“I want you to make me squirt again. I need you inside me,” I whisper. He lifts me with ease and walks me into the house by-passing the living room to put me on my bed. He peels my leggings off slowly, and I sit up to tear my sweater off.

“Is this what you want?” He asks as his hands spread my legs, his tongue dipping into my wetness. He slides a finger in as he slowly licks me, teasing me. I arch my back, pushing my hips to match his finger, but he resists.

“Please…” I beg, and he slides another digit into me as he sucks on my clit. He hooks his fingers around the spot inside and all my muscles tense as he strokes me closer, and I lose it. Squirting is exquisite. It feels like a normal orgasm, but with fireworks exploding through my body. He continues to touch me, but I don’t think I can handle anymore, and I try to squirm away. He holds me in place as he pushes me to squirt again. I would have never thought this was possible before I met him. A knock at the door catches my attention, and I lift my head to see Bruce standing against the door jamb. I bite my lip as I ingest the image of his hardening cock in his grey sweatpants.

“Can I join? Or do you want alone time?”

“Yeah, her pussy is mine tonight, though. If she wants to give you head, that’s up to her,” Forrest says gruffly.

Forrest puts one of my legs over his shoulder, the other he holds against his body, and slides into me. I moan at the stretch. He begins to fuck me and Bruce moves onto the bed, ripping off his pants and stroking his cock to full hardness.

Forrest moves, hissing a deep “Fucking hell” out before stopping, brutally teasing me. He pulls me closer to him as he slowly fucks me. Bruce presses his dick into my mouth, and I take it greedily as he braces himself over my body. He crawls down towards where Forrest and I are connected. I can’t figure out what he is doing until his mouth is on my clit, and I can't think of any way to make this better.

I orgasm over Forest’s cock with Bruce sucking and teasing my clit. Bruce pulls away from me, and the bed dips as he moves to the side. Forrest grips my hips as he slams into me, his lips on mine. When I open my eyes, I see Bruce stroking his cock as Forrest erupts inside of me. He lies on me for a minute to catch his breath. When he finally rolls over, Bruce steps closer and I take him back in my mouth, sucking him until he empties into my throat.

I place my head onto Forrest’s chest, and it feels like nothing can hurt me, just as much as Bruce’s strong arm curled around my stomach and we fall asleep together.

In the morning, I shuffle out of bed, feeling sore but sated. I slip into my cozy fleece pajama pants and an oversized sweater. As I make my way to the kitchen, I see Ash standing by the coffee maker. As he hands me a mug, I kiss him.

“Good morning, beautiful. You sleep well?”

“Good morning, I did. Missed you last night,”

I smirk until I hear the knocking at the front door.

Fuck! How could I forget about Liz, I rush to the bedroom, waking up both Bruce and Forrest, telling them to get dressed. I close the door, and walk to the front door to get her out of the cold. I can only smile sheepishly.

“Hey Bitch, you forgot about our everlasting date. Your expression tells me everything. You slept in… with a man?”

Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise as she sees Ash behind me and I can only nod, as I know it’s only going to get more confusing for her shortly.

This is our last Monday before she heads off to Quebec for Christmas with her family. She walks into the kitchen, coming face to face with Ash. She looks over her shoulder at me, giving me an approving smile.

“So, what’s your story?” she asks him.

While she’s sizing him up, I grab my cup of coffee and sit at the table, I can hear the bedroom door open, and I lift my mug to my lips to cover the grin I’m hiding. Bruce and Forrest walk into the kitchen, thankfully dressed and each grab a cup of coffee.

“Oh shit, you took my advice, eh?” She laughs, doing a triple-take.

“Good morning, guys. This is my best friend, Liz. We’ve been friends as long as I can remember. Liz, this is Forrest, Bruce, and Ash. I met them over the weekend.” I look around before settling my eyes on her.

“Well, fuck if you aren’t living every girl’s dream ever. Where did you all meet?” she questions. My face heats as the blush spreads under my skin, and I don’t know where to start.

“We met at a holiday convention. I saw her picking out the cutest reindeer earrings, and I couldn’t stay away. Forrest and Bruce agreed she is the most beautiful woman we’ve ever seen, and we had to talk to her. You guys enjoy your morning. We have a garage to clean,” Ash tells her.

With that, he tells me about the waffles he made for breakfast, and they each kiss me before leaving the house. Liz looks at me with expectations and I smile weakly. Before she can start grilling me, I get up and grab us both waffles and more coffee. As I lift my forkful, I can feel her eyes glaring at me.

“Listen, I know it’s crazy and so unlike me, but I can’t explain it other than I feel pulled to them. Their kindness is appreciated and I'll enjoy it until they leave on New Year's.”

“Babe, this is fucking amazing! I’m so proud of you! I have a billion questions, but you are winning the breakup for sure!” she laughs.

“I haven’t even thought of Edward. I saw him on the weekend when we were all getting groceries. It was refreshing, in a way. He is a giant douchewad still, but I realized he wasn’t for me.”

“I knew he was a walking red flag. I wish I could have been there to witness you with your men though. Ugh I always miss good stuff!” All I can do is laugh.

“He was a jerk, suggesting I moved on too quickly, but I told him at least I waited until the relationship ended. What questions do you have? We’ll get through them before we watch some of our shows,” I say as I reach for more waffles.

“He is a fucking twat. I know you already bought him cologne, so I’m going to buy it from you because my brother-in-law wears the same shit, and I got him for the Christmas gift exchange,” she tells me.