15. Ford

Chapter 15

Ford

I t's been a few days since Jacob and Dylan had their date and he's been walking around with this dopey-ass grin—so much so that I've resorted to calling him Goofy. But tonight. Well, tonight is my night.

While Jacob chose something from his and Dylan's past, I'm going in a totally different direction and we're going to have a picnic on the lacrosse field. It's where we first met and my life changed forever.

She had a final appointment with her mom for the dress fitting, so she's meeting me here. Her mother apparently doesn't like me since finding out that she's dating both Jacob and me. The only way she could meet me tonight was by lying and telling her she was meeting some girlfriends at the movies.

I wish Kitty was more defiant since we are all eighteen and technically legal adults, but I appreciate that she's trying to be respectful of her mom's rules to a point. It's okay, soon we'll be at college and no one will be standing between us. We'll be free to explore our love and relationship as a poly couple.

I pull the blanket out of the bag and spread it on the ground. It's warm, but there's a slight breeze that takes away some of the stifling heat. I slip off my shoes, then kneel and begin to unpack the basket, meticulously placing the containers of cheese and crackers, fruit, meat, and lastly, chocolate-covered strawberries out. Dylan will be here any minute and I want to be ready so we can make the most of the few hours we have together. Her mom's been a real cunt with this curfew she imposed. It's a desperate attempt to bend Kitty to her will and force her to attend her mother's choice of school and pledge to that dumb-ass sorority. It's as if she doesn't know her daughter at all.

A gentle rustling behind me catches my attention. Soft crunches reverberate in the air as I turn my head to see my goddess, all smiles, heading toward me.

"I thought you'd never get here, Kitty." I step off the blanket as she rushes toward me, jumping into my arms. I catch her mid-leap, cupping that juicy ass of hers in my palms.

"I'm here now." She presses her lips to mine, kissing me deeply. "I thought I was going to go crazy if I had to spend another moment with the life-giver and listen to her going on about the wedding and how much of a disappointment I am."

I turn around and step back onto the blanket, carefully lowering us down without dropping or falling onto the precious cargo in my arms.

She lies back on the ground as I wedge myself between her legs, nuzzling my head in the crook of her neck, kissing gently. Fuck, this woman is everything I've ever wanted.

"I love you, Kitty. Just a couple of months and we'll be out of here. No more sneaking around behind your mom's back. Me, you, and Jacob. Three peas in a pod."

"And Matthew." The tips of her fingers stroke down my back over the thin material of my shirt, and shivers take over, shooting straight to my cock.

"Yes, him too. He's not here, so I almost forgot about him." I haven't really, but I didn't want to push the subject. Jacob told me she said they had been texting, and she plans to visit him, but I want her to tell me herself. I'd never want her to think we're gossiping behind her back.

I lift my head and stare down at her. She's fucking gorgeous. Dylan uses the moment to her advantage and rolls me off her so that we're on our sides facing each other.

"I want our relationship to be completely honest. While I want to keep some of the more personal details with the others private, some I want to share." She links her pinky with mine and I lift our joined fingers to my mouth, kissing them. "I've been messaging Matthew every day since he left. I do have feelings that are growing more with each conversation. I'm finally accepting them versus stuffing them down. He wants me to come visit and I'm going to do it."

"I think that's a great idea. You've known Jacob for years, and when it comes to us, you always make sure our time together is meaningful. Now, it's time you do the same with him." I mean every word with my whole heart. "And how are things with Jacob?"

He told me they talked on their date but didn't give many details about their conversation. While I want to know, I also don't want to invade their privacy, knowing I need to respect their personal relationship.

"We talked on our date and I think he's finally realized that I'm here for all three of you, that no one is more important than the other. He actually encouraged me to visit Matthew and give what's between us a shot."

"I love that we're finally all on the same page." I let go of her hand and reach over to the chocolate-covered strawberries, placing one on her lips. She opens her mouth and takes a bite. Fuck if it's not the sexiest thing ever.

"Those are good," she moans, chewing the remaining bits of the sweet treat.

"The only thing I want to taste is you, Kitty," I murmur, my voice thick with desire. Sitting up, I straddle her legs, my fingers slipping under the hem of her shirt. I tug it up, exposing more of her soft skin until it's off and tossed aside, leaving her in just that lacy pink bra that drives me wild.

Her shorts come next. I slide them down her legs, leaving her laid out before me, her pink panties highlighting every curve. My hand traces along her inner thigh before pressing against her core, my fingers brushing through the damp fabric. A whimper escapes her as she squirms beneath me, fueling my need.

"Gorgeous." I groan as I lick my lips. She's breathtaking. "I want you to ride me, right here on the field where I first met you."

I lie down on my back, encouraging her to make a move. Kitty, I've learned, has a wild streak. Much like me, she gets a thrill from possibly being caught having sex. It heightens our arousal, giving us the most intense orgasms.

Dylan does just as I had hoped and moves closer to me. She undoes my pants and I lift my hips, allowing her to slide them down. My cock springs free, already rock-hard, twitching with the anticipation of being buried deep inside her.

She straddles my legs just below my knees, her body radiating warmth as she leans forward. Her hand wraps around my shaft, and I shudder at her touch. When her tongue flicks along the underside of my cock, I let out a groan, unable to hold it back. She swirls around the head, teasing me, sending bolts of pleasure through me that make it hard to breathe.

Fuck me! I could come from just that alone.

She glances up at me, smirking. "Seems like I'm the one getting the taste," she purrs, her voice dripping with mischief. She crawls up my body, her skin brushing against mine, making me ache for more. When her wet pussy hovers over my cock, she doesn't waste a second. She grips me, positioning me at her entrance, and slowly, torturously, slides down onto my hard length.

She doesn't stop until I'm buried to the hilt inside her. We stay like that for a moment, her body trembling slightly as she adjusts to the stretch, both of us breathing heavily.

Her hands press into my chest and she arches her back as she starts to move. Slowly at first, rolling her hips in a way that drives me insane, then faster, bouncing on my cock. She moves in perfect rhythm and I thrust up, matching her pace. Every grind, every shift of her hips, pulls us closer to the edge, but we tease each other, slowing down when it gets too close, keeping the pleasure hovering just out of reach.

I reach up, cupping her breast, feeling the weight of it in my palm as I strum my thumb over her nipple. It's hard and pebbled under my touch, and she gasps, arching into me. I slip my other hand between us, my fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in tight circles, adding to the pleasure building inside her.

"Oh god, Ford… that feels so good," she moans breathlessly, as her hips move faster, chasing that release we've both been holding off. Her walls tighten around me, pulsing with the promise of her orgasm, and it's driving me wild.

"Come for me, Dyl," I growl, gripping her hips as I thrust up hard into her. "Soak my cock with your cream."

Her body seizes as she cries out, her pussy clamping down on me in waves. I thrust a few more times as her body trembles before I let go. My orgasm hits like a freight train and I hold her close while my cock jerks inside her, shooting hot streams of cum.

We stay like that for a moment, her body wrapped tightly around mine as we try to catch our breath, the aftershocks of pleasure still coursing through us. I hold her close, feeling every inch of her, knowing I can never get enough.

One day, I hope we put a baby inside of her. Far in the future, after we've finished school and we're established. I plan on having lots of fun before becoming a father.

"I can never say it enough, but I love you, Ford."

"I love you too, Dyl. Today, tomorrow, forever." With those words, she lifts off me and I watch my cum slide down her legs. Thankfully, I packed a hand towel. I reach inside the basket and pull it out. "Lie down and let me clean you up. Then, as much as I hate it, we should probably get dressed."

I make sure to wipe the white liquid from her thighs before running the cloth through her folds, collecting my seed. She stands once I'm done and quickly puts her clothes back on while I clean myself and do the same.

"I'm starving." Dylan's stomach picks that moment to growl.

"Well, it's a good thing I brought food then. Let's sit down and let me feed you before you have to turn into Cinderella and run off into the night."

College can't get here soon enough.