It’s like we’re all in sync with each other and I can feel the synergy everywhere.
“You feel so good.” Wade squeezes his eyes shut. “Goddammit, Jasper. I won’t last long,” he hisses again. His eyes snap open and he lifts his head off the wall, glaring down at Jasper with Wade’s usual scowl. “Jesus, okay, stop. I’m going to come. Fuck.” Wade's grip tightens and he attempts to push him away but Jasper takes a hold of his hips pulling him closer.
Jasper’s nose is flush against Wade’s skin as he peers up at him. He bobs his head back and forth, his eyes never leaving Wade’s face, like he’s committing the image to memory.
Wade’s eyes flutter as they roll to the back of his head. His jaw drops open, then he drops his head looking down at Jasper, as he takes every inch of his hard cock.
“Fuck. I’m coming.” Wade’s hips jut forward, his teeth clench and he grunts through his orgasm. Jasper muffles through a moan that mirrors my own.
Major cups his hand tighter over my mouth while he nuzzles his face into my neck, presses kisses along the sensitive skin. His hips push into me again as his fingers circle over my clit and I explode, falling over the edge with Wade. Major moans with my muffled cry, providing a surround sound of grunts and groans. It’s like a perfect soundtrack of need and desire and I don’t know if I’ve heard anything sexier in my entire life.
My vision blurs through my orgasm and stars burst behind my eyes. Every orgasm has gotten better than the last and it’s terrifying if this is the trend, because I might die of restless vagina syndrome, if this continues. After meeting these guys, I’m certain that’s a real disease.
As my vision clears, Major removes his hand from my mouth as he pulls my frazzled hair behind my ear.
“You’re so beautiful when you come.” He trails his lips over my jaw and I melt into him.
We all are. Is what I want to say, because I’ve never been so addicted to seeing someone, or someones, come until now. All of them have every ounce of my attention and I smile taking in the view of the four of us satiated and happy.
Jasper kneels back, sitting on his heels still gazing up at Wade. Wade chipmunks his cheeks and blows out a steady breath as his mouth quirks up into a giddy grin.
Wade. Is. Smiling.
“I—” Wade starts to speak but pauses hearing the sound of a creaking door coming from some distance away. I heard it too, but have no idea where it came from.
Wade’s brows pinch together as he turns to look through the open door, and sees me and Major still standing against the wall of the hallway. Our eyes connect as we hear someone call out.
“Wade, are you here?” a woman’s voice echoes through the narrow space from the garage.
All of us gasp a sharp expression as Wade’s eyes blanket with panic.
I glance down at myself and Major, we’re both fully dressed as we push ourselves off the wall and straighten up. I look back at Wade, shirtless and his pants are around his ankles, while Jasper sits naked, completely frozen in front of him.
“Daddy?” a smaller voice follows the woman’s voice and Wade’s face falls.
His foot presses into Jasper’s chest, kicking him further away, then he pushes himself off the wall, grabbing the side of the door and slamming it shut.
CHAPTER 32
MOUNTAINS AREN’T FUNNY, THEY ARE HILL AREAS
WADE
Fuck. Fuck, fuck.
My body jerks forward, simultaneously lifting my foot pushing the base into Jasper's chest propelling him away from me. Grabbing the door jamb I slam it shut, just as I see Major passing the hallway calling out for my sister.
She can’t see me like this.
She can’t see me like this.
How could I be so stupid? So careless? Rachel told me she was going to bring Lily by to say goodnight since it’s Christmas Eve.
“Fuck,” I belt out as I kick off my pants and rush over to the closet grabbing the first thing I can find.
“Jesus, Wade,” Jasper says incredulously, pressing his palm over the area where I kicked him.
I almost miss the roll of his eyes and shake of his head as I pull the shirt over my head and Gumby my arms through it.
