Trouble : Boston Bolts Hockey

Track 11

HANDS TO MYSELF

I wake up with Melina wrapped around me. I give myself ten minutes to hold her, and when I force myself to get up, I roll her into Cade’s arms and drop a kiss to her shoulder.

This is easily the most insane morning of my life, because I’m not freaking out in the least. After tying my best friend up, edging him for almost an hour, then coming all over his cock, I’m completely calm and can admit that it was the goddamn hottest night of my life.

After we finished, I untied him and kissed each indentation left behind. By the time I’d gotten to them all, he and Melina were asleep. Only then did I close my eyes and drift off too.

For as outrageous as the whole scenario was, it couldn’t have been more perfect.

I’m half hard just thinking about the marks he wears on his body. The evidence of what we did.

Despite how turned on I am, apprehension slithers through me as I pour myself a cup of coffee. I don’t have the first clue what to expect today. Will we fuck again? Will it get awkward? Will Cade leave?

My chest pinches at the mere thought of him going.

“Making breakfast?” he asks, his voice scratchy. As he steps into the kitchen naked, he yawns, arms outstretched and dick bobbing between his legs. No fucking shame.

“Didn’t want to put on clothes?” I tease as I turn and prop myself up against the counter.

Grinning, he circles his hips, making his cock swing ridiculously. “Couldn’t find clothes. Besides, this thing is beautiful.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Heat licks up my spine as I allow myself to take him in. He’s long and thick, even when he’s not aroused. I’ve never been turned on by the thought of another man’s dick, but Cade’s? Fuck, I can’t take my eyes off it.

Chuckling, I walk past him, determined to find a pair of shorts he can slip on so I’m not so distracted.

He stops me with a hand to my waist. “I was thinking,” he mumbles, stepping up closer. “You should be naked too.”

When I meet his eyes, he’s smirking. “Oh yeah? And why is that?”

“It’ll be easier for me to suck your cock that way.”

My body heats, but I hold steady. “Melina’s still sleeping.” Not sure why, but it feels relevant.

“She is,” Cade says with a smirk. “Think you can be loud enough to wake her up?”

Without waiting for a response, he tugs my shorts down and drops to his knees.

Blood rushes to my cock so quickly, I sway on my feet, lightheaded.

From the floor, he peers up at me and takes me in his hand. “Do you remember your colors?”

“Fuck you,” I laugh as tingles course down my spine and into my balls.

“I’m serious, baby,” he says, stroking my shaft. “Tell me green, and I’ll swallow this fat cock right now.”

Dropping my head back, I groan. “Oh, fuck.”

“Say it, Dec. Say please, and I’ll make you see stars.”

His hooded blue eyes are my undoing. My body heats as I stare down into them. Are we really doing this? Fucking the same girl is one thing. Touching one another with her in the room takes it a little farther, but still, it’s about her.

Kissing him certainly crossed a thousand lines, but still, she was there.

Right now, it’s just the two of us.

Am I ready for this?

Even as I ask the question, I know the answer.

I’m ready for this. We’re ready for this.

“Please, baby.” I stroke his cheek as I slide my dick across his lips, painting them with precum. “Let me fuck your mouth.”

His tongue darts out, licking up my arousal. “My pleasure.” He slides his lips over my crown, and I get lost in the wet heat of his mouth.

Pleasure washes over me, and my eyes roll back. It’s not just the feel. It’s the vision. The truth and the history behind all of this. The man I’ve been captivated by for far too long is sucking me down. He takes me deeper, using more suction than I’ve ever experienced.

Grasping his hair, I pull him closer and fuck his face. I’m rough, and he’s gagging, but I don’t stop. If anyone can take it, it’s him.

I don’t slow when Melina appears, wearing nothing but my shirt. Arm outstretched, I beckon her, needing her close. Our girl doesn’t hesitate. If anything, her expression is full of intrigue. As she steps up beside us, I stop thrusting for a moment so I can set her on the counter.

“This okay?” I need to know she’s on board with my feelings for my best friend. I need her, but now that I’ve opened the door, there’s no stopping my need for him too. He’s in my blood, and now that I’ve tasted his lips, felt his heart beat, and rubbed my cock against his, there is no going back.

Melina’s smile is warm and full of affection. “Best way to wake up.”

A laugh rumbles from my chest. “Tell me about it.”

Cade sucks me deep again, and like he promised, stars dance in my vision. With a hand on the counter for balance, I rest my head against hers and watch Cade work, licking and swallowing and jacking me with his hand.

With a pop, he releases me and shoots me a taunting grin. “Color?”

“Green, baby,” I say as he circles his thumb over my head. “So fucking green.”

“I can’t wait to make you scream yellow,” he warns, his voice rough.

My balls tighten and my spine tingles. Me fucking too.

As Cade swallows me down again, I devour Melina’s mouth. This is audacious. My best friend is sucking my cock while the woman of my dreams tangles her tongue with mine. There isn’t a luckier bastard in the world.

“Fuck, this is so hot,” Melina whimpers, squirming on the countertop.

“Get down, sweetheart.” I loop an arm around her waist and slide her to the edge. “Let Cade fuck you while you finish me off.”

Eyes on me, she drops to her hands and knees, ass out, and waits for Cade to fill her.

With a kiss to the head of my cock, he backs up. “She gets to drink you down today, but next time, your cum is mine.”

While I’m doing everything I can to rein in the orgasm threatening to overtake me, he lines himself up and thrusts deep. In unison, they groan. He weaves a hand through her hair and tugs so her mouth meets my dick. With all she has, she takes me into her mouth and sucks me good.

It’s filthy and hot, and we come within seconds of one another.

Fuck, I never want this weekend to end.