“Yeah. It does.”
His mouth drops open, but I don’t allow him to say anything, grabbing the back of his neck, and pulling his lips onto mine roughly. I faintly hear Max’s gasp, but my focus is solely on Drew. On proving to both of us that this can, and does, meansomething. We may have been lying before, but I’m done lying now.
He better be too, because I’m not going to be the only one putting myself out on a limb like this. He meets my fierce kiss with one of his own, and I know this means something for him too. It has to. We can deny it all we want, but this isn’t nothing.
It hasn’t been for awhile.
I yank on his waistband, pulling his boxers down, immediately wrapping my hand around his cock that’s hard, and already dripping from the tip.
“You want this, don’t you?” I ask into his mouth, pulling his bottom lip between my teeth roughly.
He groans, thrusting forward into my hand and I squeeze tighter around him. “Yeah, you do. Gonna show Max what a good boy you are for me.”
Drew snarls, but it quickly turns into a moan when I rub against his piercings. “Not a fucking good boy for you.”
“Yeah you are, you fucking love listening to your coach,” I grind out with another rough tug on his dick.
He grunts in response, and starts yanking at my pants, trying to get them off my body as quickly as possible while I continue to work my fist over him.
“How about you tell our girl over there what she’s going to do while she watches me fuck you,” I demand.
The small amount of control I give him has him smirking over at Max while I run my lips along his throat, continuing to let him use my hand as he thrusts into it.
“Let’s see you touch that pretty little pussy of yours. I want to watch you come apart while coach fucks me,” Drew tells her, and she sucks her bottom lip in between her teeth, barely concealing the small moan she lets out.
I take my hand off Drew to help him push down my pants the rest of the way, joining the rest of our clothes on the floor.
“This what you want, baby girl? Want to see us admit our feelings for each other while you rub that sweet cunt for us?” I ask, guiding Drew over to the couch, instructing him without words into the position I want him in.
“This is even more than I wanted,” she admits, “But I want to see more before I dare touch myself.”
“See more of what?” I question.
“All of it.”
Drew is bent over the arm of the couch, while I settle behind him, already pouring some of the lube between his cheeks, spreading them apart and rubbing the area between them with the liquid. Then, coating one of my fingers in it I press against the tight bud, just barely pressing the tip inside and he’s already groaning, trying to push back and get more.
“So fucking needy, aren’t you? Such a desperate fuck toy for me,” I groan, pushing my finger in all the way.
“More,” he pleads. “If this means something, I want everything you’re going to give me.”
“That so?” I ask, pushing another finger in and he clenches, groaning loudly with the invasion.
“Yeah, fuck me,” he moans loudly.
“I’m going to, and you’re going to say how it feels. No holding back.”
“Fuck, okay, yes. Whatever gets you to fuck me,” he practically begs and I love when he gets desperate like this. The only thing that would make it better is Max begging alongside him.
I like that she’s just watching like a good little girl. My eyes look up to meet hers, and she’s clenching her thighs tightly together, eyes locked on us and barely even looks like she’s breathing. It seems like she doesn’t want to do anything to disrupt this moment and knows that it’s for Drew and me. Even if she was the reason for us coming together in this way. This moment is about us. This is justus.
“You sure you’re ready?” I ask Drew, scissoring my fingers and he tries to push back onto me more.
“Yes, so fucking ready,” he says through clenched teeth.
Instead of teasing him more, I pull my hand away and start to coat my dick in the lube before dripping more onto his ass for good measure.
“This what you wanted to see baby girl? Wanted to see me fuck him, knowing that for once it actually means something?” I ask Max, lining up against Drew’s ass.