by Arizona Tape
"Sorry," Louis mumbled, regret replacing the bitterness and jealousy he'd been holding onto for the past few months.
"Yeah, me too. I should've just asked you about it," Sam admitted, holding his hand out to his friend. "We good?"
For a brief moment, Louis hesitated. Would his friend really forgive him that easily?
"Dude, shake my hand," Sam teased, hitting his friend lightly.
With a grin, Louis pulled his mate into a hug, completely omitting the handshake.
"Yeah, we’re good."
"Well, this has clearly nothing to do with me," Mary quipped in, grabbing her coat. "Guess I'll see you two around. Noel, thank you for the food. It was lovely."
Louis hastily scrambled towards Mary. "Wait, don't go."
She pulled up an eyebrow. "What?"
"I'm sorry you got dragged into this mess. I'm sorry. But I really do like you."
"You do?" she asked, surprise clear in her voice. From the way they'd been going, she'd assumed he wasn't all that into her after all.
"Yes. I know we had a bit of a rocky start, and I know I wasn't the nicest I could've been, but you've definitely caught my interest."
Mary narrowed her eyes, studying the dark-haired guy in front of her.
"What about me doing Sam?" she asked carefully, not sure what was happening.
"Sam didn't lie. We really do share. I mean, only if the girls are okay with it. Well, not girls, in this case, you. Just you," he rambled, his cheeks heating up.
"Really?"
"Yes, really. So if you want to see us both, you can."
Mary narrowed her eyes, a whole list of possibilities rolling through her head. "What if I wanted Noel as well?" she asked, wondering how far she could push this sharing thing.
Noel dug his hands deep into the hot water in the sink, his cheeks colouring red. He hoped, hoped, hoped, Mary didn't see the reaction he had to her suggestion. Even if she was kidding.
Louis and Sam exchanged a glance.
"I guess that would be okay? As long as he is. And we're all honest about it?"
Mary frowned. "Really?"
"Yeah... We're a squad. We share everything."
"What about the fourth member, Nico?" Mary asked, a little baffled. How did they go from hitting each other in the face to happily sharing the same woman? Guys... She would never understand them.
"If you want Nico as well, sure." Sam shrugged, stretching his arms to release the tension. "I'm going to check my eye. I really got a job interview tomorrow and I still need to prepare," he added casually, surprisingly so for just being punched by his best friend. "Mary, maybe we'll meet in a bathroom again," he grinned, the bag of carrots ruining the smoothness of his wink.
"Okay... So..." she trailed off, glancing from Noel to Louis. This certainly wasn't how she expected this date to go. She hadn't planned on having sex with a stranger in the bathroom, or for her date to be okay with it. Well, he wasn't at first, but now he seemed back to not caring. How unusual.
"I'm going to my room," Noel announced, the sink gurgling as the water sank down into the pipes.
The kitchen door fell hard into its lock and another awkward silence befell Mary and Louis.
"Ummm..."
"Are you really okay with me sleeping with your best friend?" Mary asked, wanting to make sure she had all of her ducks in a row.
"Yeah, I am. I mean, I did tell you we shared everything..."
"So it's not going to be weird between us?"
Louis shook his head, relieved Mary wasn't leaving. At least, it didn't seem like she wanted to.
"Did... Did you enjoy it?" he quietly asked, glancing at the dark-haired beauty.
"Huh?"
"Did you like him taking you in a public restroom?"
Suspiciously, Mary inspected Louis' face. Was he really asking her about her shag with his best friend? Was he going to flip out when she told him how good it was?
"Yeah, it was good."
A smirk appeared on Louis' face. "Just good?"
"Actually, it was pretty great," she admitted, recalling how wet and desperate he'd made her.
Louis' arm snaked around her waist as he pulled her hard into him. "I'm sure I can do a lot better than pretty great," he smirked, crashing his mouth on hers once again. Gone was the chasteness or reservations he had earlier. If Mary was looking for a good time, he'd show her a good time.
Possessively, he grabbed a fistful of her green shirt.
"Take it off."
Surprised by the sudden switch, Mary faltered for a moment.
"I..."
Louis buried his face in her neckline, sucking hard on the unclaimed side.
"Take it off, Mary. I'm not going to ask you again."
The rasp in his voice made Mary shiver and without any further protest, she yanked the elf top over her head.
Possessively, Louis kissed her again. With one hand, he unclasped her bra and left her exposed in front of him.
"Beautiful," he growled, taking a moment to admire Mary's form. She really was gorgeous.
She swallowed a lump, wondering how she'd gone from no men to two men in the span of one day. Not that she complained. She wanted it, she wanted them, and she wanted it rough and hard.
The chill air perked up her nipples as she pressed her back into the counter. What if one of the guys walked back in on them? Would they apologise? Or maybe join in?
The thought sent a shiver down her spine. Louis and Sam seemed to know how to play together. They weren't opposed to sharing. Maybe they'd actually share her at the same time.
Her pussy twitched at the mere thought of having the two men wrapped around her, their mouths running over her skin, their hands roaming over her body, two...
"Ohhhh!" Mary moaned loudly as Louis wrapped his lips around her nipple. Teasingly, he drew circles with his tongue as he massaged her other breast.
Impatiently, Louis pressed his crotch against her, showing her just how much he wanted her. His member twitched in his pants and he almost couldn't wait to take her.
He softly bit down, tugging on her nipple.
Electricity shot through Mary's body, right down to her core. Louis wasn't as rough as Sam, but he certainly wasn't being gentle. The same kind of desperation and urgency was palpable with every kiss, every stroke, every breath. He wanted her and he would take it. Take her.
With a ragged breath, he claimed every inch of her warm skin, leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to her stomach.
For the second time that day, Mary's shorts were yanked down, leaving her just in her panties. For a moment, she worried he'd be able to tell she already had sex earlier. But without any stalling, Louis pulled her panties off and Mary found herself buckling on the counter. His breath was hot, his kisses warm, his tongue eager and playful. With every flick, every kiss, every sigh, he drew her closer to the surface.
She tangled a hand in his hair, the other a fist to silence her moans. As much as she'd like having one of the other guys join in, right now, she didn't want to be interrupted. She didn't want him to stop. Nothing was allowed to stop them. His mouth felt so good on her, so hot, so slick, so desperately sexy.
He flicked his tongue over her nub, eliciting a muffled moan from her pink lips. She was close, much closer than she thought she was. Just a little bit more and...
Mary almost howled as Louis' mouth stopped moving. She nudged the back of his head, needily begging for him to continue.
But all he did was chuckle.
"Aren't you eager," he grinned, his eyes flickering with mischief.
"Louis..." She wanted to sound stern, but his name fell from her lips in a whimper.
"Patience, Mary."
He pressed one lost kiss on the inside of her thigh and rearranged his pants. There was only one way he was going to make her come and that was if she begged him.
He captured her mouth for another kiss, nibbling on her trembling bottom lip. He ground his bulge against her, creating friction for
his member.
Mary's hands found his belt and Louis gladly dropped his trousers to his ankles. His shirt quickly joined the rest of the clothes scattered on the kitchen floor. Without wasting any time, he shoved his boxers out of the way and proudly showcased his shaft.
Without hesitation, Mary dropped to her knees and eagerly wrapped her fingers around his swollen member. She traced the vein with her tongue to the sensitive head before gently kissing it. The saltiness of his excitement danced on her tongue and she found herself going back for more. Louis might think he had the power in his hands, she'd prove him wrong. When she was done with him, he'd be begging her, not the other way around.
She swirled her tongue around the tip, knowingly avoiding the glans. She felt him twitch impatiently in her hand and grinned. If he thought she'd be a prude, he was wrong. Teasingly, she wetted her lips and traced the sides of his member.
Louis tightened his muscles, trying to thrust into Mary's talented mouth. He hadn't expected her to willingly suck him off and now he wished he hadn't teased her so badly. This was certainly going to come back to bite him in the ass. Quite literally, perhaps.
A grunt escaped from his lips as his head hit Mary's inner cheek. She was hot and wet and certainly knew what she was doing.
Mary would've grinned proudly if she wasn't using her mouth for different things. If there was one thing she did well, it was this.
The familiar build up rumbled in Louis' abdomen as his member twitched inside Mary's mouth. He resisted the urge to grab her head and hoped she wouldn't be as merciless as he was.
No such luck.
The cold air blowing over his spittle covered shaft was clear enough. Mary was playing the exact same game as he was.
Desperately, Louis thrust his member in the air, hoping that she would take pity on him.
With a lewd smirk, she placed a quick kiss on the top and clacked her tongue. "Two can play this game, Louis."
For a moment, they stared at each other. Wordlessly. Both hoping the other would give in. But neither did.
“You’re a real bitch, you know that?” Louis broke the silence, yanking Mary back up. He crashed his lips hard on hers, urgently, hungrily.
“Yeah? Well, you’re an asshole,” Mary bit back. Literally.
Louis groaned, the sting in his lip not unpleasant. He ran his hands through her dark curls, grabbing a fistful. If she wanted to play rough, he’d play rough.
“At least I'm not shagging your best friend in a bathroom,” he retorted, pulling her head backwards to expose her neck. He grazed his teeth over his mark again, making Mary sigh under his hot breath. This little game she was playing with Louis was rightfully turning her on. Maybe even more than her time with Sam.
Not that Mary would ever admit that out loud. So instead, she pressed herself harder into him, satisfied to find his hardness pressing into her in return. Even if she wasn’t sure whether Louis actually liked her, things couldn’t have been clearer. Right here, in this very moment, he did. She wrapped her hand around his member. Yes, he liked her plenty.
Louis slipped his own hand between her legs and flicked her sensitive nub, making her jump in surprise. With no time to lose, he sank his finger deep inside of her. Pleased to find her so slippery, he curled his finger until he found the spot that made Mary sink to her knees.
"Louis..." she gasped, her nails drawing lines on his back.
"Did Sam do this to you as well?" he hissed next to her ear, drawing more moans from her mouth.
"Yesss," Mary admitted, twitching around him as she recalled her encounter with Sam.
"What about this?" Louis groaned, introducing a second finger into her slickness.
"Oh fuck..."
"Did he?" Louis teased. Knowing Sam had been here just a couple of hours ago, made his cock spasm uncontrollably. He wasn't sure why, but the idea of sharing a girl with his best friend always made him even harder.
"No..." Mary whimpered, not believing Louis was so openly asking about her fun with Sam. She felt his swollen member rubbing against her thigh. Clearly, he was more than okay with it.
"What else did he do?" Louis panted, curling his two fingers up to rub against the roof of her pussy.
"I..."
"Tell me what he did."
Mary bit her lip, hesitating for just a moment. Did he really want to know? Would he be mad if she told him how his best friend took her hard and dirty?
Louis pushed his thumb through her folds. "Tell me, or I'll stop again," he threatened, his breath hot on the shell of her ear.
"He took me from behind," Mary moaned quickly, the pressure building inside not wanting him to stop.
Louis spun her around, bending her over the counter.
"Like this?"
"Yes," she mewled, the marble cold against her chest. She almost couldn't believe her luck. Twice in one day was already a big win, but twice from behind? It must've been her lucky day that two handsome studs wanted her in her favourite position.
Frustrated, Louis harshly spanked her ass. The slap and Mary's surprised exclamation made his already hard cock even harder. He shoved his fingers deeper inside her, her wetness betraying just how much she loved him taking charge.
"What else did Sam do?"
When she didn't answer right away, another slap echoed through the kitchen.
"Answer me."
Mary spread her legs for him, whimpering as he refused to rub her clit again. "He made me spread my legs," she moaned, wiggling her hips in the hope she'd be able to grind against something. His hand, his cock, or even the counter. Just something to add pressure on her nub.
Louis laughed and yanked his hand backwards, any chance of grinding removed.
Frustrated, Mary arched her back, pressing her ass against him. Maybe if she positioned herself just right, he'd accidentally slip inside her. How she wished he'd slide inside of her.
But instead, Louis pulled back as something dawned on him.
"Wait."
"I don't want to wait," she whimpered.
"I don't have any protection," Louis groaned, angry at himself for forgetting this small, but very important detail.
"What do you mean?" Mary mewled, even though she knew exactly what he meant.
"No condoms."
"Nooo..." she howled, not ready to accept she wouldn't be feeling him deep inside of her.
"Fuck. Sorry, I forgot."
"I'm on the pill?" she muttered against her better judgment. She knew it wasn't worth the risk, but right now, she felt so desperate, so empty.
"No, I'm not doing that," Louis mumbled, stepping away from the temptation right in front of him. It would be so easy to slip up. Just two inches to the left and he could kiss her pussy with the tip of his shaft and all would be lost.
"No," he repeated, more for himself than for her. He couldn't.
Disappointed, Mary turned around. She should've guessed life was never this good.
"I can use my mouth?" she proposed, noticing the pained expression on his face and the purple head on his cock.
"That'd be good," Louis mumbled, equally as disappointed. Even though her mouth was good, it wasn't what he wanted right now. Right now, he wanted to plunge his member deep in her hot snatch and pound her until she screamed his name and his name only.
But without any protection, that wasn't likely to happen.
Mentally, he cursed himself for not checking whether he still had any left. But then again, he hadn't assumed Mary would be coming back home with him, never mind, be bent over his kitchen counter.
And he certainly hadn’t expected to be cockblocked by his own sloppiness. With a moan, he pushed the disappointment to the back of his mind. Even if he couldn’t take her the way he wanted, at least he was getting head. And she was pretty damn good at it as well. Maybe next time…
Chapter 7: Smell My Rose
Mary almost couldn't believe she was actually meeting Louis and his friends again. After her shagging his best friend in a public bat
hroom and the disappointing anti-climax, it was almost a surprise they wanted to see her again.
Both Louis and Sam greeted her with a lingering kiss, making it very clear that they were still sharing her. That thought excited her more than expected. She'd never been shared before. Not in this way.
Even when she was still with Kurt, there had been no overlap. He'd been the sole center of the five girls turning around him. And yet, here she was, being desired by two handsome men.
She blushed slightly at the sight of the marble kitchen counter. Last time she saw that, she'd been bent over it while being spanked by the blonde man watching her lustfully.
"How've you been?" Sam smirked, playfully twirling a lock of her hair around his finger.
"Not too bad, what about you?"
"Not too bad either," he grinned, his signature wink making Mary's cheeks heat up.
"I'm glad you're here," Louis added shyly. Without Sam, yeah, he felt okay taking charge. But next to his alpha best friend, he just fell a little flat.
"Surprisingly, so am I," Mary admitted, tearing her eyes away from the delectable Sam and smiling at Louis. Even though his best friend ignited all sorts of fires inside of her, she had a soft spot for Louis. After all, it all started with him and one massive Christmas tree.
"Mary?"
Noel glanced at his two friends, astonished that after everything, Mary agreed to another date. And not just any other date, a date with the both of them.
"Hi, Noel," Mary smiled, happily waving at the shiest of the three. Even though she only jokingly suggested to include him, she had to admit that the thought hadn't left her head ever since. Between the two testosterone fueled males glaring more at each other than her, he'd be a welcome change.
"Come save me from the machos over here."
Noel froze in his step. Uncertain, he stared at the petite woman. Was she saying what he thought she was saying?
Innocently, Mary flashed the two men a smile. "That's allowed, isn't it?"
Without taking their eyes off of each other, both Louis and Sam nodded.
"Lovely."
She twirled from in between them and curled herself around the baffled Noel.
"Hi," she whispered coyly, pressing a chaste kiss on his lips.
