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“So we can each get a ride back there.”
My eyes flitted open and I thumped him in the chest. “Honey, I don’t know if you’ll fit back there.”
Buried to the hilt inside me, Axel laughed. “We’ll see.”
I felt the bed shift again, as Tyler stood up. And then he was pushing against my lips, entering my mouth. I opened wide for him, wrapping one hand around his thick shaft, while bracing myself with the other. Sucking and fucking and rolling my hips in obscene, beautiful circles.
And that was it — that was all it took. I let everything go, as the three people I loved most in the whole world took their pleasure in me, all at once. Tyler. Zane. Axel. All of them inside me. Each of them watching the other enjoy me in ways that no one ever, ever had. Or ever could. Except for them.
My orgasm came rushing up from my innermost of places. It exploded upward, outward, obliterating all other thoughts as I trembled and clenched and screamed with a pleasure I couldn’t possibly have imagined, not in my wildest dreams, my craziest thoughts, my most secret, depraved fantasies.
When it was over I collapsed forward onto Axel’s chest, like a marionette whose strings had been cut. I was emotionally drained. Physically spent. Somewhere through the haze of euphoria I could feel them surging, pulsing, filling me with warmth and heat and love. Their individual cries of rapture echoed my own.
And everything was right in the world.
~ 47 ~
TYLER
Taking your girlfriend to lunch is one thing. Taking her to lunch with her other boyfriend, who also happens to be your best friend, is something else. The whole thing could’ve felt strange, or weird, or any number of other adjectives., but it sure as hell didn’t. Axel and I had been like brothers for our entire lives. Ariana was merely an extension of our brotherhood, opening it up to all-new experiences, in all-new amazing ways.
“Umm… is that…”
But taking your girlfriend out to lunch with your best friend who also happens to be her boyfriend, when your ex-girlfriend is suddenly approaching the table?
Well, that’s all kinds of awkward.
“Hi Tyler. Hey Axel.”
Lexus was wearing a white sweater with black leggings, and the boots I’d bought her last Christmas. She had a white knit hat with a pompom on it, which was for looks, not for warmth.
“Err… can we talk?”
She glared down at Ariana, who she hadn’t even addressed. There had never been any love lost between them, but whatever thread of goodwill existed purely for the sake of our friendship had apparently snapped in the wake of our breakup.
“I don’t need to talk, Alexandra. In fact—”
“Lexus,” she interrupted me, looking hurt. “You’ve never called me Alexandra.”
“He does now,” Ariana snapped. I could tell by her barely-contained restraint she’d somehow bitten off the word ‘bitch’ at the end of the sentence.
“Look, there’s something I need to tell you. Something important.” Now she did look at Ariana, and a bit pleadingly at that. “I promise it won’t take long.”
“You sure you don’t have Jagrbombs to do with Malcolm?” Ariana sneered.
Lexus appeared magnificently annoyed — a look I knew all too well. Somehow she bit her tongue, though.
“Go ahead,” Ari shrugged, bumping my leg. “Might as well see what ‘Lexus’ wants.”
I couldn’t believe it. Either this was some sort of twisted test by Ariana, or I had the most understanding girlfriend in the world. The way she went back to casually eating her tortellini didn’t help me either. And when I looked to Axel for help, he merely shrugged.
“Fine,” I said, standing up and dropping my napkin to the table. “Excuse me.”
I wasn’t about to walk out with Lexus, which is what she probably wanted. Instead, I guided her over to the waiting area at the front of the restaurant, which was currently empty.
“What is it you need, Alexandra?”
Lexus bit her bottom lip — a gesture I used to think was adorable. Now I saw it for what it was: a childish attempt at manipulation.
