I feel an orgasm coming for me and I can’t hold back as soon as I feel it. My pussy won’t let me. She’s craving this release. My hips grind down hard on Shaw’s lap and I feel the tremors running through me.
“Yes, that’s it, baby,” he says quietly. “Vaughn, look at this beautiful girl coming.”
“You look so pretty, baby,” Vaughn says. “Holy shit.”
I lean up on my elbow and grab Shaw’s hip. He knows what I want, grinding into me deeper and harder. I come again, practically screaming his name and then again at the sound of his and Vaughn’s grunts and groans. I come again and again until I feel Shaw tense above me. He curses, loud, just before I feel his cock flexing inside me as he fills the condom. I hate the way it feels when he sits back, letting his dick slip out. I feel cold when he steps into the bathroom, but he's back a moment later, climbing on the bed behind me, pulling me close.
He hands me his phone and buries his lips against my neck. Vaughn’s moved, setting up his phone so we can watch him jerking off in an office chair. “Okay, Vaughn. You can come.”
“Thank you,” he says. There’s no build up and I don’t blame him. He strokes his dick twice and thick jets of cum shoot up his stomach. It’s sexy as fuck to watch, the way his abs and his thighs tense. He reaches down, squeezing his balls and more cum dribbles from the tip. I push my dress up again and let my hand slip between my thighs, like I didn’t just get dicked to oblivion and back. Shaw’s fingers join mine. He stops me from stroking my clit, but the way our hands cup my pussy together is more than enough to get me fired up again.
“Ms. Lewis and I have more talking and fucking to do, but I’ll be at your place in the morning. You should get some sleep.”
“Sounds good.” Vaughn reaches for his phone, bringing it closer to his face and I let a quiet giggle slip as he pushes his glasses back up his nose.
“Goodnight, Vaughny,” I say.
“Goodnight.”
“Love you,” Shaw says and Vaughn replies in kind before we end the call. For some reason their comfortable exchange sends an icy feeling through my chest. I think about every time I told Josh I loved him and how he was lying every time he said it back. I have no idea what it’ll be like to be able to say those words again. To mean them, to trust them.
“You want more?” Shaw whispers in my ear. His fingers flex around mine, squeezing my clit against my labia. That’s enough to warm me all over.
“Yes,” I say, before I roll onto my back and let my legs fall open. I watch Shaw as his gaze roams over my face for a few long moments and then he’s kissing me again. He guides my hand over my still soaking pussy and we make me come again, together.
* * *
It’s close to midnight and the AC has finally brought the temperature in my apartment down, but I’m still covered in a nice sheen of sweat. I might be more comfortable if Shaw wasn’t laying on top of me, his cheek resting on my breast. I don’t want him to move though. This is something I’ve missed more than I’m willing to admit to anyone, the heavy weight of a man on top of me. I know he can’t, but I want him to stay longer.
He’s spent the whole night worshipping my cunt. I could handle more, but this quiet moment where I see if we can just exist together in the same space, this is why I wanted him to come see me alone. This is what I needed. I trail my fingers over his bare back, along the soft skin over his spine. I didn’t think I’d touch a man like this again.
“Do you, by any chance, think this is a bad idea? You know, in the real world sense,” I ask him. He glances up at me before he closes his eyes again.
“It’s a terrible idea. Three of us clinging to each other, trying to fuck our way through the lingering remains of our trauma.”
“He’s a poet too, folks.”
“It’s a really bad idea. But that doesn’t change how much I want you,” he says.
“Me neither. I—I feel foolish with you two. Like, really reckless.”
“Welcome to the club.”
“No, I don’t think you get it,” I say. “I almost told Vaughn that I wanted you both to nut inside me. Like, that first day at your place. So clearly you two aren’t the only ones in danger here. Not to be corny as hell, but I feel alive with you two. After feeling so numb for so long, I feltsomething, but I don’t want to lose control.”
“I think we all have things we’re afraid of here.”
“What are you afraid of?” I ask.
“That Vaughn will fall in love with you.”
“Why?”
“Because I can’t say no to him.”
I feel myself scowling at his response. Something about it feels off. “I don’t get it. Can you clarify or—?”
“It’s how we work. Vaughn shows all the emotions for both of us. I get to be blunt and rude and closed off. It’s our system. Well, my system.”
