Sweet, Sweet Savannah

by HL Nighbor

  I stand in front of the mirror, putting the finishing touches on my date night outfit. Not knowing where they guys plan to take me, I texted Bas earlier and asked how I should dress for the evening. When he told me to dress casually, I opted for my dark blue skinny jeans with a pink and black off the shoulder top. I paired the outfit with a black cropped, leather jacket and pink, peep toe heels.

  “Brit,” I yell to my best friend from my bedroom. “Do you think I’m trying too hard? Not trying hard enough? Should I change?”

  “Whoa, mama,” Brittany replies. “Calm your tits. You look fine.”

  A knock on the door interrupts our discussion - too late to change now. As I grab my purse and make sure it contains all the essentials, Brittany answers the door to let the guys in and introduces herself. The guys take a quick moment to fuss over Mac who plays with her dolls in the living room.

  My soon to be former best friend gives me a wink, fans her face, and mouths the word, “Hot.”

  I roll my eyes and mouth back, “I know.”

  A moment later, I interrupt the impromptu play session. “Hey, guys. I’m ready when you are.”

  After a round of goodbyes, the guys and I head out.

  Bas drives and I insist Finn sits in the front seat for the extra leg room, leaving Austin and myself to sit in the back. We make small talk on the drive and while conversation comes easily, my nervousness increases with every passing minute. The looming conversation holds me on the edge of a nervous breakdown.

  When we arrive at our destination, I’m surprised to find they chose a quaint, hole in the wall Mexican restaurant. The hostess seats us in a private booth in the back of the large dining room. After taking our drink orders, we munch on chips and salsa while perusing the menu. Once the waitress takes our orders, the guys’ moods change and I know The Talk is imminent.

  “So,” Bas says confidently while I close my eyes and hold my breath waiting. “We talked and decided we want a relationship with you.”

  I open my eyes and scrunch my brows in confusion. “Okay. We’ll always have a relationship. One of you is Mac’s daddy. Nothing will change that.”

  “No. I mean we want to get to know you better,” Bas replies as I sit still confused.

  As I take a sip of my margarita, Austin helps Bas out as he says, “What Bas is trying to say is; we want to date you. As in all of us. Together. Romantically.”

  I choke on my drink, and while coughing, manage to squeak out, “What?”

  I’m sure I misunderstood Austin. The bartender made my drink too strong, and I must be drunk already. That’s the only way to explain this.

  Before I can process the conversation any further, Austin asks, “So, what do you think?”

  Unable to form anything coherent at the moment, I reply, “What?”

  “What’s there to understand? We want to be together. All of us. Get married. Have babies. Fuck. The whole shebang,” Austin responds nonchalantly to my question.

  Finn smacks Austin on the back of his head as he says, “Idiots. Both of you. You’re really smooth, Bas. And Austin, what the fuck? Scare the girl, why don’t you.”

  “What? I did a good job explaining it,” Austin says to Finn completely bewildered.

  Laughing at their antics, I almost forgot the discussion at hand. Almost. This can’t be real. Since when do three hot guys want to share a girl with no jealousy. Not to mention the legality of this proposed arrangement. You can’t marry more than one person.

  No. This is wrong, so wrong.

  Ignoring Austin, Finn continues. “Savannah, we discussed this. The connection was strong two years ago and it’s just as strong now. I know what we’re proposing isn’t traditional but this could work for us. We know you wouldn’t be able to choose, and even if you could, it would tear our friendship apart. Why couldn’t we be a unit?”

  With the shock apparent on my face, I reply, “Let me make sure I have this right. You want me to be in a relationship with the three of you. Date all three of you. Kiss, cuddle, sex…With all three of you?” After a round of acknowledgment, I continue, “How would this work? We would be together all the time? The three of us? Would you date other people?”

  With a smile on his face, Bas answers my questions. “No. We would spend time all together at times and at others, you would spend time with us individually or only two of us. We would never date anyone else. You would be it for us.”

  “How is that fair? Won’t you get jealous? What’s in it for you guys? Is this type of relationship normal for you guys?” I fire questions off quicker than they can answer.

  “Slow down, Savannah. One question at a time,” Finn says calmly. “This is what we want. There may be moments of jealousy as we navigate this but that is okay. This is going to be a first for us, too. We will learn together.”

  Bas adds, “All we know is we all want you but we love each other enough to want the others to be happy, too. Until you, we’ve never done this or even thought about it. And, more importantly, we want you to be happy.”

  “Think about it. That’s all we ask. No decision has to be made right now,” Austin states as the waitress approaches with our meals.

  We continue dinner with general conversation and joking. The guys don’t bring up the bombshell they dropped on me and neither do I. They act as though nothing happened and they never broached the subject at all. I go along willingly since I can’t wrap my mind around the situation, let alone make a decision.

  After dinner, we head to the bowling alley.

  I suck and the guys take plenty of opportunities to laugh at my expense. Throughout bowling, I notice each guy finds reasons to touch me, kiss me, and hug me. Without any conscious decision, we already act as though we live as a unit. The guys show no signs of jealousy and I go along naturally with no hesitation.

  Could this be as simple and easy as they said? Am I overthinking their proposal?

  As the night goes on, more and more of my questions get answered. Can I set aside my fears and agree to try this arrangement? We work together effortlessly – natural and comfortable. The ease always existed between us, as well as, off the charts chemistry.

  As I change into more comfortable clothing, I reflect on the last three days. I wish we could continue to live in this bubble but life dictates otherwise. Tomorrow morning Bas, Austin, and Finn will board the ferry to continue with their lives, and I will head back to school and do the same.

  Completely in my own head, I miss the knock on the door and don’t realize Austin entered the room until he says, “Uh. Sorry, Savannah. I knocked and called you through the door, but you didn’t answer.”

  Not until I turn toward Austin, do I remember I wear only my bra and panties. Hooded blue eyes slowly take in my body from head to toe. Without a word, he stalks toward me like an animal hunting its prey.

  “Damn, Savannah,” Austin says on his approach. He takes a finger and lightly trails it across the tattoos along my rib cage. “Look at everything you keep hidden. You’re full of surprises.”

  His low, rough voice and light touch send a shiver through my body – not a shiver of being cold but one of anticipation. My nipples go tight and my panties soak through. Certain that he can see the heavy thrum of my pulse in my neck, my breathing becomes labored.

  Austin draws his hand up my side, across my shoulder and tangles his fingers in the hair at the base of my neck. He steps closer until his body presses firmly into mine. His erection presses against my stomach as he brings his lips to mine in a rough, demanding kiss - leaving me no choice but to respond.

  When I sense the heat of another body at my back, I tense, causing Austin to stop the kiss. “It’s Bas, baby. No worries. Let us make you feel good.”

  Austin steps back slightly and goes back to kissing me. While Austin devours my mouth, Bas brings his body flush to mine and caresses my stomach with his hands. His hot breaths against my neck elicit another round of shivers. Lost in sensation, I lose track of whose hands and lips tou
ch me.

  As quickly as it started, it ends, leaving me strung tight and ready to explode.

  While I try to gather myself, Finn announces his presence. “It looks like I’m missing all the fun.”

  I open my eyes and take in the scene around me. Bas, Austin, and Finn surround me with various degrees of lust in their eyes. Their want and hunger clear in their faces. Slowly perusing their bodies, each sports an erection they don’t try to hide.

  “This only goes where you want it, Savannah,” Bas reassures me. “You say stop and we stop. No questions asked. No hard feelings.”

  “And what if I say go?” I ask.

  “Then we’ll take really good care of you,” Finn answers.

  I nod my head to express my agreement in continuing but Bas shakes his head no in response. “We need the words, Savannah. What do you want?”

  Breathless, I answer, “I want to continue. I want to feel good and make you feel good.”

  Those must be the words Bas wanted. Before I can say anything else, Bas takes me into his arms and kisses me senseless. Like a well-choreographed dance, Bas passes me to Finn and then Finn passes me to Austin as each takes an opportunity to kiss me into oblivion.

  Allowing myself to get lost in the moment, I just feel. No questioning. No thinking. No words. No embarrassment.

  “If you don’t like anything we do, Savannah, let us know,” Austin says as he moves me to the bed.

  I reply with a whispered, “Okay.”

  Consumed with pure wanton need, Finn strips me of my bra and gently lays me on the bed. Before my head hits the mattress, he takes a nipple into his mouth and thoroughly explores my breasts with his whole mouth – lips, teeth, and tongue.

  Austin kneels at my feet and slowly takes my panties off my body. Once removed, he gently kisses across my stomach and stops to dip his tongue into my bellybutton. He continues his worship of my body, unhurriedly moving to where I want his mouth the most. By the time his mouth reaches its destination, I’m wound tight and arch my body on contact. Austin throws an arm over my stomach to hold me in place as he continues to leisurely tease my clit.

  The sensation of Finn worshipping my breasts and Austin eating my pussy like it’s his last meal overwhelms me – but I still need more.

  Turning my head, I find Bas standing nearby. I reach out to pull him closer and tug the waistband of his athletic shorts down, releasing his massive erection. His cock stands thick and long against his stomach, and my mouth waters at the sight. I lean my head and pull his length toward me to take a taste of the precum beading at the tip.

  Getting the idea of what I want, Bas shifts where I can take his glorious cock into my mouth. It’s velvety, hardness glides along my tongue and I take him as far as I can.

  My body delights in the abundance of sensations and my orgasm builds deep within. Austin quickens his pace. As he sucks on my clit, he thrusts two fingers into my empty core. My walls grip his finger tightly as he finds the spot that has my body ready to take flight. Barely able to hold on, Austin massages that spot while continuing his assault on my engorged bud.

  Finn, sensing my orgasm hovering right under the surface, takes a nipple between his teeth and bites down firmly. Within seconds, my orgasm explodes in such intensity, color flashes behind my eyelids, and I swear I stop breathing. As I regain my senses, Bas comes with a shout, and I drink him down greedily – not allowing a single drop to slip past my lips.

  The evening continues in a tangle of tongues, hands, and limbs. Several hours and multiple orgasms later, we all fall asleep in a sated heap on the king size bed.

  As I remember the night and the chemistry, my body heats, but the guys miss the flush of my face in the darkness of the bowling alley. Over the years, I dreamt of reliving that magnificent night. Now the opportunity finds me again and I hesitate. Why would I say no when everything screams at me to say yes? How can something that comes so naturally between us be wrong? Can I take what I want and say screw it to what society deems acceptable?

  I know this decision needs to be made carefully. Not only does it affect my life, but it also affects Mac’s. First and foremost, I need to make the best decision for her.

  I decide to enjoy the remainder of my night and quit letting my dwelling on the situation interfere with my fun. One day at a time, Savannah. One day at a time.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Spending time getting reacquainted with Bas, Austin, and Finn is quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do. Occasionally, coordinating schedules proves to be hard, especially since I’m still in school, but we always make it work. With most of our time together including Mac, the date night, tonight, is a rare treat.

  Last weekend, the guys picked Mac and me up for an impromptu family trip to the Woodland Park Zoo. We toured the park for all of thirty minutes before Bas hauled us back out the zoo’s gates. After witnessing inappropriate interactions in three separate enclosures, Bas deemed the trip over because Mac should not be exposed to such pornography.

  My initial reaction was to consider Bas insane, until I witnessed Austin and Finn nod in agreement, I decided it wasn’t worth the fight. Their protectiveness over Mac endears me greatly. There’s no doubt in my mind they wouldn’t do anything for my little angel.

  Grabbing my purse and jacket, I head out the door and lock up. The trio should be here any minute, no need for them to come up and get me. Well, it’s what I’ll tell them. I’m nervous to be alone with them without Mac as a buffer. It’s hard to control my feelings for them when they’re around.

  They’re as strong, if not stronger, than two years ago. Most times when they’re around, I want to mount them like the animals at the zoo last weekend. When Bas’s SUV pulls up to the driveway, the butterflies take flight in my stomach.

  “Hey, little girl. Do you want some candy?” Austin says through the open window of the front passenger seat.

  With one comment, an overwhelming sense of calm rushes through me. I laugh at not only the absurdity of my worries, but his comment as well.

  “That’s wrong on so many levels, Austin.” I head towards Finn who holds the rear door open for me.

  “You look beautiful, Savannah.” Finn greets me with a kiss on the cheek, shutting the door behind me after I scoot into the car and clasp my seatbelt.

  “So, where are we going?” I ask in excitement. They always refuse to share details—going for the surprise factor—except to dress casually and bring a jacket.

  “Open the bag on the seat next to you,” Bas instructs, never taking his eyes off the road.

  Peering into the bag, I spot a Seattle Mariners’ jersey and ball cap.

  “Are you shitting me right now? We’re going to tonight’s game.” I squeal with delight. I love baseball.

  Before the guys respond, I strip down to my skimpy cami and put on the jersey, leaving it open with ample cleavage exposed. I bunch my hair into a ponytail, pulling it through the back of the hat as I place it on my head.

  Grabbing a mirror out of my purse, I thrust into Finn’s hands. “Hold this, please. I need to make sure my hair looks okay.”

  “You’re gorgeous as usual,” Finn responds, lifting the mirror up for me.

  Satisfied with my hair and makeup, I take the mirror from Finn’s hand and give him a brief kiss on the cheek in thanks.

  When we arrive at the stadium, I buzz in anticipation. The luxury of attending ball games went out the window with Mac’s birth. Don’t get me wrong, I love my daughter, but priorities change with motherhood. Things like dinners out, going dancing, and ball games no longer seem important in life.

  As Bas ushers me to our seats, I take in the beauty of the day. It’s a beautiful spring day allowing the retractable roof of Safeco Field to be open, granting a view of cloudless, blue skies. Lost in the beauty of our surroundings, I trip into Bas when he stops.

  “These are our seats?” I question when we stop right behind the Mariners’ dugout on the first base line. “These tickets must have
cost you a fortune.”

  “Don’t worry, Savannah,” Bas says as he leads me to my seat. “Have a good time. That’s all we want.”

  When I sit down, Bas takes the seat on my left. Expecting Austin and Finn to sit as well, I’m confused when they I can’t find them.

  “Where did Austin and Finn go?” I continue to search for them.

  “They’ll be back. They went to get some food and drinks.” Bas grabs my chin and places a gentle kiss on my lips.

  The brief kiss leaves me stunned. Staring into his gorgeous eyes, I smile and turn to place my head on his shoulder. “Thank you, again, for this. Today has already been a great day, and it’s only getting started.”

  Bas presses a kiss to the top of my head. “You never have to thank us, pretty girl.”

  We sit in silence enjoying our surroundings. Even with a stadium full of people, players warming up on the field, music playing on the sound system, and vendors yelling up and down the aisles, it feels like we’re the only two people here.

  Austin and Finn interrupt our moment when they return with more things than one would consider possible for two people to carry. They pass out beer, hotdogs, peanuts, and the famous garlic fries. I’m in heaven.

  From my right, Austin snags one of my garlic fries and moans in delight. They’re that good. No joke.

  “I wouldn’t have pegged you as a Mariners fan.” Austin grabs another one of my fries.

  “I’m a baseball fan, not a Mariners fan. The team has sucked for the last several years.” I swat Austin’s hands away from my fries when he attempts to snag another. “I love the experience of baseball. The sounds, the smells, the food. It’s one of my favorite things in the world.”

  The banter between the three of us continues throughout the game. I’m more than positive I embarrassed the three of them with my heckling and screaming. Oh well. I warned them. I don’t take baseball lightly.

  As we leave the stadium, Finn places his hand in mine. “You weren’t joking. You’re a hardcore baseball fan. I thought security was going to throw us out when you started screaming at the pitcher.”