I palm my hard length, jerking it in tight, quick passes, my thumb swiping over my slit and dragging down my precum. My eyes don’t leave the scene in front of me. Not as Leo grips a handful of Mia’s long raven hair and pulls, forcing her head backward as her lower back arches for him. Not as he pounds into her tight heat. Not as her fingers dig into the dirt and she cries out. And definitely not as his firm ass flexes through each thrust.
Mia looks like fire. The way her perfect body takes everything he gives her makes me wonder how much more she could take. Like my cock down her throat while he fucks her. Or hell, taking both of us in that tight little pussy at the same time. I’d love to see her stretched around both of us, would love to feel his cock next to mine as we enter her. Jesus Christ. Pleasure spreads through my veins, heating me from the inside out as I sway, delirious with this undeniable feeling.
They look so hot together. Pleasure pulses through my veins like an electric current, the pressure building and building. I bend my knees slightly, thrusting my hips, fucking my hand as I watch them fuck on the ground. I’ve never watched Mia with anyone else, and I never imagined it would feel this good. But I guess when you love someone the way I love her, the only thing you care about is that she’s feeling good. I know Leo treats her right, and based on the way his cock is making her feel, he knows how to fuck her right, too.
Leo’s head falls backward, his face turned up to the sky as his hands hold her hips where he wants her, pistoning his big dick in and out of her wet cunt. The erotic noises fuel me further, hearing how wet she is for him, knowing exactly what thatfeels like around my cock. I can almost feel firsthand what a mess she’s making right now. Mia’s pussy is a fucking gift, just like the rest of her.
I watch them in secret like a stalker in the night, my mask partially concealing my face, the darkness keeping me hidden just at the edge of the garden. It feels so fucking wrong, but I can’t stop; it’s part of the allure. Watching my woman be fucked into the ground with the moon high in the sky like an ethereal goddess is doing things to me I never imagined.
Pleasure scatters through my veins, igniting every cell in my body. Then I’m erupting. A low moan rumbles through me before I can hold it back, and Mia’s head snaps in my direction. Our eyes make contact, even though I’m positive she can’t truly see me. But she knows. She’s too perceptive not to, we’re too fused together.
I coat the hedges in front of me with cum, just as Mia lets go. Fuck, it’s a sight to behold, and that lucky asshole is feeling her tight pussy grip his cock as she does. Her drawn-out moan reaches my ears as she cries out through her orgasm. I squeeze my cock harder, wishing like hell it was Mia’s tight, velvety walls fluttering around me right now.
Leo comes next, his hips stuttering as he pulls her into his lap and unloads inside her, his head thrown back as he fills her up. Fuck, it’s so hot. All of it.
I put my cock away, slipping back out of the garden, knowing two things with absolute certainty.
I want my girl back.
But I want her boyfriend, too.
Chapter 2
Mia
The alarm goes off next to my head, and I blindly slap my hand around to get the noise to stop. I was up way too late last night, and this morning has come way too fast. The worst part of October is all the Fright Night parties. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a spooky bitch just like the next girl, but I’d much rather be exploring the grounds of this haunted college campus than having my thoughts blasted out of my skull because the music is so loud at a party.
I was so relieved when my boyfriend, Leo, dragged me out of there and took me into the Ravensmere Gardens. Even if he did have an ulterior motive. Not that I minded being fucked outside while the rest of the school was partying yards away from us. Knowing that someone could stumble on us at any moment only made it that much more intense.
I’m tempted to snooze my alarm, but I’m spending the day with my two best friends, Sloane and Felicity, and if I don’t get out of bed and get ready, they’ll drag me out there themselves. They have zero boundaries, and it’s honestly a bit of a nuisancewhen I want to get out of something and be a recluse, and they won’t allow it.
With a groan, I toss the blankets off me and head to the bathroom. I check to make sure the other door that leads to Sloane’s room is locked, then strip out of my clothes. The shower feels good along my shoulders, but stings as it cascades across my scraped palms and knees, a reminder of last night’s fuckfest in the dirt. My nipples tighten as I relive the memory of Leo sliding his thick dick inside me while I was on all fours on the ground. I love taking every inch of him. Love the way his hands feel over my body, loved the illicit fear that someone could be watching us. Something I’m almost certain happened. I swear I could feel Parker’s eyes on me. The thought shouldn’t make me wet, but I can’t help it.
My hands travel down my trim waist, my middle finger dipping through my folds as I find my clit. My breathing picks up as I circle it, my free hand coming up to pinch my nipple, twisting it until there’s just a bite of pain. Warmth spreads through my belly, my pussy throbbing as I play with myself.
I just came twice last night, and I’m sure Leo and I will fool around tonight, but I’m insatiable,hungry. Orgasms are healthy, right? What’s a little self-induced fun?
I press a little harder against my clit, spreading my legs and propping my foot up on the side of the tub. The position lets me slip more easily down to my core, finding myself ridiculously wet already. Arousal coats my fingers, and I drag it up to my clit, circling it with renewed fervor. It feels so good, and I barrel toward my release with the image of Parker watching Leo pound into me. What would it have been like if he had joined? Kneeled down in front of me and let me suck on his cock.
With that image playing out in my head, I come. Hard. I release the pinch of my nipple and brace myself on the shower tile as wave after wave crashes over me. When it ebbs, I sit down on the shower floor and catch my breath. “Jesus, Mia,” I pant. Not that I haven’t thought about it before, but having both of the men I’m in love with at the same time really does it for me. Too bad that’s not something either of them would ever go for.
After my shower, I pull my long hair to the side and quickly plait it, skipping my makeup, and pulling on a pair of tight denim jeans, a plain white V-neck T-shirt, and my leather jacket.
When I finally drag myself out of my room, feeling a little more human, Sloane sits perched on the arm of the couch, her arms crossed like a mother waiting to scold her child. Her auburn hair hangs in wild, kinky curls around her shoulders, and she’s wearing the cutest dress with ankle boots. She’s always so put together, looking so fresh and prim and proper. But it’s misleading. She’s a viper wrapped in silk.
“You disappeared last night!” And there it is.
“Good morning to you, too, sunshine. I need caffeine.”
“We’re out. You can have alcohol when we get to brunch. Now, where did you run off to last night? It was the first party of the season! We were supposed to dance the night away, and somehow, I ended up being bailed on by my two best friends! How does this happen? Why does this happen?”
I rip open my bag of Skittles, popping two red ones in my mouth. “Where did Felicity go?”
“Caught her and Abigail going up the stairs at Ravensmere to get it on, the little horny wenches. Their sex drives are almoston par with yours. What are you all drinking to make you so needy?”
“Maybe you just haven’t found the right person yet, huh, Sloane?”
“Stop eating candy for breakfast. I definitely don’t need another person to get myself going, my toys are just fine, thanks.” I roll my eyes at her, knowing I’m going to continue to eat my candy anyway.
