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“What the fuck?” Keller shouts, and I try so hard not to laugh. “No wonder you named him Little Fucker, let me kick the bastard out.” He gets off the bed and grabs LF by the back of his neck, tossing him out of the room and shuts the door.
He turns to me and grins. “Now, where were we.” He dives onto the bed; his face aimed right at my cunt and goes right at it. At least he does this part right, which is what I meant when I said he’s hit or miss. Only a hit with his tongue.
“Yes.” I gasp as he sucks my clit into his mouth while fingering both my pussy and asshole. I love when he does this. He pumps away in rhythm with his sucking, and I explode within seconds. “Coming, oh god.” I shout as my hips lift off the bed, while he doesn’t let up. Moving his fingers out of me, he moves down, shoving his tongue up my cunt to lick up all my juices.
“Fuck, yes. Love how you taste when you come, best taste I’ve ever had,” he states, grinning, as he comes up over me to grab a condom from the nightstand.
I stay in my post orgasm high while he power drives his dick inside me, but my moans are fake, even to my own ears, and soon, I start tuning him out, which pisses me off and makes me feel like shit. I want to come again, but it never happens in this way, I let out a long fake ass moan to tell him I’m coming and do a few Kegels, so he thinks I’m done, as he finishes up.
He gives me a kiss when he’s done, and smiles. “You sure I can’t convince you to let me sleep with you tonight.”
I roll my eyes. “Nope, sorry.”
He sighs and gives me a peck on the forehead. “Love you babe, night.” When he leaves, I pull mytoy boxout from under the bed and dig through it to find the vibrator I need for this moment. After that performance, I need a good orgasm to fall asleep.
Chapter 8
Drew
It’s late when I get home. I was gonna bring back that chick from the bar but thought better of it. Last thing I need is for her to still be at my place in the morning for Tara to see. Instead, she let me fuck her in the bathroom, and before I could come, she begged me to finish on her face. Who was I to deny a request like that? I hear noises coming down the hall, Tara must still be watching TV. But it’s when I notice Keller’s door open, and him not in it, that my stomach sinks.
Of course, they’re fucking. Shouldn’t bother me one bit. So why the hell does it? I move swiftly to my room and close the door. But that doesn’t help because her room is right next to mine, making her moans a little louder and closer. I go to leave my room to sleep on the couch when the sounds make me do a double take.
She’s fucking faking, holy shit. I let out a chuckle and go closer to the wall. Yeah, no, those aren’t the sounds she makes when she’s enjoying it, those aren’t the moans of ecstasy. “I’m coming, Keller.” I hear and seconds later he lets out a grunt. Yeah, totally fucking faking. At least I know I’m better in bed than him.
I smirk and walk out of my bedroom, heading to the kitchen for a bottle of water. As I twist off the cap Keller comes sauntering in with a smirk on his face. “Sorry about the noise,” he gloats. Little does the moron know that Tara wasn’t even into it.
“Just got home, so I must have missed the show,” I lie.
He moves around me grabbing his own bottle and says goodnight, going in the opposite direction of Tara’s room. Well ain’t that just interesting, they have sex, but she never lets him sleep in her bed. Huh.
I go back to my room but freeze in my tracks when I get to Tara’s door. A door I might add that isn’t fully closed, so I can see everything that’s going on. It wasn’t the open door that stopped me though, nope, it was the sound of a vibrator and a small moan. Fuck me.
I should walk away, go to my room and shut the door, but that’s not what I do. I’m rooted to the fucking floor as I watch Tara slip the purple vibrator inside her cunt, while one hand plays with her clit. Her beautiful fucking pussy. Trimmed up neat with just a small patch of dark brown hair. God damn it, I remember it being pretty fucking amazing, but seeing her like this, it’s even better than I remember. Every time she shoves it inside her harder, her hips buck off the bed, and her breath hitches. She’s close, I remember that sound. I check down the hall to make sure Keller isn’t coming back, before I do an even more dumb ass thing.
Whipping my cock out of my pants, I give myself a squeeze, pre-cum already forming at the tip. Slowly jacking myself as I watch Tara’s pussy splayed wide open as she shoves the vibrator inside herself. It doesn’t take either one of us long, we seem to come in sync with each other. And fuck me, “Oh god, yes, Drew, yes,” she moans out as she finishes.
If that didn’t make me come even harder, I’d have been caught. She lays on the bed for a few moments, an arm over her face. I move quickly, my hand still on my dick, full of cum, as I rush into my room and shut the door.
Cleaning myself up, I clench my fists tight. Keller not only doesn’t do it for her, she has to kick him out when he’s done so she can finish herself off. And fuck me she moaned out my name when she finally came. And like the sick fuck I am, I got off on it. This shit is about to get messy; I can see it now. Keller is gonna fuck up their relationship all on his own, and I’ll wait for that, because there is no way in hell I ain’t moving in on Tara the second they are done.
I was an idiot before, not claiming her the second she walked into my precinct, spouting out bullshit of not shitting when I live. Only reason I acted like that was because I was pissed off when I woke up and she was gone. Something about her since the second I met her changed me, and I knew she was mine. Especially when I rolled over in bed and saw blood on the sheets. It solidified it even more. Then of course, my anger got the best of me, and I opened my mouth and couldn’t keep it shut whenever I saw her at work. Then to piss me off even more she started dating Keller.
Maybe I won’t even wait. She moaned my name after all, just ten minutes ago. And Keller is off fucking someone else constantly, so I won’t even feel bad for making my play while they are still together. Hell, pretty sure LF will be happy too, since that damn cat hates Keller, and it pisses Keller right off when LF climbs into my lap and starts purring.
Everything is so messed up. What the hell am I thinking? Just because Keller is a douchebag, doesn’t mean I need to sink to his level. I just gotta wait it out and hope for the best.
I lay on my bed, pulling the sheet up. I hear a purr and look over to see LF sleeping next to me. I smirk, grabbing my phone and snap a picture of us together, and send it off to Keller.
Fuck youhe replies back within seconds. Idiot is probably awake and sexting one of his side pieces. Putting the phone down on my nightstand, I fall asleep, thinking about Tara, and all the ways I’m fucked up.
Chapter 9
Tara
Living with Drew week two
Well, living with Drew isn’t as awkward as I thought it would be. But it’s only been a few weeks, so that could change. Especially with Keller getting ready to head out for the next month on the road with his team. I honestly haven’t had Keller around so damn much before. It’s nice, I suppose, but I never noticed how friggin’ annoying he can be. I’m actually looking forward to him going on the road for a while. And honestly, I’m seriously considering ending it with him sooner. The dumbest things trigger me lately when it comes to him. It’s not helping the situation any when Drew starts getting involved and sides with me. Which has Keller leaving the house pissed off, then he doesn’t come home until late, or more like early morning.
