I don’t even think about it as I take his dick into my mouth and devour him the same way he devoured me. His salty precum touches my tongue and it makes me achy with the need to make him come down the back of my throat so I push myself harder, swallow him deeper, pump my hand faster. Matteo moves in time with me, using my body the way I need him to. We all work together as one to reach completion. I grab Cohen’s balls and tug a little bit at the same time Matteo pinches my clit. Teo speeds up and my body clamps tightly around his length.
There’s this magical thing that happens as I come. It triggers Teo's release and I can’t contain the scream I release around Cohen’s dick, which makes him come as well. I swallow deeply and both of the guys groan as they pull out of me, letting me lay flat on my back to catch my breath and appreciate this tingly sated feeling.
After a while of blissed out naked cuddling I clear my throat a bit to get their attention.
“I need to let you guys know that before you came over, I called Headmistress Sheldon and worked things out with her. Everything is cleared up and nothing will reflect back on you guys. No drug or cheating charges. None of you will pay for my pranks anymore. The cops were on payroll anyway so that was already faked. I owe you guys apologies though, Noah too.”
“Don’t worry about it, love.” Cohen shares a look with Matteo and they both start laughing. “What you did to us was tame and we deserved more for how we treated you. We’re lucky you’re a big softy when it comes to us, honestly. Can you tell us why you went after Noah’s hair though? He got an extra punishment so he clearly did something.”
A blush creeps over my face because that part is actually a little bit embarrassing.
“Well… Okay, so Noah was at the salon for a haircut the weekend before I came back to school and he may have flirted with the stylist to get under my skin, and then there were all of those girls he paraded around with during school with his stupid handsome smug face, rubbing it in that he’d moved on. I was just mad. Even for all your brooding and harsh words, you two never flaunted girls in my face.”
“You know he never touched any of them, right?” Cohen asks.
“I do now,” I say, shrugging a shoulder.
“He was just looking for ways to push you away to keep you safe. It was dumb, but at least you got your payback and we’re moving on. I was a little sad to see the blue go though,” Cohen laughs.
“We should probably go home tonight.” Teo states. “You deserve time to think about how all of this affects you. If you really want to dive in head first. I want you to be as sure as you can be that you can commit to us the way we need you to,” he says, ever the level headed leader of the pack.
“You won’t leave now, will you?” I pout.
“Not a chance, we’ve got a lot of making up to do. And when we’re done, we’ll go get Ren and Noah and do it all over again,” he says, before attacking me with tickles until Cohen joins in and then it definitely becomes… more, and damn does it feel good.
Eighteen
Alessandra
“Hey, hey babes!” SB greets me as she walks up to where I’m standing, waiting for the guys to get here.
“‘Sup bitch? What’s good?”
“Ugh, nothing. Do you remember Trent? The spa guy?”
“Yep. I sure do. He do something?”
“He broke up with me and gave me the ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ speech. I feel so played.”
“Want me to kill him?” I ask, smirking so she knows I’m at least half kidding. Well, probably like a quarter or an eighth or so and the rest of me is deadly serious.
“No, we weren’t that serious. I just thought that maybe we could get there, you know? We had a lot in common and the sex… damn girl, the sex was so fuckinggood. Toe curling, heart racing, mind numbingly good. I don’t really understand where things went wrong.”
“If he’s not smart enough to realize how special you are than he can fuck off. You’re better without him anyway,” I say. “And if he tries to play games with your heart, I’ll rip his from his chest and post it up on a spike for the world to see that no-fucking-body messes with my best friend.”
“You’re out for blood today. You okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just waiting on the guys to get here. Ren took his bike separately so he could grab everyone breakfast and coffee.”
“So, you and the guys really worked all your shit out then?”
“I mean, I think so. There’s an entirely real possibility that none of this is what I think it is and I’m being played for a fool. I don’t think they’d do something so callous though. I have a lot of faith in them,” I tell her, smiling through my nausea. She nods her head in response but doesn’t comment further and I have to wonder how much she really cares for this Trent guy. Seemingly more than she’s letting on.
I’ll need to make sure I give her enough of my attention now that I have all my men back in my life. She was there for me when they weren’t and her story is just as important as my own. She deserves a dope ass bestie to be a good side character in her own narrative. For now, I’ll do my best to give her some breathing room since she’s clearly done talking about it all. But this is not the last time we’ll talk about this. Shifting my focus just reminds me that I feel jittery for a whole other slew of reasons.
I beat everyone here because I have a ton of pent up nervous energy. For all the heart to heart conversations and physical reconnection we’ve had over the weekend, something feels wrong in my gut and I’m worried the guys might be doing this as a prank to get back at me for the shit I pulled a couple weeks ago. I don’t exactly think that’s going to be the case, but I wouldn’t rule it out either. I’ve read too many bully romance novels to not consider the possibility.
The strangest thing is that if it is some kind of elaborate scheme or revenge plot, I won’t even be mad. Everything inside of me feels different now—lighter somehow—and I wouldn’t hold it against them the same way I would have even a week ago. I love them so it would hurt. It would devastate me, but I’d pick up the pieces and move on because at the end of the day I love them more than I could ever want to hurt them.