Page 39 of Accepted Precedent
“I said I’m okay,” Evie huffs. “It’s no one’s fault… except maybe a few books I’ve read. Who the hell can take two cocks at once?”
Mickey always takes care of me if we take things too far. They may have a different relationship, but he takes it personally when safe words are used. I’ve been in her shoes more than once, and can practically see the steam coming from Mickey’s ears.
“No, it’s never your fault, angel.”
Careful with my tone, I agree, “He’s right. We didn’t properly prep you. If you ever want to try again, we’ll make sure you’re stretched out enough.”
“Stretched out enough?” Her eyes widen. “Have you two not looked in the mirror recently? Endowed is putting it lightly. How the hell am I supposed to fit both of you inside me? It’s just a fun fantasy that defies science.”
“It doesn’t,” I insist, stuffing down my amusement. “We’ve done it before. I have an idea.” Shifting Mickey onto his back, I kiss his cheek and whisper, “If I’m out of line, tell me.” A small smile appears as he nods, but it disappears just as quickly. “Okay, babe, you’re going to fuck him, and I’m… Well, I’m going to fuck your ass.”
“What?” she shrieks but doesn’t protest as I guide her onto his cock.
“You trust me—trust us—right?”
With a deep breath, she nods and straddles Mickey. I’ve never been in charge when it came to playtime with him. Stage fright is a real thing, but with Evelyn and Mickey, I’m not worried aboutscrewing it up. Worst case, we’ll laugh it off as a morning of fun. Best case, I’ll give them the nudge they need to admit I’m the third wheel and they should be together.
Once Evie slides onto his cock, I grab a bottle of lube from our nightstand and slather several dollops onto my cock and the crack of her ass. “You love him, don’t you?” I whisper beside her ear. Her breath catches and she grants me a small nod. “You’re his, not mine. Show Daddy how much you’ve ached for him.”
Mickey is the puppet master in Washington, and part of me wants to take this moment to experience the same control here with two of the people I love more than anything in the world. Gliding my hand up Evie’s back, I press her closer to Mick, hoping one of them will give in. As predicted, he takes the bait and grips the back of her neck, pulling her closer to devour her mouth like something out of a damn movie. As much as I’d love to slide into her ass, something doesn’t feel quite right about it. I sit back on my heels, admiring how the two of them are fucking perfect together, but with time not on my side, pull open the nightstand drawer for her plug.
Mickey is lost in the moment, gripping Evie’s ass to fuck her from below. I add a few squirts of lube to her plug and slow them down long enough to press it into her tight hole, anxiously anticipating the fireworks.
She rides him faster and harder until she ruins my plans by breaking away to huff, “Andy? That isnota dick in my ass.”
With one of our rules being honesty, I’m careful with my words. “I know, babe. He needs you right now. I’m pretty sure he wants to fill all of your holes himself tonight.”
“I need both of you, but she’s not going to the store for the morning-after pill,” he growls. “There’s no point in her taking them; I’m going to fill your wife over and over until no pharmaceutical concoction can prevent the inevitable.”
He’s stuck in his own fantasy, one I can’t give him. Still, I indulge it. “She’s yours, not mine. Claim her.”
“What do you mean by claiming?” she rasps. How can she not see how she imprinted herself on him? He’s been lost for nearly a decade because of her.
Mickey flips Evelyn onto her back as he seals his lips to hers, fucking her hard and fast. She claws at his back, and I can’t help stroking my cock, unable to look away from his urgent thrusts. Her pussy will be ruined for the foreseeable future, and I smile at the thought. It’s about time. They’re working out years of frustration and it has to be the hottest and most beautiful thing I’ve witnessed in my life. He slams into her roughly, but neither of them can get enough.
“You’re fucking mine. Do you hear me?” At his demand, she glances away, but he grips her chin, forcing her to look at him. “I know you want to detach from this, but you’re going to look at me as you come, angel. I warned you we were never temporary, and I fucking meant it.”
Mickey settles deep inside her, as she manages through a choked sob, “We broke the rules, but you can’t leave again, Mick… Please.” I may not be able to give them the life they deserve right now, but I need to find a way for them to be together—even if it’s only in secret.
“I’m not going anywhere. I love you, Evie… Both of you.”
I have to keep from tearing up at the admission. After all these years, I still love him as much as I did when we were younger, but I adore how deeply he loves my best friend. “You know we’re still yours.”
He pins her hands above her head and rests his forehead on hers as he slowly rocks in and out of her. “I’m not going anywhere,” he repeats softly. “I love you.”
“Don’t leave.”
A third time, Mick reminds her, “I’m not going anywhere. I love you.” Evie tilts her chin to kiss him, but doesn’t return his declaration. I’m about to slide off the bed to give them their moment when he snaps, “No. I want to taste both of you the rest of the day.”
“Take care of my wife; I’m yours after breakfast.”
Mick’s eyes darken, pinning me with a glare he reserves for people who won’t be spending much time on this earth—a bull ready to charge. “What did you say?” His words are laced with anger I’ve never experienced directed at me. If there’s a small chance he could hurt Evie, I need to stop this.
“Fillibuster.”
Evelyn gasps. “What’s wrong?”
“I’m not leaving you with her while you’re mad like this, Mick?”
