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I can’t believe we are arguing about this now. I can’t believe I ever thought this sort of relationship could work. And I hate the way how he looks so beautiful right now, with his swollen lips and his messy hair, scowling at me while the moon shines through the small window behind him.
“This was a bad idea,” Seth says with a long sigh.
My heart twinges and I feel like I have been stabbed with a knife. I clench my jaw, focusing on my breathing rather than the tears welling up in my eyes. If there is one thing I will not do, is cry in front of Seth Garcia.
I watch him push away from the counter. I don’t watch him leave. I focus on the tiles on the floor, counting them, trying to keep my thoughts away from how he felt in my arms and how much I already miss the feel of his lips on mine. The footsteps on the stairs signal to me that he’s going to bed and I wait for the door to click close before I decide to return to my own.
I don’t bother with my bag, deciding to leave that for the morning. I’m too tired to unpack. I truce up the steps, trying not tithing about Seth and our very fucked up relationship. Snoring drifts toward me as I pass Hunter’s room. Lucas’s is quiet. I stop for a moment, wondering if I can hear him typing, but there’s nothing. He’s definitely sleeping. We would have been fine.
I blink away the tears and continue on to my room, finding it exactly how I left it, with clothes scattered on the ground. I had no clue what to wear or pack, not knowing how a professional model looks like in New York. It turns out, they dress like normal people. I plop myself on my bed, willing myself to take off my clothes and go to bed, but I don’t move. I’m both too tired and too awake to do anything but sit.
I don’t know how long I stay like that. My mind goes blank and all I’m doing is staring at the carpeting, willing myself to think of anything but Seth. A soft knock sounds at the door and I glance up, watching Seth guide Rachel quietly into my room. She’s wearing a long, baggie white nightgown, looking virginal and sweet with her blond curly hair floating around her shoulders. If I didn’t know better, I would think an angel had fallen from the heavens and found herself in my room.
I glance at Seth, confused as Rachel sits beside me. She takes my hand and places a tender kiss on my knuckles. Seth holds a finger to his lips, signaling to be quiet. So this is what we’re going to do. We’re going to have sex with Rachel, so that way if Hunter and Lucas hear us, it won’t seem weird. A part of me feels upset. I hate this secret. I want to be open with Hunter and Lucas. But, then again, I want to be with him, and I want to be with her. I’ve missed them so much.
Seth sits on the other side of me. His lips brush against my temple. His arms circle around me and he nuzzles my head while Rachel pulls me closer to her. Her lips brush against mine and my eyes flutter close. She kisses me sweetly, slowly. Our tongues twine together in a sacred dance we know so well by this point. Seth kisses my neck. His hands tug at my shirt. His fingers run along my spine.
I pull away from Rachel long enough for Seth to pull my shirt over my head. Rachel’s hands press against my shoulders, massaging them gently before caressing my chiseled chest and abs. She kisses my neck while Seth claims my lips. My sorrow swiftly shifts into hunger and I grab Seth by the back of his head, pulling him closer, my teeth grazing his tongue lightly. His groan spurs me on and I tug him closer, my hands fisting in his hair.
Rachel whimpers and I release Seth and turn toward her, kissing her as hungrily as I kissed Seth. She moves closer to me, straddling my hips while Seth kisses a path from my neck to my shoulders. His teeth tease my skin. I cup Rachel’s breasts, squeezing them. She’s not wearing a bra and I can feel everything. I pinch her nipples, earning a gasp. I don’t even think she’s wearing underwear. I can feel how smooth she is, how hot she is for us. She grinds her hips against me while I circle an arm around her waist. Her hands reach for my jeans. They’re already unbuttoned and unzipped. I didn’t bother fixing them when Seth left me in the kitchen. She palms my cock and I thrust into her hand, seeking more of her touch, hungry for more.
Behind me, I hear Seth removing clothes. I pull at Rachel’s gown but she bats my hands away and pulls her dress down, exposing her very large breasts. For a brief moment, I wonder why she’s been doing this lately. Since Seth and I returned from camp, she hasn’t been taking off her clothes. Is she self-conscious about her weight?
My worries immediately dissipate when Seth takes my hand and begins sucking on my finger. My cock twitches, reminded of our time in the camp, when his mouth had been sucking on something else. Rachel grinds herself against me and my mind goes numb to everything but this wonderful torture.
When Seth’s teeth tease my tip, I lose all control. I pull away from him and in one swift motion, I pick up Rachel and rest her on her back on the bed. I yank down my jeans as well as my boxers and throw them somewhere behind me with all my other clothes. She smiles up at me, spreading her legs and reaching for me.
Before I can even thrust myself into her, Seth’s hand is on my cock pumping it up and down. I toss back my head, releasing a low groan, my body twitching with need in his touch. Precum spills from my cock, slicking his hand. I run my hand through my hair, trying to hang on, wanting this to last as long as possible. I want to fuck the both of them until the sun rises, and then fuck them some more.
Rachel sits up on her knees as Seth pumps me. I reach for him and his body shudders as my hand pumps him. We angle our bodies toward each other. Our hands release and I grab his hips while he grabs my shoulders as our cocks slide against each other. Rachel leans toward us, taking both of our tips into her mouth. My eyes roll to the back of my head as she sucks on me. Seth’s groans fill my ears, making the hairs rise on the back of my nape. I thrust into Rachel’s mouth, shivering when I feel her teeth graze my sensitive skin. My eyes open to mere slits and I watch Seth, his head tilting back, his mouth gaping open in pure desire.
Why can’t we always be like this? I reach for him, touching his hair, pushing the strands away from his face. He leans into my touch, his face flushed. Beautiful. It’s the only word that comes to mind while I stare at Seth now, wanting to touch him more, wanting to drive him to the brink of no longer caring.
He reaches for me and I meet him half way, our mouths fitting perfectly together. His tongue strokes me and my insides turn to fire, my whole body tuned to him. I want to kiss him like this outside this room. I want to shove him up against the counter and fuck him with no worries, but no, this is the way we have to do it.
It always has to be Seth’s way. I always have to follow Seth’s rules.
Rachel releases our cocks and her hands are sliding up my chest to my shoulders. My kiss with Seth ends and I turn to her, meeting her swollen mouth, tasting salt and something else—something resembling lemon. She must have been drinking lemonade when Seth went to her, took her from her room.
And then she’s pushing me back. I connect with the bed, staying there and watching with an awkward grin as she straddles me. I cup her ass and push her forward until I can feel the heat from her pussy. Not wasting any time, I lick her pussy lips, relishing in the sweet taste of her. She’s so hot and wet. My cock twitches with need. She gasps above me, her thighs tightening around my face as my tongue finds her clit. I give it a little flick and her body spasms, her cries filling the room.
Familiar hands grip my cock and I know it’s Seth. I could be blindfolded and know it’s him. He gives my shaft a good pump and then his mouth is on me, his tongue flicking against my sensitive tip. My hands tighten on Rachel’s ass, my fingers digging into her plump flesh. My hips move on their own accord, thrusting into Seth’s mouth while my tongue circles around Rachel’s clit. She rocks against me, her cries heightening, and her thighs spasming. Any longer and I might come and I want to feel her insides clenching around me. I want to come inside her.
Seth releases my cock with a loud pop and Rachel slides down the length of my body. I enter her easily, clenching my jaw to keep from shouting. Seth kisses her neck, but his eyes are on me, taunting me. I thrust into Rachel harder, earning a shrill gasp while I part her ass in invitation for Seth’s entrance.
His eyes are still on me when he enters her and everything becomes tighter, sweeter. I see stars with each thrust he gives her, feeling him on the other side. His hands lace with mine on her hips and we time ourselves, thrusting into her as one.
“More,” Rachel moans as she tosses her head back and forth, her hair covering her flushed face, her eyes heated as they meet mine. “Fuck me harder.”
Something dark and lust-filled rippled through me. There’s no way I can hold on to my control. I thrust harder and fast into her. Seth meets me, his jaw clenching, his hands tightening on mine. We ride her hard. And I love the way she soaks my dick, how she sucks me back in. She grinds herself against me and I pull a hand from Seth’s to palm her clit, giving her exactly what she needs.
“Yes!” she cries, her eyes wide as she tosses back her head, her gaze on the ceiling. “Yes!”
“Oh, no you don’t,” I growl out while cupping her face and pulling her toward me. She shivers as I whisper darkly, “we’re not done yet.”
I roll us over until she’s lying next to me with Seth lying behind her. My leg covers Rachel and Seth, pulling them closer. I kiss her shoulder, her neck, moving in and out of her, never wanting this to end. If they’re going to come to me in the dead of night, in secret, then I’m going to make this last as long as possible. I kiss her sloppily, my tongue moving in and out of her mouth languidly before turning to Seth. He’s already waiting for me, his lips parted, eager for my mouth to claim his. He kisses me like a starving man, searching for more, craving for my touch. I grab a fist full of his hair and keep him there, kissing him with everything I have, as if telling him this is alright. There is nothing wrong with touching each other like this, for loving each other like this.
My orgasm takes me by surprise. My breath hitches and I pull away from Seth. Shivers ripple through me and I try to hold on, try to keep myself from spilling. I don’t want this to end, because when it does, Rachel will leave, and then the guilt will set in.
