“Long time no see, Cap.” Johnny salutes me as he walks in. “I missed you.”
I give him my best stink eye, but he knows it’s all in good fun. Our relationship has changed over the last year to more friends than teammates. But we have lines and boundaries drawn with each other when we do scenes with Stevie, and we’re able to keep things professional on the ice. Stevie also loves him in her own way, which means I’ve grown to love him, too.
“I saw you three hours ago,” I say.
“Can’t a man miss his best bud?”
This time, I do roll my eyes at him as Nia comes up behind him then makes her way over so she can hug me. She’s also become someone I care for. Stevie feels comfortable with her, so more often than not, she’s a part of our little group when we decide to play. She’s also turned into a great friend of mine—not to mention she plays a mean hand of poker. She’s cleared me out more than once in a game. It’s actually kind of terrifying how good she is.
“Hey, Golden Boy.”
“Hey, Nia.” I hug her back. “Thanks for coming.”
“Like I would miss Valentine’s Day with my two favorite horn dogs and my little puppy,” she says, looking back at Johnny.
The man blushes at her words, and I hide a chuckle. The first time Nia showed up when he was over, we thought he was going to pass out. Turns out, my friend doesn’t only like when I tell him what to do, and he’s done more than one scene with Nia at the club in the past.
Stevie jumps up next to me and bounces on her heels, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “Thank you, babe. This is perfect.”
I throw my arm around her shoulder and kiss her forehead. “Now, who would like a drink before our clothes come off?”
I’m met with a resounding chorus of yeses.
“Tell me how much you want my cock, Cherry,” I say, pushing her down on the bed, her tits bouncing deliciously as Johnny and Nia follow behind us.
We’ve had a few drinks, not enough to make us messy but enough to make the natural awkwardness of group sex dissipate.
“I want your cock, Luke. Please, I need it,” Stevie pleads, biting on the pad of her pointer finger while she begs.
Her words go straight to my groin as I start to strip out of my pants. At some point, during a three-way make-out session that Johnny asked to watch, I’d lost my shirt while both Stevie and Nia ended up topless. Johnny is still fully clothed, but that’ll change soon.
“What will you do for it, Cherry?” I ask, grabbing her by the ankle to pull her down the bed. She giggles cutely as I put my hands at her waistband, pulling her sweats off until she’s left in only her red thong.
“I’ll be a good girl,” she purrs.
“What else will you do for it?” Nia asks now, her body pressing into my side so she can run her hand down my chest, fingering the hair at my navel before running the tip of her soft finger over the waistband of my briefs.
“I’ll lick your pussy so good you’ll see stars,” Stevie says, her hooded eyes watching me as her friend toys with my body.
Nia snaps my elastic waistband playfully and wiggles her eyebrows at me. “I’m game for that.”
“Get her naked and on her knees. I have something I want to get,” I say.
Nia kisses my cheek before moving to her task of taking care of Stevie. But before she does, she snaps her fingers at Johnny, and he turns his gaze on her. “Strip, puppy. I want to see that beautiful cock of yours.”
I think I see hearts in Johnny’s eyes, and I bite my cheek to keep from laughing. With my dirty girl taken care of for the moment, I move to my dresser and pull out what I’m after. We’ve talked about this desire of hers a couple of times, and I figure this is the perfect time to try it.
I hold one of the red soy candles I bought meant for wax play and light it then grab something extra I got for tonight: a butt plug that has a jeweled ruby-red heart-shaped base. With my toys now in hand, I turn back to the bed and let myself enjoy the scene before me.
Our king-sized bed has been stripped down to a sheet that has a waterproof mattress protector underneath it. That was a must after the first time I made Stevie squirt because I had to buy a new mattress. She was embarrassed and wanted to pay for it, but fuck that. My new bed is a trophy that makes me feel like the fucking king of the world every time I look at it. Not to mention it was hot. Maybe she can do a repeat performance of that tonight in front of our guests.
I see Johnny standing at the edge of the bed, naked now. He’s got his cock in his hand, and Nia is telling him how to stroke himself while Stevie eats her out.
Speaking of my Cherry, she looks perfect with her red thong still on, her ass in the air and face between Nia’s thighs.
“Come over here, Golden Boy,” Nia says, crooking her finger at me.
I shoot her a sly smile and hold up what I have in my hands. She props herself up and looks down at Stevie. “You’re in for a treat, Gorgeous.”