Only You (A MFM Ménage Romance)

by Vivian Ward

  Lucas and I maneuver the three of us into the bedroom and collapse on the bed together. With my lips still sealed against hers, we continue kissing as I rake my fingertips over her hardened nipples while we lie next to each other in our own world. I completely forget that we’re not alone until she spreads her legs, resting her upper leg against my thigh as Lucas goes down on her. Soft whimpers escape her throat as his tongue traces circles around her clit.

  A tinge of jealousy surges through me as I watch him between her legs, but I push it aside and concentrate on pleasing Penny because she’s all that matters. For me, it’s always been about pleasing the woman, especially when it comes to her.

  Pulling her nipple into my mouth, I lightly bite it as I suck it until it’s a perfect point before moving onto the other one. Tiny goosebumps break out around her areola as she pushes my head closer to her breasts. Cupping her breasts in my hands, I gently squeeze them as I continue teasing her nipples.

  Closer and closer, Lucas pushes her to orgasm until she can no longer handle it and comes all over his face. For the first time ever, I’m envious that he made her come. Not only did he make her come, but she came for him before me. I should’ve been the first one to get her off.

  “Move over,” I say to Lucas, nudging him out of the way. “It’s my turn.”

  Penny tries to push my head away, giggling, “No, Mason, please. I’m too sensitive. Holy hell that was a good orgasm.”

  Refusing to take no for an answer, I begin peppering her inner thighs with soft kisses. “It’s okay, I’ll go easy,” I promise. Melting into the mattress, Penny relaxes her legs, granting me full access. “There you go,” I murmur, sliding my long tongue up the length of her pussy until I get to her clit.

  Tracing the alphabet on her clit, I glance up and see Lucas beside her, kneeling next to her head as she takes his cock into her mouth. Another jab of jealousy cuts through me. She should’ve been sucking my cock first, not his.

  This only drives me further to ensuring that I give her an even bigger orgasm than he did, and I know exactly how to push her buttons. Inserting my finger inside of her, I turn it upward so that my fingertip is facing the ceiling and begin working on her G-spot as I continue to lap up her juices and pay close attention to her clitoris.

  Lucas has a hold of her head, pushing his entire dick down her throat, so I do everything I can to break her concentration and kick things up a notch. Fingering her, I begin nibbling and sucking on her clit as I continuously stroke her G-spot, harder and faster than before. Her legs start to shake and her back arches away from the mattress.

  Glancing over the top of her freshly shaved pussy, I see her hardened nipples and hear her moans filling the room. She’s right there at the edge, and all she needs is a small push, and that’s exactly what I give her. Her hips thrust in the air as her hands grab onto the blankets, twisting them, and knotting them up as she comes all over my face. I don’t stop until her thighs clamp down on my head, threatening to pop it like a balloon, and she’s begging me to stop.

  Satisfied that she had a better orgasm with me than she did with Lucas, I stand up at the foot of the bed and grab her legs, wrapping them around me. My cock slides into her soaking wet pussy, and she feels so damn good. The walls of her pussy grip my cock like it’s been waiting for it, and I eagerly give it to her. Pounding into her has never felt better until I see Lucas still enjoying her as he occupies her mouth.

  Envious watching the two of them enjoy each other as she takes his cock and he plays with her breasts, I fuck her like she’s never been fucked before, unleashing all of my jealousy, anger, and frustration.

  Fuck this pact, I tell myself over and over with each thrust. Lucas begins to moan as Penny strokes his balls while sucking his cock until he begins to come, milking him for all he’s got. For some fucked up, twisted reason, the sight of him getting off on her pushes me over the edge, and I lose it. I can feel my cock beginning to pulsate and throb as I shoot my hot cum inside her. Instead of letting up on her, I fuck her harder and harder until my balls are completely empty and I’m a sweating mess.

  “Damn, bro,” Lucas snickers as he grabs a shirt and pulls it over his head. “I’ve never seen you fuck so hard.” He looks down at Penny and smiles as he smacks her thigh, “See? What’d I tell you? I told you he missed your ass!”

  Guilt washes over me as I think about how much I care for Penny and how I let my best friend fuck her. Not only did I let him fuck her, but I got off on the fact that he was coming all over her face and tits while my dick was in her.

  I wish we never brought her into this. I wish I never met her. Yes, I do, that’s a lie. I’m so fucking grateful for the day she walked into my life—our lives—but damn it, I don’t want to share her. I feel like I’m being selfish for wanting to keep her all to myself, but ever since she let the cat out of the bag about how she felt, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about her; about us.

  Penny sits up on the bed, still wiping Lucas’s cum out of her hair while I watch myself drip out of her pussy. She instantly knows that something’s wrong when she looks at me because I can see her thoughts reflected in her expression. I don’t know if it’s hurt, resentment, or sadness that we can’t be together, but whatever it is, I know we can both feel it.

  Pulling on my boxers and a pair of flannel pajama pants, our eyes lock. A million thoughts and emotions are running through my mind, but only one sentence leaves my mouth.

  “I think it’s time for you to go,” I say to her, leaving her and Lucas in my room as I walk into the bathroom.

  I don’t care what she does, but she has to go. I can’t keep doing this with her, and with Lucas. I can’t watch the two of them together anymore. The jealousy was more than I could handle. She has to go tonight.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Penny

  Lucas looks at me, puzzled by what’s going on. Obviously, he knows nothing about how Mason and I feel about each other. I should’ve known it was a bad idea to sleep with them again. I should’ve just stopped at coming over to visit and left it at that, but we were having so much fun. Before I knew it, one thing kind of led to another and we were all naked, having a great time.

  “What’s that all about?” Lucas asks me when the bathroom door slams shut.

  “I-I don’t know,” I lie. The last thing that I want to do is cause friction between them. They’ve been best friends for so long; I don’t want to ruin any more relationships than I already have. “I think I’m going to go ahead and take off.”

  Getting out of the bed, I make my way into the living room where my clothes are. The Scrabble board is still on the table, reminding me what a loser I am—in more ways than one.

  “Penny, you can’t go tonight,” Lucas says as I put my pants and bra on. “It’s been snowing its ass off all day and night, plus it’s fucking freezing. What if you wreck or something? Just stay here tonight.”

  Shaking my head, I say, “No way. He wants me gone, so I’m out of here.” My feelings are hurt because I don’t want to go. I thought I was doing what would make them both happy, but it completely backfired on me. Even Lucas has the decency to let me stay the night because the roads probably are bad. “I don’t want to stay where I’m not welcome.” Slipping my boots on, I grab my coat and purse.

  “Don’t listen to him,” he says. “Sometimes Mason gets stabby like that, but it’ll be okay. He didn’t mean it. Please, Penny, don’t go.”

  “No, Lucas, I think coming over here was a mistake.” I zip up my coat and put my gloves on. “I should’ve stayed home tonight. It was very foolish of me to come out in the bad weather, and silly of me to come over here without talking to Mason first.” I open the door and see a thick blanket of white snow covering everything, including my car. “Goodnight, Lucas.”

  Kissing his cheek, I slip out into the biting wind. Snow flurries flutter through the air, landing on top of my coat and hair as I scrape the snow off my car. I can’t tell if it’s still coming down
or if it’s just the existing snow blowing through the crisp air, but I do know it’s fucking cold and I hope that my car is warm because the tears streaming down my face feel like they could freeze.

  I give Mason’s house one last glance as I pull away from the sidewalk and see the living room light go out. I must be the dumbest girl in all of St. Louis for thinking something like this could work, or that I could have Mason all to myself.

  When I get home, my feet and hands are frozen, but they’re nowhere as cold as my heart feels at the moment. I feel so rejected, unwanted, and abandoned. It was a significant risk telling Mason my feelings in the first place, and he pushed me away. It was so stupid of me to go back there thinking that things would go back to being the way they were.

  Even when Lucas and I were having fun, it didn’t feel right, but in my mind, I felt that I had to include him to have Mason. It’s not exactly what I wanted, but I guess it was wishful thinking that I could finally have Mason back in my life again.

  Taking a steaming, hot shower, I let the water warm my body, but I can’t get warm enough. I don’t know if it’s because I feel so cold on the inside or if it’s because I was outside for nearly twenty minutes clearing off my car and letting it warm up in the blistering weather.

  Putting on my fuzzy pajamas, I climb into bed and lie awake as I stare at the ceiling replaying tonight’s events in my head. It went from good to excellent, to fucked up in a matter of hours. I might be crazy, but I could’ve sworn that Mason was hurting just as bad as I was. There was something in his eyes that resonated with me, but I can’t put my finger on exactly what it was.

  Drifting off to sleep, I keep thinking about the last time I saw him, how I watched him walk away from me and slam the bathroom door shut. Tears wet my pillow as I finally let go for the night and try to put it all behind me.

  It’s the last week of school, and I’m amazed at how fast time has flown by this year. I’ve been busy registering for my second year of nursing school and couldn’t be more excited. I’ll finally have my LPN license before I know it.

  My savings was nearly depleted by the time I finally received my first job offer at St. Louis Regional Hospital. I started working there a couple of weeks ago, and I really like it. I’m hoping it will lead to better job opportunities once I’m actually licensed, but for now, I’ll take what I can get. They’ve put me to work as a nurses aid in the intensive care unit. It’s been challenging, but it will allow me to get some of the hands-on training that I need for school, plus allow me to replenish my savings account while still affording my apartment.

  I haven’t dated or even entertained the idea of dating since I last talked to Mason and Lucas. Neither one of them have reached out to me, and I’ve not bothered trying to talk to them. I guess it’s better that way, it allows me to focus on myself, which is what I set out to do once things were over between Owen and me.

  It sucks though, because I miss Mason. All right, I miss Lucas a little too, but only as a friend. He was always chasing the next skirt and always looking out for himself—not that there’s anything wrong with that, but that’s what set him and Mason apart.

  Knowing that his dad called me his ‘Pretty Penny’ and was still asking for me haunts me to this day. With his mental state, he’s probably forgotten who I am by now, which makes me happy and sad at the same time. I don’t want him wondering where I went, but I also don’t want him to forget who I was either. His dad was really cool, even for an old man in a nursing home. I know why Mason had to put him in there, but I hated seeing him lying in that bed.

  Lately, I’ve been hanging out with Abby and Sabrina when I’m not working or studying, but no matter how much we go out and they try to hook me up with guys from the club, I can’t do it. I keep hoping that one day I’ll find a guy as good as Mason and settle down, but I don’t know if that’s possible. He was so different from every other guy that I’ve met.

  My lease is up at my apartment at the end of summer, so I’ve been weighing my options between living on campus or renewing my lease. There are pros and cons to both, I just have to figure out which one’s right for me. I’m so tired of living alone, which makes me want to live in a dorm so I’ll at least have some friends to hang out with, but it’s tough. I have friends now, and I barely hang out with them, so I’m not sure sticking me in housing with a bunch of younger college kids is really the right answer.

  I’ve got to start downsizing my costs, though, because school is expensive. That’s another option that I’ve been toying with: getting a roommate, but I don’t know if that’s the right thing to do, either. I just wish that things could go back to the way they were at the beginning of this past school year when I was over Owen and ready to have some fun. Things were so much more relaxed then, and I didn’t have to think about things too much.

  I was content living in my own little bubble while going to school and having fun. Nothing was serious back then, but once I met Mason and Lucas, everything changed. I wish I could redo the snowy night with them before things became even more complicated.

  Sometimes, I think about calling or texting Mason, but I figure what’s the point? I’m probably the last person he wants to hear from.

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Mason

  My life has been complete hell since Penny walked out of our lives. Knowing how much I cared about her, I should’ve never agreed to play a game of dirty Scrabble, but I figured it was harmless.

  Never in a million years did I think I’d become that envious, that jealous of my best friend. We’ve had sex together so many times that it was just the norm, but then Penny walked in and tore it all apart.

  She started by tearing down every wall in my heart. Hanging out with me, visiting my dad, going on fun little dates together—if that’s what you want to call them—and being herself was all my downfall. She’s such a beautiful person, inside and out. My chest still aches every time I think about her being gone from my life.

  It’s been four months since we last saw each other. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t look for her when I’m at the supermarket or driving through traffic. Even though I was the one who ended things, I want her back so badly.

  She’s probably moved on, found some great college guy, or fell in love with a doctor. The thought of her dating another guy makes me want to kill a person. I don’t know how I watched Lucas fuck her and use her body for his pleasure, or how I got off on it.

  I’ve had a lot of time to think about this, and I don’t think it was me getting off on my friend using her body. I think I got off on her sexuality, and how damn powerful she was in the bedroom. Out of all the women I’ve been with, Penny owns her passion. She might not be a dominant person, especially in the bedroom, but she’s all woman.

  There have been so many nights where I’ve lied awake in bed thinking about her and wondering how she’s doing. I’ve had to stop myself from sending her a text or dropping by her apartment.

  Work has kept me busy, which has helped immensely. Lucas and I have a big job that we’re going to bid on this week, and I’m grateful for it. We’re leaving for three days to go down to the boot heel of Missouri to get everything lined up for a new school they’re building. Since it’s summer, that should keep me from swinging by Penny’s place now that I know she’s out of college, too.

  The job should take us the next couple of months, and by the time we get back, Penny should be gearing up to go back to school. My hopes are that’s enough to keep me away from her.

  Pouring myself a cup of coffee, I wait for Lucas to finish getting ready. The truck’s all packed with our things, and we’ll be hitting the road just as the sun is beginning to rise. Hopefully, we’ll be in Hayti, MO just in time for lunch.

  “Do you have everything you need?” Lucas asks, stepping out of his room.

  I nod. “Yeah. Are you ready?”

  He puts on his sunglasses, swings his duffel bag over his shoulder and says, “Let’s go.”

  We load in
to the truck and set out south on Highway 55 just as the sun is peeking over the horizon. Looking in the side mirror, I watch St. Louis grow smaller and smaller until it disappears.

  I hope Penny has a good summer; she deserves the best of everything, and I wish I could be part of it.

  Rushing down the highway, I can’t believe that my dad had another stroke. The nursing home called about an hour after we started work this morning. Lucas and I have only been on the job site for a week, and I hate to leave him there by himself, but I don’t have any other choice.

  My phone rings just as I pass Cape Girardeau.

  “Hello?” I answer.

  “Hello, Mr. Rogers? This is Karen, the nurse from your father’s nursing home.”

  I recognize her voice immediately, considering that she was the one who notified me when he initially had his stroke. “Hi, yes, is everything okay?”

  “I’m sorry,” she says, her voice dropping an octave. “But your dad began having mini-strokes, and we had to rush him to St. Louis Regional Hospital. He should be arriving there momentarily, but I wanted to let you know so that you could go straight to the hospital instead of coming here.”

  “Mini-strokes?” I repeat. “Why?”

  “It’s hard to say, Mr. Rogers. There are a number of reasons that can happen. I’d advise you to get to the hospital as quickly as possible.”

  Pressing my foot harder on the accelerator, I speed down the highway. “I’m on my way.”

  I slam my fist into the dashboard as I hang up the call. “Damn it!” I yell.

  Why does it have to be my dad? Why did it have to happen when I was a couple of hours away?

  Anger and frustration build up inside of me as I coast down the highway. I think back to the last time I saw him, which was the day before we left. He told me he wasn’t feeling well, but I figured it was the change in weather.