by Smoke, Lucy
"I don't need luck," she replied as the door closed behind me. Whether she needed it now or later, I still wished her luck. As I returned to the table I took Cody's hand and pulled him up.
"Are we leaving?" he asked.
I nodded.
The girl in the white dress stopped us. "They haven't announced who they're accepting for the internship," she said.
I shook my head. It didn't matter anymore. "I'm not feeling well," I lied.
"Oh," she sat back. "Well, I'll let them know if you want. I'm sure they'll call everyone anyway. A couple of people who live in the area couldn't make it."
"Thank you," I replied. "I appreciate that."
She nodded once more as I tugged Cody away, towards the entrance of the big ballroom and into one of the nicer hotels the Post had rented for the occasion. We moved towards the front of the building and then out into the street. Cody's hand remained in mine even as we flagged down a taxi and got in.
"Is everything okay?" he asked. I turned to him and, grasping his face, pulled him to me for a kiss. When I finally let him go, he blinked at me. "What was that for?"
I smiled. "It was for being you. Thank you for being with me."
He laughed. "Jamie, Honey, I love you. You don't have to thank me for being with you."
I shook my head, grinning. "I'm still going to say it. And Cody? I love you, too."
Cody pulled me against him and kissed me again before we settled back into the seat of the taxi that sped us toward the other parts of my soul. My guys.
Chapter 10
“Hey, how’d it go?” Taylor asked as Cody and I entered the suite. I threw my purse on the couch and flopped next to him.
“We left early,” Cody answered, tugging off his tie – or rather, Dex’s tie. Cody hadn’t packed for an awards ceremony, and he had borrowed a suit from Dex. Dex hadn’t really planned on it either – he was just always prepared.
“What’s that?” Taylor asked, gesturing to the placard next to my purse.
“This?” I pulled it out and handed it to him. “I got an award.”
“Did you get the internship?” he asked, taking it from me.
I shook my head. “I don’t know, probably not.”
Taylor raised his eyes from the award and frowned at me. I sighed. I told him about Bethany White and the bathroom incident and then I told him and Cody both that I wasn’t so sure anymore how much I wanted to come to Washington DC. It was a beautiful city. It had been an adventure and a fun time. Perhaps, though, I was happier where I was at in Winthrope. Touring the Washington Post and meeting all of those people was a memory I would never forget. But if I had to deal with people like Bethany White, and I knew there were going to be others like her both as peers and as managers, maybe I was better off freelancing my journalism.
Behind us the door opened, and the rich smell of mozzarella cheese and tomatoes met my nostrils. “Fuck yes!” Cody said excitedly. He practically leaped out of his chair and tackled Dex and Darren. “Pizza!”
Taylor smiled as he watched him go. “Did you not feed that boy?” he asked.
“We left before the food arrived,” I admitted.
Taylor shook his head and got up from his chair. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to my cheek before he pulled me up. “Come on, honeybunch, let’s eat.”
I laughed and followed behind him as we joined the others.
We ate, and we drank the ridiculously expensive wine Dex had procured for us. Taylor announced that he had packed video games and his console – talk about being prepared – and I found myself knee deep in the cushions of the couch, as Darren, Taylor, and I battled it out with Cody and Dex watching on, waiting for their turn.
Hours later, after the fifth yawn – Dex shut off the console and ordered the five of us to bed. I groaned and folded my arms across my chest. Taylor, deciding that – despite my obvious adorableness – Dex was right, picked me up in his arms and carried me off to his room. Cody followed behind as Darren and Dex said their goodnights.
Taylor laid me on the bed and curled up behind me as Cody crawled in on the other side of the bed. I yawned again.
“You never told us,” Taylor said. “How’d you manage to sneak out?”
“I climbed to the other balcony,” I admitted, shifting around.
There was a brief silence. “I hope Dex spanked you good, Jamie,” Cody said darkly.
I laughed. “He did,” I promised. “My ass is still sore.”
“Is it?” Cody’s palm came out and cupped my cheek. “Is it red?”
I moaned as he began to stroke my ass. “I-I don’t know,” I replied.
“Why don’t you check it out, Cody, and see if it is?” Taylor asked. “I’ll admit, I’m curious, too.”
I held my breath as Cody reached down and pulled up the extra-large men’s t-shirt I had changed into for pizza and video games. Taylor took the fabric from him and lifted it over my head. Cody’s hand returned to my panties. He tugged them down and I managed to kick them off.
“Oh man, Donovan,” Cody said. “You should see it.”
“Are there bruises?” Taylor asked.
I felt more than saw Cody shake his head. “No, man, no bruises. But it’s still a little pink. He must have spanked this sweet ass hard.”
I groaned as Cody’s fingers ventured into my cleft, seeking out the warm place between my thighs. I was already wet, as he quickly found out. His fingers moved over my mound. Without waiting, he sank two long digits into my pussy, causing me to gasp and arch up into them.
“You’re so goddamn wet, Jamie,” Cody whispered. “Just fucking perfect. I want to put my cock in you. I want to sink into this sweet heaven, Jamie. Will you let me do that? Will you let me fuck you? I bet your ass will feel so warm against my fucking hips while I fuck you.”
I moaned, burying my face against Taylor’s chest. “I think she wants it,” Taylor said.
“I think she does too,” Cody replied. He grabbed my hips and yanked me down, flipping me so that I was on my stomach as he hovered over me and Taylor was along my side. Taylor handed Cody a pillow from his side of the bed and suddenly, that pillow was shoved under my pelvis, just enough so that my ass was tilted up and back for Cody’s pleasure.
“Here you go, Jamie,” Cody said in my ear. “I know exactly what you want.” He stripped out of his clothes and then was back behind me in the span of several, loud heartbeats. His cock pressed against my pussy, aided by his hand. I moaned as he pushed inside, thrusting forward so hard that one of my hands jerked out and hit the headboard.
Taylor slid beneath me and kissed my breasts, taking a nipple into his mouth. I moaned louder as he nipped at me and sucked while Cody pounded my pussy. In and out, he thrust. My pussy made these ungodly noises. Slurping, sucking noises that begged for his cock to stay inside. The same noises porn stars perfected fell from my lips as Taylor ravished my breasts and Cody fucked me.
I closed my eyes and sank into the sensations. I was so far gone, I didn’t even realize when Cody had stilled inside of me as he came. I only came back to myself as he pulled out.
No! I thought. I hadn’t come yet. I wasn’t done. I needed more.
Taylor hadn’t gotten his either, though, so the moment Cody pulled back, Taylor was ripping himself out from under me, rolling on his back, and grabbing my waist. Taylor yanked me sideways so that I fell across his chest. A hysterical giggle left my lips and he smiled down at me as Cody disappeared into the adjoining bathroom to clean up.
“Ride me, sweetcheeks,” Taylor ordered, slapping my thigh.
I giggled again and slid my leg over his hips, rising up and fitting him to my entrance. I sank down, even wetter with Cody’s cum inside me. I groaned and then slammed my hips down. Skin slapped against skin as I rode Taylor’s cock. Up and down until I couldn’t breathe, until I felt like he was hitting my throat with each downward thrust.
Cody came out of the bathroom and leaned against the door frame, watching us. Even his e
yes on me only served to turn me on more. I reached up and tweaked my nipples, pinching and twisting them until I could feel the stirrings of my orgasm. Taylor’s face was flushed as he pumped his hips up from beneath me. “Come on, pretty girl,” he said. “Come for me. Show me how good I make you feel.”
I couldn’t hold it back anymore. My muscles seized. My spine stiffened, and my legs locked around his hips as he, too, groaned deeply and flooded me. My vision blurred, and it took a panting, sticky moment for me to come down. When I did, I wasn’t surprised to feel sweat sliding down my back.
Cody approached us then. “Lay back, Jamie,” he said, raising a small wet washcloth. I slid off of Taylor and sighed as Cody bent and spread my legs and began wiping. I felt so taken care of as Taylor leaned over and kissed my lips gently before getting up and heading to the bathroom himself.
“That was…” I tried to say.
“Yea,” Cody replied. “It was awesome, Jamie.” He kissed my lips as my eyes slid closed. I didn’t care what society said. Being with these men was the right thing. They were right for me and when we came out about it – because we undeniably would be forced to – I wouldn’t be ashamed at all to call each and every one of them mine.
* * *
The morning came with a phone call from The Washington Post’s contact. Someone different this time. A Mrs. Leamy, who was quite sorry to inform me that I had not been selected as one of the interns for the Washington Post, but I would be welcome to apply again next year. I thanked the woman and then told the guys.
“Tough break, Sweetheart,” Darren said, pulling me in for an apologetic hug as we packed.
I shrugged. “It’s not so bad,” I said. “I got an award and I’m still going to freelance.”
“Yea, but you were so excited about the internship,” Taylor said.
“There will be other internships,” I assured him. “Besides, what was I going to do without you guys?”
Dex set his bag down in front of the door before striding over to me and pulling me away from Darren and Taylor and into his arms. “I’m proud of you, Baby,” he said. “You’re so strong.”
I laughed. “I’m not that strong, Dex,” I said. “I’m just… I don’t know, already moving on. This would have been a great opportunity, yes, but it’s not the only one.”
Cody frowned my way as he, too, strode out of one of the rooms off the larger suite with a bag in hand. “Was it that Bethany girl?” he asked.
I waved a hand, breaking away from Dex. “It doesn’t matter.”
“It does if she purposely sabotaged you,” he said.
Dex glanced Cody’s way. “What are you talking about?” he demanded.
“It’s nothing–” I tried to say.
“It’s not nothing,” Cody replied. He then went ahead and told Dex about Bethany White and everything that had happened the night before.
Dex’s hard, blue gaze met mine. “You should have told me.”
“I didn’t try to keep it a secret,” I defended. “I said something when Cody and I got back last night, you and Darren weren’t here.”
“I’m going to make a phone call,” Dex said, moving to the front door.
“No, please don’t do anything,” I begged.
Cody stopped me from following after Dex, as he disappeared into the hallway. I glared at him. “Great!” I snapped. “Now, he’s pissed at me.”
“He’s not pissed at you, Jamie,” Cody argued. “He’s upset on your behalf.”
“He’s mad that I didn’t tell him,” I pointed out.
Cody rolled his eyes sarcastically. “He’ll get over it.”
I huffed and went back to packing, doing so in the living room simply because I wanted a larger space to make sure I hadn’t forgotten anything. I slammed my suitcase closed and zipped it shut just as Dex returned. I whirled on him. “What did you do?” I demanded.
Dex was slipping his phone back into his pocket when I caught him, and he raised a brow as he finished the task. “I wanted to follow up and let the contact at the Post know that you were verbally harassed by another potential intern. If she did make it then they know what kind of person she is.”
I narrowed my gaze at him. “That’s all?” I didn’t want him going so far as to try and get me an internship with the Post anyway. I wouldn’t accept that.
He raised his hands placatingly. “That’s all,” he assured me.
Cody moved in behind me, sliding his arms around my waist. “It’s the right thing to do,” he said by my ear. “They need to know who they’re working with. If she was attempting to soil your reputation with the decision makers or something, then they need to know that she did it out of jealousy, spite, or malice. If you were to leave it alone and not do anything about it, she would likely continue to use that strategy to ruin other people’s chances.”
“She didn’t ruin my chances,” I argued.
Cody shook his head, his chin scraping across my shoulder as he encased me in his arms. “You don’t know that.”
I sighed, knowing I had lost. “Alright,” I said. “There’s really no use talking about it now.”
Dex nodded as Darren and Taylor finished their own packing and met us by the door. Taylor kissed my cheek. “This is just their way of taking care of you,” he told me.
Darren took my hand as Cody and Taylor grabbed the bags. “I’ll check us out,” Dex announced as we headed off towards the elevator, “and meet you outside.”
We nodded and when the elevator dinged, we separated. Maybe Dex and Cody were right. It wasn’t right for Bethany to use her connections to make sure she got in and I didn’t. I just hadn’t wanted to get involved. Sure, I put on a brave front about not getting in with the Post, but I was hurt. Not as much as I thought I would be, but being rejected still left a sting. I gripped Darren’s hand a little harder as the taxi van pulled up in front of us. A woman in plain clothing got out of the driver’s seat and popped the back hatch for Cody and Taylor to put our bags in.
“You okay, Sweetheart?” Darren asked.
I jerked and looked up at him. “Yea,” I said. And I was. Even when I didn’t think to take care of me, these guys always would.
“I’m sorry about your internship,” he said.
“What about your drafting?” I asked.
He sighed. “We’ll see, Jamie. We’ll see.”
And we would. Nothing was over yet. If Darren was truly getting drafted, then we would be back to Washington DC before I knew it. It felt like time was flying by. Soon enough we would all be graduated. An image of the five of us living together, working together, and building lives together after college flickered through my mind. It was surprising to know that I could picture it so clearly. What wasn’t surprising was how much I craved it.
I turned and stood on my toes, pressing a quick kiss to the underside of Darren’s bristled jawline as Dex walked out of the hotel behind us. Surprised, but pleased hazel eyes met mine. “What was that for?” Darren asked.
I smiled. “For loving me,” I said.
Spring Break: Book Three
It was only supposed to be one night…until they decided they couldn’t let me go.
Dex, Cody, Darren, and Taylor dug their way into my heart on one cold winter night. Now, years later, we’re practically inseparable.
Spring break was supposed to be our first real vacation together. A cruise with all the sun and fun a girl could ask for. That is … until Dex’s family crashes the party.
I hate hiding my relationship with all of the guys almost as much as Dex’s mother so obviously hates me. There’s no way I’m going to let her or Dex’s nosy brother drive a wedge between us.
I came to play, but now I might lose it all.
***This is a Reverse Harem Novella***
***This title contains sexual situations***
Chapter 1
“What about Washington DC again?” Taylor asked.
“Denied.” Both Dex and I immediately vetoed that idea, and
I grinned as I crumpled a paper brochure with the image of Washington DC on it and tossed it in a wastepaper basket clear across the room.
“Score!” I put both hands up and waved them around. Cody chuckled, high fiving me before returning his attention to his textbook.
“Florida?” Taylor tries again. “Or what about Myrtle Beach? It’s closer.”
“I feel like everyone goes to Myrtle Beach for spring break.” I tapped my pen against my unopened textbook.
“I feel like you need to be studying for your last midterm if you want to go anywhere for spring break,” Dex said without taking his eyes from his computer screen. I wrinkled my nose and stuck my tongue out at him.
“Don’t show it if you don’t plan to use it,” Darren said as he walked into the apartment. I smiled up at him as he slumped down into the chair next to me at the dining room table.
“Oh, I’ll use it,” I promised, turning to kiss him. He returned my kiss with a deep, satisfied sigh. “Are you finally off the clock?” I asked, pulling back.
He groaned, laying his head back against the chair as he stared up at the ceiling. “Yes, finally. I have the next week and a half off. So, you better pass your midterm, or my spring break is gonna be filled with spanking your sweet ass.” He paused. “On second thought…”
I slapped his chest playfully. “I’m going to pass. It’ll be fine.”
“Even when you do pass, we still don’t know where we’re going or what we’re going to do for spring break,” Taylor complained.
“Shut up!” Cody, Darren, and I called at the same time. Pausing, we all looked at each other for a split second before we burst out laughing.
“You’re just lucky all your professors have you doing for midterms is team projects and presentations,” Cody said, wiping an amused tear from his eye.
Taylor shrugged. “Business is surprisingly easier than I thought it would be.”
