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Apollo looked out the window and said, “Well.”
I could feel my brow arch. He said, “Thalia isn’t exactly all...put together.”
Fuck my life!
“I can handle it.” Probably? Possibly? Maybe? I didn’t know, but things were never boring in my life these days.
Storm
I eventually got myself under control enough that I could get up, go to my room, and settle into my bed. That was some shit to see. Holly was...something else. I hated shopping. I hated it for more than regular reasons of being bored. I had reasons I couldn’t talk about because she did not want me to tell her how Essie always went school shopping with me. She picked out everything for me. We could match and be in other schools. She had ways of keeping me connected to her emotionally that I was still processing. Maybe I needed to go shopping. Maybe Holly needed to pick out what I should be wearing.
When she arrived at my door with a box of cupcakes, she said, “Surprise?”
“It was a surprise all right.” I nodded. She brought me the box and I settled back against the padded headboard that was there for decoration since it was secured to the wall.
I opened up the box top and she said, “I just wanted to spend some time with you, and you shifted that time to her. Don’t get mad because we had quality time getting to know each other. You were back here beer bonding with Winston.”
I was pulling the wrapper on the cupcake and asked a crazy question, “So, you, uh...just talked all afternoon?”
She blushed and said, “No. I.” She looked away and then back to me. “I don’t want to lie to you. I don’t want you to be upset either.”
“Tell me.” She didn’t know Autumn showed us all of it. Probably thought she asked about cupcakes, we said yes, and that was it. Wow. Bad Autumn. I liked her before, but that dude brain came in handy for sure.
“Well. We, uh.” She pulled her hair around and showed me a section that was not even like the rest. “I got my hair caught in the zipper of a dress. She helped. Then, she showed me a picture of you two hanging out. So, we...asked if you wanted some cupcakes and then we...made out.”
“Made out?” I put that wrapper in the box and placed the container next to me. I wanted both the cupcake and the answer to that implied question.
“She, uh...you know. Did some stuff.” Holly’s blush went from her neck to her hairline. Probably down the rest of her body.
I licked the icing and sighed. So good. This woman in my bed was all sorts of bad for me, but the cupcake, the deviant behavior, was so good. “Tell me. In detail.”
I enjoyed that story and the first cupcake with almost equal measure. She was a bit warm and wiggly in her spot. I said, “Give me another one.”
She picked a cupcake out of the box and started to hand it to me, then pulled it back. She peeled the wrapper and then said, “We have that party to go to tonight.”
I nodded. Reached, but she pulled the cupcake back and shook her head. My brow shot up. “What?”
She scooped some of the decadent frosting onto her finger and then touched my lips. Oh, she was such a bad girl and she wanted to be. I opened my mouth and captured her finger, licked, sucked, nipped the tip as it left my mouth. Her mouth followed and hit with crushing force, so my head popped back against the bedframe. Good thing it was padded and maybe not for decoration after all. Though I doubt my mother thought I needed it for this. Holly had on a dress, so she moved over me easily and seated herself on my lap. Her fingers moved into the icing, then to my mouth, then to the icing and onto hers where she smeared a bit on her lips, down her chin, and I watched this little freak raise that flag again as she crumbled that dessert and smeared it all across her chest and the tops of her exposed cleavage.
One word and I was ready to eat her up. “Stormy.”
I reached under the dress as my lips moved in to meet hers. No panties. Damn. So wet. Fuck. She lifted up, pushing her breasts and that culinary mess into my reach as my hand adjusted for her to ride my fingers. Her fingers twined in my hair, pulled, and I realized she was all kinds of worked up from the afternoon. Autumn didn’t have a dick with her. Just a phone. My Holly needed this. To feel full. To lead and not be led. She pulsed around my fingers and as I pulled those out, she kissed me.
My Holly was not a one orgasm wonder. That might do in public, but this was private, and she was a greedy little diva. I shifted as she pushed at the band on my swim trunks. I had thought to get into the pool, but those thoughts changed as Winston and I got to talking about stuff we actually had in common. No oral for me, but she was wet enough I didn’t worry as she practically tried to impale herself on my dick. I grunted with the effort, but damn she was aggressive this afternoon. She was trembling, pulling at me, riding in a wild abandon that didn’t provide much rhythm. “That’s it, Babe.”
She shook her head no and I asked, “You need me to take over?” She nodded. I smiled. Damn, there were moments when I couldn’t stop the feelings of pure joy from breaking through and this was one of them. “Hold my shoulders. That’s it.” I put my hands at her hips. “Look at me.” I shifted our position a bit and her eyes went wide. Yeah, you were not all the way down. I fucked up and into her and she made all those sounds I loved to hear. I kissed her lips, tried to eat those sounds right out of her mouth. She pulled back and gasped for breath, adjusted one of her legs and I let out a groan because that adjustment brought her all the way down and she winced. “Hurt?”
I stopped moving. She nodded. I went to adjust us, but she held me tight and said, “Stay.”
“I don’t want to hurt you.” I shook my head no.
“Not in a bad way.” She stroked my cheek. “It hurts so good, Stormy. Nothing and no one feels like you do.”
Well, I guess now we could both feel a bit of pain because I understood completely what my role in this fucked-up triangle had become. Made it easier to give her what she wanted. I didn’t mind. I never got to fuck like this. I would, though, after Holly. I knew there would be an after Holly now, too. That made me happy. I held her tighter, didn’t let her move, and drove up and into her without restraint until she was gasping, tears spilling over, and then clasping me in an orgasm as I emptied in a low growl of my own.
Holly
I wasn't sure what I was doing other than just fucking my way through this year. That was about to stop for at least four days though. I went to the Bunny House and knocked on the door. Apollo answered and I took a step back which made me miss a step. He reached, steadied me before I fell.
