by Lane Hart
“Easy for you to say,” she huffs. “What if you were the one I had been with without a condom?”
I shiver at the thought before I ask, “Are you gonna tell Graham?”
“What? God, no!” she yells. “He has enough to worry about juggling four classes and exams coming up soon. I won’t worry him unless there’s something to worry about in a few weeks.”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea,” Charlie agrees.
“I can’t believe that just a few weeks ago I was a virgin, and now…now, I’ve had sex with three men, and there’s a chance I could be knocked up!”
“It’s a small chance,” I assure her.
“Very small,” Charlie agrees. “You shouldn’t even worry about it. Just enjoy the weekend, and let Graham take your mind off of worrying. How long have you been waiting for him to want you?” he reminds her. “And now he does! Don’t waste another second thinking about hypotheticals when you could be experiencing the reality you’ve always wanted.”
“Yeah, okay,” Sky says as she blinks back the moisture in her eyes. “Thanks, guys. But I’m still pretty angry at you.” She gives us both a quick hug before she walks away, right into the arms of another man.
I have a feeling that everything has changed now, and while I’m happy for Sky, I’m not sure what it means for Charlie and me. We’ll just have to wait and see how things go down, and be there to pick our friend back up after Graham crushes her.
Chapter Thirty
Skyler
“Wake up, sweetheart,” Tyson’s deep soothing voice says. “Time to take your pill.”
The reminder of “the pill” has me springing up into a sitting position so fast that Ty groans when my elbow slams into his flesh.
“Crap, sorry,” I tell him as I turn to face him, still clutching the sheets to my naked breasts. His hand is clenching his stomach, where I must have hit because he was lying right behind me in bed.
“His fault for waking you up,” Charlie tells me with a grin from the other side of the bed. “Here you go.” He holds out a bottle of water to me, along with a foil pill wrapper that’s already been open.
Right, the morning-after pill that the pharmacy had to wait to get in. Or more like the several days after pill now. God, I hope it still works. All weekend long, I wanted to be happy that Graham and I were finally together, but I couldn’t with the black cloud of worry hanging over my head.
“Thanks, guys,” I say as I let go of the sheets to grab the water and toss the pill back. “You’re almost forgiven.”
“Good, because there was a lot of noise coming out of this room all weekend,” Ty says while he brushes the hair away from my bare shoulder to place a kiss on it. And then another. “Charlie and I have some catching up to do.”
Oh, no.
It suddenly hits me that Ty and Charlie are in my bed this morning, not just to give me my pill but because they think that we’re gonna pick right back up where we left off, like most other mornings after Graham leaves for class.
“We can’t do this anymore,” I blurt out while pulling the sheets back up over my bare breasts.
“I knew it!” Charlie exclaims before he climbs off the bed. “I told him that now that you’re with Graham, the three of us are done and over, and he didn’t listen!”
“Come on, sweetheart,” Ty says, grabbing my chin and turning it so that I’m looking at him. “This thing with Graham is temporary. It’s not gonna last.”
“It’s just temporary with you and Charlie too!” I remind him, hurt that he thinks Graham is gonna move on from me soon.
“For now, yeah. But it doesn’t have to be,” Ty says. “You could transfer to Freemont and stay here with us permanently.”
“You want me to transfer and move here, just so you two can keep fooling around together without feeling so ashamed or guilty?” I ask, while looking between the two men. “You don’t need me. You should be together if you want to be together.”
“It’s not the same without you,” Ty mutters.
“He doesn’t let me touch him on the weekends when Graham’s home and the three of us aren’t fucking,” Charlie explains.
“Threesomes require three people,” Ty responds through gritted teeth. “Not two, especially when there are only two dicks involved.”
“Ty…” I start, trying to figure out how to convince him that it’s okay to be with his friend if that’s what they both want, and why I can’t be with them. “I know that just because Graham is having sex with me doesn’t mean that he cares about me the same way that I care about him, but I can’t be with you or Charlie while I’m with him.”
“We could just tell him the truth about what we’ve been doing,” Ty threatens, his jaw ticking because he’s pissed at me.
“No, we won’t,” Charlie says with a sigh. “Because if you run your mouth to Graham about being with Sky, then I’ll tell him what we’ve done together.”
Great, now he’s threatening Ty.
“Guys, can you both just calm down? No one needs to tell Graham anything, okay? This is all getting way too complicated, so maybe it’s best that we end it now, so we can stay friends.”
“Best for you because you’re getting what you want, but what about Charlie and me?” Ty yells when he gets to his feet, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he towers over me on the bed.
“I’m sorry,” I tell him honestly. “Please don’t be upset with me. You’re my best friend. Both of you are!”
“No, we were just the consolation prize until the jackpot finally woke up and wanted you. But it’s not gonna last, and I’m not gonna wait around for you to cry on my shoulder when it all blows up in your face!” Ty shouts before he walks out of the room.
“Sorry, Sky,” Charlie says softly once he’s gone. “I think he’s just mad at himself right now. He’ll get over it. Probably.”
“Yeah,” I say through a sniffle. My eyes start to tear up because now our friendship is ruined, and it’s not like I have a lot of those to spare.
“Maybe he’s wrong about Graham,” Charlie adds. “I wasn’t ready for this to end either, but I get it. You need to do what’s best for you.”
“Thanks, Charlie,” I tell him as I huddle under the sheets and cry.
Graham and I are finally together, which is what I’ve always dreamed of. I’m supposed to be the happiest I’ve ever been, but right now, all I am is sad that I’m losing a friend that I desperately need just to have the man I want.
…
Charlie
When I walk out of Sky and Graham’s room, Ty is already dressed and headed down the stairs in a hurry.
“Ty, wait! Where are you going?” I ask, as I jog after him and catch him at the front door.
“Gym,” he says.
“Please just stay and talk to me,” I beg him.
“Talk about what?” he snaps. “You heard her. We’re done.”
“You and I don’t have to be done,” I point out.
“Yes, we do,” he says, his words like a punch to my gut.
“She was only gonna be here for a few weeks,” I remind him. “Is that all this was? A summer threesome fling? Because if so, why the hell are you so damn upset that she called it quits?”
“I…” he starts, and then stabs his fingers through the front of his long hair. “It just caught me off guard. I’m fine. I’m over it.”
“Bullshit,” I scoff. “You’re pissed, and you’re not over anything.”
“I just need to wrap my head around it. That’s all,” he mutters through clenched teeth.
“It doesn’t have to end. Not with you and me, at least. We can give it a try…”
“No,” he snaps.
“Why the hell not?” I ask.
“Why not?” he repeats. “Really, Charlie? Well, let’s see. How about because we both love pussy and neither of us has one?”
“So?” I ask. “We could try to find another woman…”
“No.”
“
Or experiment a little without…”
“Hell no.”
“So that’s it?” I ask. “We’re done. You and Skyler have the final say, and I just have to suck it up and get over it?”
“If Sky’s calling it quits, then I have to too. There’s just no other option, okay?”
“Fuck you, Ty,” I throw back at him. “If that’s what you want, then so be it. But don’t end this just because you’re worried about putting some label on it, or what people will think or say. Fuck them and fuck you, if you’re that damn stubborn!”
Chapter Thirty-One
Graham
“God, I missed you today,” I tell Skyler when I tackle her down on my bed and kiss her.
It’s hard to concentrate in class when my mind keeps replaying all the times we’ve been together the past few weeks, over and over again, remembering every single detail of each incredible time with Skyler.
That’s never happened to me before. I’ve been with a lot of women but none that warranted a second thought afterward. Maybe because they were unrememberable. Unremarkable. But having Sky in my arms is like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Probably because I know her better than all the other women I’ve been with combined, and she knows me. Not only does she know the best parts of me but also the worst parts as well, yet she still wants me.
While our time together in bed is hot and filled with passion, some of my favorite times are when we’re just lying there, wrapped up in each other, learning about the past few years—the things we don’t share on social media. Each moment just makes me fall that much harder for her, but I’m not sure how to tell her how I’m feeling.
“How was…class?” she asks me between kisses.
“Boring,” I reply, as my lips move down her neck and my hands go to work getting her shirt off. “Best part was thinking about doing this with you.”
“No, Graham,” Sky says, as she squirms out of her top and then tugs my shirt over my head. “You’re supposed to be focused on the lectures.”
“Impossible.” My mouth moves lower, down her stomach, and I remove her bottoms, jerking her shorts and panties down her legs at the same time. “How can I concentrate on anything when I know this sweet pussy is waiting on me?”
“If you make below a B…on any assignments…I’m revoking…your privileges,” she tells me between panting breaths as I place hot, wet kisses on the insides of her thighs and pelvis, everywhere except for where I know she really wants a kiss. “Please, Graham!” She lifts her hips, begging, after a few more near misses.
“Please what?” I ask because I love to hear naughty words from her good girl mouth. I’d really like to fill that good girl mouth with cock one of these days, but right now, I need to get her wet and ready, so I can fuck her.
“Please make me come,” she says in a rush.
“How?” I run my index finger teasingly through her damp slit, making her squirm. “Tell me exactly what you need, baby.”
“Your tongue,” she says.
“What do you want my tongue to do?” I ask before fluttering the tip over her clit a few times.
“Oh God!” Sky cries out and then cups the back of my head to push my mouth back down toward her pussy. “That! Please keep doing that!”
I sink a finger inside of her tight heat while my tongue batters her clit, until she’s bearing down and squeezing my finger when she comes with a shout of my name.
Unable to wait any longer, I roll off the side of the bed to undo my cargo shorts and start taking them and my shoes off while rounding up a condom from the bedside table. Sheathed and ready to go, I crawl up between Sky’s still spread thighs and rub my cock over her wet cunt a few times before I slam home. A low, grateful moan climbs up my throat because of how damn tight she still is, even after all the times I’ve been inside of her.
“You feel so fucking good,” I tell her as I swivel my hips and wait for her to adjust to my size. Leaning down, I kiss her parted lips and say, “I swear you were made for me, baby. So glad you wanted me to be your first.”
I lift my head when I think she can take a few pumps of my hips and freeze when I finally notice the redness around her eyes and the shimmer they have to them as she looks up at me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask frantically, worried I hurt her.
“It’s…nothing,” she replies with a shake of her head on the pillow between sniffles, telling me there’s obviously something wrong.
“Talk to me,” I tell her, using my thumb to wipe away the dampness on her cheek. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No. Just keep going,” she says.
“Not until you tell me why you’re crying.”
“I wasn’t a virgin!” she chokes out. “Our first time wasn’t my first time.”
“Okay,” I reply in confusion. And yeah, I thought I was her first, but I wasn’t sure, and she didn’t say anything at the time or afterward. “That’s okay, Sky. I wasn’t either,” I add with a smile.
“I know that,” she says with a roll of her eyes. “Did you want me to be, though?”
“I would’ve liked to have been your first,” I admit. “But only because that would mean I wouldn’t have anyone else to try and live up to.”
“You have a lot for me to live up to,” Sky says.
“Not as many as you think,” I assure her. “I’ve always been pretty selfish with random women who ask to come home with me.”
“What does that mean?” she asks.
“They blow me, but I don’t give them anything in return,” I explain. “And yeah, that makes me sound like an asshole. Guess I am.”
“No, you’re not,” she says. “You’re very generous with me.”
“Because I really like you and I want to take care of you,” I tell her. “I’ve only gone down on maybe two other girls before.”
“Oh,” she says.
“Was I at least the first to tongue fuck you?” I ask.
She shakes her head no.
“Second?” I ask.
“Third,” she answers.
“Well damn,” I mutter with a grin, burying my face in her neck to kiss her and try to tamp down my jealousy at the same time. “I would’ve liked to have been the only man to give you something you’ve never had before. Do you have any firsts left that I could maybe try to earn?”
“Ah, well, there’s one left,” she tells me.
“Really? Which one?” I ask, lifting my head to see her face. The blush that’s spreading over her cheeks makes it pretty obvious.
“You’ll have to try and guess,” Sky replies with a grin.
“Okay,” I agree, as I slip a hand under her ass cheek to lift her hips, driving my cock even deeper inside of her and making us both gasp. Once I get enough control to speak without coming so soon, I ask her, “If I figure it out, you’ll let me pop that cherry?”
“Yes,” she replies.
Before she even can react, I flip us without letting my cock slip free, putting me on my back with Sky on top, riding me. From this position, it makes it easier for me to reach around and press my fingertip to her tight, puckered hole.
“Graham,” Sky moans, her eyes fluttering closed and her head thrown back. Then she starts to bounce her hips, unable to stay still any longer.
“Is this your last sweet cherry?” I ask her as my finger applies more pressure to her virgin ass.
“Yes!” she moans and presses her palms to my chest to ride my cock faster while my finger starts to penetrate her asshole. Her tits sway back and forth, so damn sexy with her frantic movements.
“I’ve never taken anyone here before. Guess that makes me a virgin too,” I admit.
Sky grasps my face between her hands and falls forward, pressing our chests together so that she can kiss me hard, plunging her tongue into my mouth in the same rhythm that my cock and finger thrust inside of her.
It’s so good that I can’t last. As soon as her pussy starts to throb around my shaft, I come apart. We kiss and meld our bodies
together as close as possible through every single amazing shudder and wave of pleasure.
By the time the final shiver races down my spine, we’re a pile of sweaty, panting pile of weak limbs. Sky stays sprawled on top of me, even after my skin starts to cool down.
“As soon as I recover,” I whisper to her. “I’m gonna lick your pussy while I finger your tight, little asshole until you’re begging for my cock to claim it.”
“That won’t take long,” Sky replies with a kiss on my neck.
“Oh, I hope it does,” I tell her. “Now, get on your hands and knees, so I can get to work owning you.”
…
Sky
I’m even more nervous tonight than I was the day I lost my virginity to two men. But I want this with Graham, even if I am a little terrified.
He told me to get on my hands and knees, so that’s where I am, where I’ve been for so long my jelly-like arms can barely hold me up while he…looks at me. So far, that’s all he’s done. Looked, and pulled out another condom and some lube from the bedside table.
Finally, I hear the pop of him opening the lid to the lube, and then his fingertips are pressing against the clenching ring of muscles.
“Relax, baby,” he says before he pushes one finger all the way inside me. I barely get out a moan when I start gasping from the sudden swipe of Graham’s tongue spreading my lower lips apart and then he’s lapping at my clit again, causing my body to clamp down on his invading finger. I vaguely feel the pressure of him stretching me with another digit before I’m erupting into a trembling puddle of need on the mattress.
When I float back down from my high, my face is pressed to the sheets, and my body is already starting to tighten again with another release, thanks to Graham’s unrelenting tongue and busy fingers.
“One more,” he says against my throbbing flesh. “Come for me one more time. And then I want you to tell me if I can have that last part of your body, that my cock is rock hard and desperate to take.”
