally on the opposite end of this, and it’s a real eye opener.
As James uses his tongue to pleasure Macy I watch it all unfold. It’s agonizing, and for the first time in my life I’m not turned on. I feel like I’m going to be sick. What I feel for her has to be real. There’s no other explanation. I can’t shake it, and I know there’s only one way I’ll be able to handle it.
I amble toward the bed and stop him, holding my finger to my lips so he doesn’t speak. Then I loosen the leather restraints on both of her wrists until they’re free. I slide in behind her and wrap my arms around her torso. My lips come up and whisper in her ear, while James ducks back down and continues on. “I hate this.”
She moans at the same time. “Oh God.” Her hands intertwine with mine as she begins to lose control. Her body writhes above mine and all I can do is hold on and hope I can make it through this.
James is rock hard. He expects to take this the whole way through, though I’m not sure it’s possible. My legs are on either side of Macy’s, which are still attached to the footboard. She’s blindfolded, and unable to move, so I get an idea. I point to her ankles and watch as James unhooks her. As soon as she feels them being freed she pulls them close. I slide out from behind her and point for James to go there in my place. I can tell he’s annoyed, but does as I suggest, because he’s been warned this might not work out to his advantage.
He starts kissing Macy on the earlobe while I climb in front of her. She’s soaked, and I despise that I’m not the one who made it that way. I run my fingers between her folds and lift them until they’re at her mouth. She tastes herself and sucks them in. I bring my face forward and kiss her until she realizes it’s me. She says nothing, but wraps her arms around me and kisses me again.
I pull her by the ass and sit her on my lap. Her legs bend around my back, while James stays in the same position behind her. I pull her down so she’s now lying on top of me. She readjusts and it gives James the opportunity he’s been waiting for. I’ll let him have his way with her ass, but he won’t get the pleasure of being inside of her pussy. We’re kissing again as I lift off the blindfold. Her eyes find mine as I ask, “Are you ready?”
“Yes,” she replies against my mouth.
James positions himself behind her. He’s sitting up, his hands holding onto her hips, while my hard cock finds it’s own way inside of her. I slide in with ease and hear her gradual cries as he fills her empty hole. Her lips stay against mine, her face scrunching up as she braces for the pain before it turns to pleasure.
It’s intense and were both too caught up in each other to worry about James. He’s there to give us both what we need. His pace doesn’t match mine, but it’s close enough. He takes a chunk of her hair in order to control her as he rams into her ass. Macy cries out as we both have our way. It goes on for what feels like hours, but it’s probably ten minutes.
James comes first, slowing us all down while he collapses over her back. As he slides away to remove the rubber, Macy and I start going at it again. I lift her to sit on me and let her take over. She fucks me hard and fast until I fill her with my load. She’s crying against my chest and I hold her as close as possible. “I did it,” she manages to get out.
It’s not exactly the best threesome ever, but it’s enough for both of us. I don’t think I could handle much more, not where she’s concerned. James gets off the bed first. He places his hand on my shoulder. “You’re selfish. I fucking love you, man.”
I nod and watch him gather his clothing. He slips out the door like it was a duty instead of something he enjoyed. He’ll probably wait upstairs until we’re ready to join him. If I know anything about James it’s that he’s a stand up kind of guy. He’d never want Macy to think he was anything but a gentleman.
Once we’re alone I continue to hold her as she cries. “I told you it was a bad idea.”
She shakes her head and peers into my eyes. “It’s not that. I didn’t want to, but I kind of liked it, at least the parts where you were with me. Before I felt you I was afraid I’d have to stop. I wanted to get through it, but I kept thinking about hurting you.” Her hand comes up and runs over my cheek.
“I’m sorry to inform you that it’s never happening again.”
“Don’t say that.
You’re worked up right now,” she whines for my benefit.
“No. I’m sure. There is no way I want you to have to feel what I just went through.”
Macy seems amused. “Ben, were you jealous?”
“Extremely. I wanted to fucking kill him.”
“But you let him be with me.”
“Not where it counts. I don’t ever want another man having that part of you.”
“You’re saying you want to be in a monogamous relationship or just not share certain parts of me? Am I dreaming?”
I shake my head. “I don’t want anyone having any part of you. Listen, before you get excited there’s something I need to tell you. It can’t wait until later. I’ve held onto this long enough.”
When I stand Macy comes off the bed to be next to me. I lead her back into my bedroom where I go straight to my closet. The old box of photos is the best way to start explaining.
“First I want you to know my dad is in the hospital. That’s where I’ve been every night this past week. I don’t know how much longer he has.”
Macy hugs me. “I’m so sorry, Ben. I lost my dad four years ago. I know it’s hard.”
“Were you close?”
“Very.”
I manage a strained grimace. “We aren’t close. I’ve distance myself from my dad from the moment he married my step-mother.”
“Really? Why?”
“He never could see she was the devil. I guess she wasn’t at first. She was wonderful, especially to me. She replaced the mother I never had and spent most of her time making sure I was brought up the right way. I think it was easier to develop a friendship with her since she’s closer to my age than his. Anyway, when I was sixteen everything changed. My dad went on a golf trip with his friends. The following night my stepmother had some friends over. She thought I wasn’t home, but the party I’d been at got crashed by the cops. I remember coming in the door and hearing the moans. I thought maybe my dad came home early, but then it was clear more than one man was in the house. I followed the sounds until I came to their bedroom. The door was left open and I’m standing there staring face to face with three people getting it on, none of them my father.”
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