My fingers unzipped his shorts, pushing down his boxer briefs and releasing his dick. I licked my lips and stroked him, feeling him twitch in my hand. A bead of pre-cum pebbled on the tip, and I moved forward to take him between my lips. Swirling my tongue around, I licked up the drop and continued down his length. I took him as far as I could and swallowed, his cock hitting the back of my throat and gagging me. His salty and musty smell enveloped me as I dragged my lips up and down, loving how he felt in my mouth. His moans fueled me, letting me know how good I was doing.

I knew Jace had been with other men outside of me, we weren’t exclusive or a couple, but I’d never been with another guy. I’d tried once, but based on my height and build, the guy had expected me to top, and I had no clue how to be something I wasn’t. So Jace was the only man I’d been with, fitting a need I didn’t know how to ask of anyone else.

Sometimes he would bring a partner back, and we’d share the woman between us, his hope that she would be the one to fit. But they were always more into Jace, and only wanted me for that one night. Once the novelty wore off, they didn’t want to put up with his moody friend.

It didn’t bother me since I’d enjoyed myself, my feelings too closed off to let anyone else in. It was only because Jace was there that I could let go. He knew what I needed and how to take care of me. It was the complete trust and lack of control that worked for me.

“So fucking good, Kier. Shit. I’m getting close. Don’t forget the rule.”

I nodded, pulling back a little and letting up on the pressure. When he twitched more, his thighs tensing, I let him fall out of my mouth, watching as his dick bounced, covered in my spit. I sat back on my haunches and peered up at him as I waited for my next direction. Jace sat forward and cupped my chin, giving me a soft touch and comfort as his thumb swept back and forth.

“Good job, Kier. You suck my dick so perfectly.”

His fingers ran through my blond hair, pulling my face closer to his, sealing his lips over mine in a possessive kiss. Our tongues tangled with one another as he gave me some softness. When he pulled back, we were both breathless, and his hazel eyes were darker than usual. He pulled out a black piece of silk from his pocket, bringing it to his nose to smell, and groaned.

“She’s fucking delicious, Kier. Everly’s responsive as hell and not shy with her affection. After watching her try on a million outfits, I pulled these off her and finger fucked her in the changing room, Peter and Ferro on the other side of the store.”

I sucked in a breath, my tongue peeking out to lick my lips. I was a voyeur and loved to watch, getting off on his tales many times. His lips twitched up as he took the panties and wrapped them around his fist, and reached down to stroke me with them. My head fell back as the soft fabric moved up and down over me.

Everly. He said her name was Everly.

I hadn’t been interested in who he picked, figuring he’d select someone he was interested in spending time with when I was busy. It didn’t bother me that he’d already been with her in a way, even if she was meant to be my fake girlfriend. It was just the way with us. We shared everything and supported one another in our needs. Jace had a higher sex drive than me, and I didn’t begrudge him his partners. The times I needed him, he always knew and was there.

And now I wondered if he somehow knew better than I did the type of woman who’d fit between us, complimenting us both.

“Do you like my gift?” he asked, gripping my chin so I looked at him.

“Yes. So much. Thank you, Jace.”

“You’re welcome, baby. Now, I want you to stand and brace one hand on the piano, the other around your dick with these panties. You’ll come all over them while I pound into your ass. Sound good, Kier?”

I moaned, my body shaking with need as I imagined what he’d said. His grip tightened on my chin, reminding me I needed to respond.

“Yes. Please,” I begged, my orgasm already close.

Jace kissed my lips before standing and pushing off his shorts and shirt. I moved to the piano like he said as he grabbed the bottle of lube from the side table. The first touch of the cold lube had me jerking as he plunged his thumb into me. I relaxed and focused on stroking myself as he prepared me. When he felt I was ready, I heard him spread more on his cock before pulling my ass closer to him.

“The sounds she makes, Kier. It’s fucking pornographic.”

Imagining what she must sound like, I groaned as I stroked myself faster, the cool fabric of the panties spurring me on. Jace pushed himself in, letting me adjust to his size before he moved. I was so close to crashing over the ledge, my brain completely free at that moment, outside of the pleasure he created for me.

“Fuck, Kier. I always forget how good you feel. Just imagine how she’ll feel wrapped around us both, or with me in your ass and you in hers. I bet she likes some ass play. Everly’s amazing, Kier. Give her a chance. Promise me you will.”

“I promise,” I grunted, my hand moving so fast I knocked into the piano a couple times.

“Show me how good you listen to instructions, Kier. Come all over those pretty panties. Fill them up with your cum.”

His words were the last thing I needed as I let go and erupted, my cum filling them just as he asked. His pace quickened until he met his end, holding me to him as he came. I panted, my heart racing a mile a minute, but it was finally quiet in my head.

“Thank you, Jace,” I whispered, my body wholly spent and worn out now.

“Come on, Kier. Let’s shower and go to bed. Nothing else can be done tonight. We’ll figure it out together in the morning.”

I nodded and followed him into my shower. We both went through the motions and fell into bed, Jace opting to sleep in mine tonight. He pulled my head to his chest, running his fingers through my hair as I fell asleep, feeling more excited about this trip than I had all year.

eight

EVERLY