Page 43 of Icing on Top
“Matching jammies!” Lincoln cheered. Grant and I looked at him in shock.
“Who the fuck are you, and what have you done with my brother?” Grant asked. “If I told you a month ago that we’d be wearing matching pajamas, you would have told me to fuck off.”
“That’s you. If you told me tomorrow that we’d be wearing matching pajamas, I would tell you to fuck off,” Linc replied.“This isn’t for you; it’s for Nova, and I’ll do anything she wants if it will make her happy.”
I rolled my eyes at him. He’s always been a fucking suck up.
“Thank you, Lincoln,” Nova said as she kissed him. When she went to break the kiss, he grabbed her and deepened it. While he occupied her mouth, he flipped us off behind her back.
“Asshole,” I muttered under my breath as I stripped down to my boxers and started pulling on the pajamas. Grant followed suit, and we were both dressed by the time Lincoln finally released her.
“Look how cute we look!” Nova gushed as Linc rushed to change. “Ok! Milk, cookies, the fire, and “A Christmas Carol” to finish the evening.”
We piled onto the couch with Grant and me on either side of her and Lincoln on the floor between her legs. “Do you know who he reminds me of?” I whispered to Nova as we watched Scrooge bark at his employee for trying to add more coal to the fire. When she looked at me, I pointed at Grant, who kept pulling at the collar of his shirt and scowling at his milk.
Nova started giggling, capturing his attention, and his face immediately smoothed. Weren’t the three of us just a bunch of smitten kittens? As Nova’s attention returned to the movie, I continued to watch her. Lincoln was practically purring as she ran her hands through his hair. Not that she noticed. Her eyes were glued to the screen, her lips sometimes moving along with the dialog. She had likely seen the movie once or twice a year throughout her life, but it still held magic for her.
“What do you think about dragging your mattress out and sleeping here tonight?” Grant asked her when the movie ended.
“Oh, yes. That’s a wonderful idea, Grant,” Nova replied as she climbed into his lap and kissed him.
He smirked at us as Nova got up. “You’re not the only one that can be all cutesy,” he told Lincoln when she was out of earshot.
“Whatever, man, let’s just get the couch moved out of the way and the mattress relocated,” Lincoln told him as he jumped to his feet. While they moved the couch, I followed Nova into the bedroom to get the bedding off so we could move the mattress more easily.
“Nova?” I called when I found the bedroom empty.
“In here,” she replied from behind the bathroom door. “You guys set the bed up, and I’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Everything ok?” I asked, worried that she wasn’t feeling well.
“Yep!” she assured me. I shrugged and left her to handle her business as I scooped all the blankets and pillows off the bed and carried them to the living room. I passed Grant and Lincoln on the way, and it was only a minute or two before they were following me back out, carrying Nova’s queen mattress between them. We were getting the blankets and pillows set up when Nova returned.
“Do you guys want to be naughty and open a present early?” Nova purred. Our heads lifted, and my jaw dropped at the vision before me. Nova wore a red negligee with white trim, sheer red thigh-high stockings, and the sexiest pair of heels I’d ever seen. That could have to do with the woman wearing them, though.
“Holy shit,” Grant whispered.
“Merry Christmas to us,” Lincoln added just as quietly.
I still couldn’t form words as I stared at her in awe. It wasn’t just the lingerie but the confidence that radiated from her. I was so proud of how far she had come.
Closing the Gap
Nova
My heart pounded as I waited for them to say or do something. It had taken every ounce of courage I had to walk out here, even after seeing my reflection and deciding that I looked fucking hot.
Just as I was about to cave and run back to my room in mortification, Benjamin suddenly jumped to his feet and rushed to me so fast I wasn’t sure his feet touched the carpet. Before I could react, he wrapped an arm around me and hauled my body against his, slipped his large thigh between mine, and crashed his lips to mine.
I whimpered as his thigh pressed against my core, and my hips rotated against him, seeking more friction. In response, he pulled me even higher so that more of my weight pressed against him.
Hands that didn’t belong to him landed on my hips, pushing and pulling so that my pussy slid against Ben’s thigh. The barely there fabric of my panties did little to protect me from thematerial of his pants. “That’s it, baby,” Grant whispered, his hot breath caressing my ear. “Ride his thigh.”
My moan broke the kiss as my head fell back against Grant’s shoulder. Benjamin didn’t skip a beat as his lips trailed down my neck. My eyes fluttered open as I searched for Lincoln. I found him leaning against the wall next to me, stroking his bulge through his pajamas. I met his eyes, and he smiled.
“Don’t worry about me, Sugar,” he said as he lifted his other hand to show me the small bottle of lube he had fetched from somewhere. “I’ll have my fun soon enough.”
I felt my blood turn to lava at his words and their meaning. I hadn’t had anal sex before, but that would change tonight. Fuck, I hoped I could take him. I had an unwavering craving to have all three of my men in all three of my… holes…, and if that made me a wanton slut, then so be it. I’ll be their wanton slut.
