Mia rounds the corner then, her hair wet from her shower, looking like a goddamn feast.
“Disappointed one of you didn’t join me, or both of you,” she says as she sits between us, her black-cherry scent engulfing my senses. I lean into her space, gripping her pussy through her jeans.
“Aww, is our girl feeling needy? Did we not satisfy your insatiable thirst for orgasms and pleasure last night?”
She mewls, hips gyrating against my palm. Leo watches, his cock hardening in his grey sweatpants, a thick outline that’s hard to miss. “I always want it. But my Uber is going to be here in ten minutes, and I don’t want to get messy again.” Mia is going home for Thanksgiving, and I’m never thrilled about being away from her, especially now that we’re together and I don’t have to anticipate losing her to Leo again. If I could tie her up and keep her in this room for eternity, I think I’d be tempted to do it.
“You okay?” she asks, picking up on Leo’s morose mood. “You heard from your dad, I take it?”
“How’d you guess?”
“He’s the only person who can make the man I know slink back into hiding.”
There’s a long pause, and I silently observe Leo’s dark black hair and the way pieces fall over his forehead, the way his eyebrows pinch together as he contemplates whatever is going on in that head of his. He’s so handsome, I’ve always thought so, but the more I’ve gotten to know little pieces of him, the more I want him.
Just when I think the silence will stick, he starts talking, and I find myself hanging on every word.
“I can’t stand it. The fucking pressure just needs to combust. I didn’t ask to be an Ashcroft, and yet just because I was born, there are familial expectations of me? I’m still my own person. There should be zero expectations except for being a good human.”
“You’re right. I’ll never understand how some people justify their thinking and their choices. You don’t owe them anything, Leo, you know that, right?”
“What am I supposed to do? Walk away from my family?”
“You could,” I interject, both of their eyes turning onto me. “I’m just saying, there are worse things in the world than walking away from people who don’t truly give a shit about you. Because that’s what they’re doing, right? Forcing you to play a role that isn’t you. What’s worse? Hiding who you are to make your parents and some bullshit lineage happy or walkingaway from their predatory bullshit and owning the life you want?”
“It’s not that easy . . .” he argues, but I’m not having it.
“I’d never tell anyone what to do, but you’ll never be happy until you’ve taken the reins of your own life back. Break the cycle.”
“Parker’s not wrong, but I’ll always support you, no matter what you decide. I love you.”
Leo pulls Mia into his lap, burying his face in the crook of her neck. I have the strongest urge to join them but decide against it. Mia’s phone pings a moment later, and she stands to leave, Leo and I both following her to the door.
My hand curls around her hair, gripping it into a tight fist as I arch her head backward to look at me. “Be my good girl while we’re apart, little rebel, and I’ll reward you when you’re back.” Fuck, I love the way she melts into me when I’m like this with her. I capture her mouth with mine, sucking her tongue into my mouth, loving the taste of her. Her body presses warmly against mine, my cock thickening behind my sweats.
Leo steps behind her, his hands reaching between us to knead at her full breasts. Things escalate quickly, and I shove Mia’s duffel bag off her shoulder, the contents hitting the ground with a thud. We break our kiss, her head falling off to the side where Leo’s lips are waiting for hers. I slowly back all of us up until Leo’s back hits the wall. My fingers reach for her leggings, pushing them down her legs and stripping them from her body.
I look up her length, watching as Leo’s hands delve under herT-shirt and upward to play with her perfect tits. Their tongues tease and tangle, Mia’s moans wanton and unabashed.
“Get your cock out. Now,” I demand. He does as I say, releasing Mia to shove his sweatpants down to his knees. I grip Mia’s chin, forcing her to look at me. “He’s going to fuck you now. Do you want a condom? I’ve only been with you, and my results are free of anything.”
“Same here, baby. But I’ll do whatever you want, you’re my priority,” Leo adds.
Mia frantically shakes her head. “No condom, please. I’m on birth control, and I only had you both wearing them because I was going back and forth.”
I drop a kiss to her lips before looking at Leo. “Congrats, you get to feel her slick pussy bare first. You had better enjoy it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Eat my favorite meal. Her cunt.”
I lift Mia easily into Leo’s waiting arms, her back to his chest, hooking her legs over his forearms, before dropping to my knees. With my hands gripping her ass, I help guide her down onto his waiting, hard dick, the thick vein on the underside of his length pulsing with need.
I watch as we slowly drop her down onto him, her tight pussy swallowing up his length. I can’t look away as we lift her together, his cock glistening with a sheen of her arousal. I have to bite my lip, the urge to lick her sweet cum from his dick stronger than ever. My chest rises and falls harder, my mouth salivating as we work him inside her tight heat.
“Your men need to send you off the right way, little rebel, so hang on while we make you feel good.” I don’t waste another moment, spreading her slick lips with my thumbs and licking up her length, just as Leo settles her down on him completely.
He holds her in his arms as his hips buck, thrusting wildly into her. I lap at her pussy, focusing on her swollen, throbbing clit, and sucking the little nub between my lips.
