Reading the change in my breathing, Miles brought his thumb to my aching clit, drawing quick circles that tipped me over the edge. I whimpered as my body tensed up, teetering on the brink of letting go. I released Adrian’s cock, groaning with pleasure as I slid my tongue in his slit. He bucked his hips, stroking himself hard and fast, and seeing the desperate urge on his face, the strangled moans at my back, and Miles working my clit as he tipped over… I came hard, my body quaking violently as I lost control, clenching around both dicks inside me. Ethan fell first and Miles followed right after, jerking and thrusting as they released all their pent-up desire.
Ethan held me close to his chest, and every shockwave of his climax jolted through me too, making my pussy walls flutter all over again. It was all Adrian needed. He edged closer, ready to explode, and Ethan rolled me away from him so that Adrian could shoot his load all over my chest, rope after rope of his white love painting my breasts.
Miles slipped out of me with a pleasured grunt, a faint tremor still running through him, sweat clinging to his forehead as he braced a hand on the desk. Ethan eased back next, dragginga final shiver through my spine before he let out a low exhale against my shoulder.
No one spoke. The room felt thick with heat, the kind that left my limbs loose and my brain soft around the edges. My legs wobbled, useless, and Adrian laughed under his breath as he dropped to the floor, tugging the office rug into place like that had been the plan all along.
The quiet after the storm of our bodies felt dreamlike. Heat lingered in the room, and the faint scent of our skin mixed with the soft sunlight streaming through the school’s windows. I was sprawled across the rug, limbs tangled with theirs, every inch of me buzzing from what had just happened.
Miles’ arm draped across my waist, his hand tracing idle patterns along my hip. Adrian leaned against my shoulder, warm and grounding, while Ethan rested his forehead lightly against mine, our chests rising and falling in tandem.
I closed my eyes, letting the warmth seep into my bones, savoring the closeness. For months, I had wondered how it could ever feel like this, how it could ever be right. And now… it was perfect.
“God,” I whispered, voice shaking a little, “I’m so happy.”
Ethan lifted his head slightly, eyes searching mine, still soft, still tentative, like he was afraid to hope. “Happy?” he murmured, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face.
I nodded, catching a little laugh in my throat. “I mean… more than I ever thought I could be. I… I love you all so much.”
Miles shifted closer, tilting my chin up with the pad of his thumb, his gaze flicking between mine and the others. “Love’s a strong word,” he said, a teasing quiver in his voice, though the warmth in his eyes made my chest ache.
“It’s the right one.” I leaned into the curve of his touch. “All of you. I don’t have to pick, and I… I don’t want to. I just want this. You. Us. Everything.”
Adrian smiled, resting his hand over mine. “Good. Because it would’ve sucked knowing you didn’t love me back.”
“Back?” I craned my neck to look at him.
He nodded and placed the softest of kisses to the corner of my mouth. “Back.”
Ethan finally let out a small, breathy laugh, the kind that was half relief, half disbelief. “You’re incredible,” he said. “You make everything better. All of us.”
I felt tears prick my eyes, warm and bright, and I reached up to thread my fingers through all of theirs. “You’ve changed my life. You’ve made me brave enough to let myself be happy, to let myself love—and be loved back in every way. I… I can’t imagine life without any of you.”
They leaned into me then, all three at once, surrounding me in a quiet embrace that was heavier than words. The heat of our closeness, the rhythm of our breathing, the soft murmur of voices and fingers tracing skin. It felt like coming home. For real.
“I love you too,” Miles murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple. “Just in case that wasn’t clear before. And I’d also like the record to show that I actually said it, unlike whatever it was that Ace just did.”
He shoved Miles playfully, then their eyes fell on Ethan, who looked shocked by the sudden attention.
Then Ethan nestled closer to me, his breath warm in my ear as he said, “You should name the school gym after me.”
I nearly died laughing, and pulled him into another hot, wet kiss, our tongues rolling over each other in a litany of moansand breathy pants, some of which contained the words I so badly wanted to hear… “I love you,” he breathed.
I smiled against his lips. “Fine. I’ll name the damn gym after you.”
31
Maren
Ethan’s phone rang just as I was giving the kids their cereal, and I saw his expression tighten the instant he answered. “Gabe? Oh, hey… yeah, we’ve had a— Yeah, the kids… they’re fine— Sure,” he said, voice softening, and I caught the flicker of something bittersweet in his eyes.
The call didn’t last long, and he seemed even more tense when it was over. I didn’t have to ask. I could feel it. The tension behind his smile, the weight of wanting the holidays to last just a little longer. I slipped a hand into his, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Hey,” I murmured, “anything I can do?”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “I was furious at him for ruining the holidays, and now I’m mad at him for coming back to get his kids.”
I leaned my forehead against his shoulder, letting him breathe against me for a moment. “Then we make today count,” I said softly. “Let’s make it a memory they won’t forget.”
