Chapter 16

Kimmy

“ K immy.” Zack says, coming up behind me. He wraps his arms around my belly, pulling me to his chest.

“Huh?” I hum, my mind a little distant.

“Are you okay?” he asks, pressing his face into the side of my neck.

“Of course.” I blink a few times. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Because you’ve been stirring that bowl of cake mix for a good five minutes now.” He chuckles softly, placing a kiss behind my ear. I close my eyes as my body breaks out into a shiver. All these years together, and this man can get me going with just a look or a simple touch.

Blinking, I look down at the bowl of batter and sigh. “Shit.” I grab the baking pan and pour the mix into it.

“What's on your mind, Firecracker?” he kisses me again.

“Nothing is on my mind,” I lie. Because all I can think about is Cora hanging out with Trenton.

“Don’t lie to me,” he growls and nips my throat.

Spinning around in his arms, I tilt my head back to look up at him. “Fine.” I lick my lips, eyes locking with his. “I can’t stop thinking about Cora hanging out with Trenton. My mind is going nuts. Like, what if she makes friends with all of them and doesn’t need us anymore?” I start to panic babble. “What if we lose her so soon after getting her back? And then I think, what if her and Trenton really do go on a real date and they hit it off? Then I’d lose the chance of asking her to be our third.”

His lip twitches. “Our third huh?”

“Oh fuck off. I damn well know you’ve thought about it too. I’m not stupid, you know. I know you used to like her way back when. And you know I liked her too. Sometimes, even with time, feelings don’t just go away. Or they do but something triggers them, bringing them back to the surface. Yes, I liked who Cora was back then, but getting to know her now, I like this Cora too.”

“But getting a third was for you. Not for me.”

“That was before.” I hold his gaze.

“Before what?” He quirks an eyebrow.

“Before Cora came back into our lives.” I grab his arms. “Don’t you see, this is our second chance to say the things we didn’t back then, to act on feelings we couldn’t. I can see myself falling hard and fast for Cora again. Hell, I think I already have and it’s only been a week.”

“So, you’re telling me you would be okay if I were to have a relationship with Cora also? I thought the idea of me touching another woman made you want to beat my ass and gouge the imaginary girl?” The asshole chuckles.

“Again, that girl in my mind wasn’t Cora. I didn’t think that would ever be a possibility until now.”

“Me touching Cora doesn’t piss you off?” I shake my head. “Then what does it make you feel?”

“Don’t make me say it.” I narrow my eyes.

“We’re putting all the cards on the table, baby,” he challenges.

“Fine, it makes my nipples tighten and my belly clench at not just what we could do together, the three of us, but what you would do to her.”

“Fuck.” He groans and closes his eyes, nostrils flaring. I can’t help but feel a little smug.

“Are you attracted to Cora?”

He blinks a few times, his jaw clenching. I hold his stare. He better not lie to me. “Yes,” he says simply.

“Do you have feelings of more than friendship for her, or think you could?” He says nothing. “You won’t hurt my feelings if you say yes, baby.”

He licks his lips and takes a deep breath. “Yes.” This time it’s more of a whisper. But his answer makes me want to smile so damn big.

“But, you're jumping the gun, baby. You don’t know how Cora feels.”

“I know she wanted to ask me out back in high school.” That would have had me over the fucking moon if it wasn’t such a bad time. “If I stood a chance then, maybe I do now. It wouldn’t hurt, would it? I know we said just someone to have fun with, but I don’t want to just have fun with Cora. I want to have everything with her. With us.”

“You really want that, don’t you?” he asks softly.

I nod. “And it’s killing me, driving me bananas that she’s out with another guy. Knowing she’s bi, even thinking of her hanging out with another girl makes it worse.”

“I love it when you're jealous,” he chuckles. “Gets me fucking hard.” He grabs my hand and places it on his erection. I bite my lip, my pussy growing wet and needy.

“That must be uncomfortable,” my voice turns husky as I lower myself to my knees. Reaching out, I grab the waistband of his pants. “Let me help you out with that.”

He looks down at me lovingly as he pets the side of my head. “You're so fucking beautiful.” I preen up at him, always a whore for his praise. “Now, take my cock out and suck me down like a good girl.” His voice is a low rumble, sending a shiver down my spine.

Biting my lip, I keep eye contact with him seductively and make work of his belt, my thighs clenching together with need. The mouth on this man never fails to make me wet like a damn river.

When I lower his zipper and pull his pants down enough, his cock springs free, almost hitting me in the face. My eyes drop to his long, thick, veiny shaft, my mouth watering at the sight. Pre cum beads on the tip and I lean forward and lick it off, humming at the slightly salty taste.

Zack hisses, grabbing a handful of my hair. “Fuck, Kimmy.” He groans.

I want to hear how crazy I make him, so I reach up and wrap my hand around his cock, giving him a good pump. “Don’t tease me, wife,” he growls and I smirk up at him like the brat I am.

Wanting to be a good girl, I take the head into my mouth and suck. “Damn it,” he curses and I grin as I swirl my tongue around the head before taking him as far as I can. The moan he makes has me eager to give him more.

I start to suck on him, using my tongue to massage the bottom of his cock. He starts to thrust his hips, forcing me to take him at his pace. Eventually, I just stop and let him use me like I love.

“That's it, baby. Take my cock like a good fucking girl.” He groans as he starts to fuck my face. I relax my jaw, letting him get deeper. I’m so turned on right now. Then he goes and opens his mouth and makes it worse. “Are you wet, baby?” I nod. “How wet would you be if Cora was here, watching.” I whimper as I imagine her bright blue eyes heavy with lust. “Her lips parted, breathing labored. She would slowly slide her hand into her pants, and play with her pretty little clit as I make you gag on my cock.”

My eyes roll back as I begin moving my fingers down over my belly, past my waistband and slide them into my panties. I whimper when I feel just how wet I am.

Zack looks down at me, a smug grin taking over his face. “You like that idea, don’t you?”

I nod, the movement making his cock hit the back of my throat and I gag a little.

“Are you sliding your fingers between your folds like she would? Are you digging them into your tight pussy and imagining it’s Cora’s fingers.”

My eyes flutter shut and I do. I slip my fingers inside me, rocking against the palm of my hand before bringing my slick fingers up and over my swollen bud.

“Play with yourself, baby. Pretend it’s Cora’s fingers that are teasing you, working you over. Making you come.”

I move my fingers faster as Zack ups his pace. The room fills with our heavy breathing, my muffled moaning, his curses and hisses.

“Are you gonna come for me, wife?” he growls, panting. “Are you going to cum all over that hand for Cora?”

My belly coils tight and I’m seconds away from bursting.

“Fuck. Kimmy, I’m gonna cum. You better cum with me.” He groans a second later as his body tightens. He thrusts forward, forcing me to take his whole cock down my throat as he cums, shuddering above me. My orgasm hits me as the first burst of cum slides down my throat.

I swallow him down the best I can as my body writhes on the floor, my pussy clamped around my fingers and I soak my hand.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he praises as he pulls his cock free, wiping the bit of cum that slipped out the side of my mouth and pushes it back in with his thumb. I suck on his thumb, wanting any drop of him I can get.

“Perfect,” he whispers and then pulls me to my feet. When I’m standing he pulls my hand out of my bottoms and brings my fingers dripping with my arousal to his mouth. He locks eyes with me as he sucks them in and cleans them off. Fucking hell, this man.

“I wonder if Cora tastes as sweet as you do my love,” he murmurs, licking his lips.

“I have no idea.” I tell him. “But I think I want to find out.”

His lip twitches. “So do I.”

IT FEELS LIKE HOURS before Cora walks through the door again. She left a few hours before her shift and now it’s past one in the morning.

When she texted Zack that Trenton was bringing her home, it made me feel anxious. I know I’m overthinking everything, but I can’t help it. I keep playing the worst case scenario over and over in my head.

Zack is right. What if Cora doesn’t feel the same way. It’s been so long and she’s been through so much. I don’t want to overwhelm her or come on too strong and scare her away.

Neither Zack nor I could sleep, so we’ve been sitting in the study near the front door waiting.

As soon as we hear the door open, I perk up and look at Zack. He chuckles like I’m an eager puppy and I’m on my feet to greet her.

“Hey,” she says with a look of surprise. “I didn’t think you were still up. Sorry I’m so late. I stayed behind and helped the girls clean up. Some asshole tossed his glass at some of the alcohol bottles. Sent them crashing to the ground.”

“What?” Zack growls. “Are you okay?” he looks Cora over and she nods.

“I’m fine.”

“I hope they know who did it.”

“They got his ID from the scanner at the door and he got arrested,” Cora tells him.

“Fucking banned from my club he is.”

“So.” I try to change the subject before Zack loses it. He takes pride in his businesses. I know he’s pissed about not just the damage but the fact his staff could have gotten hurt. I’m sure after we part ways, he’s going to make some calls to ensure they’re all okay. “How was your night? Apart from that.”

“Good.” Cora smiles. “Busy, but tips were amazing. Look!” She holds up a wad of bills. “There’s got to be at least five hundred bucks. I’ve never made that much in one night. Although, I found out a few years ago strippers make more than this a night in tips. Almost considered switching jobs.” She laughs and Zack growls.

We both look at him, eyes wide. He realizes what he did and clears his throat.

“How was the meeting with your co-workers before work?”

“It was fun. Got to know the girls a little more. Good people.”

“And Trenton?” I push.

“He’s nice. Really sweet. He asked me out on a date, but while I did enjoy hanging out with him and working with him, I told him now wasn’t a good time.”

“Oh, yeah?” Zack says, leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. “Why not?”

A blush takes over her cheeks and she shrugs. “Honestly, as much as new friends sound nice, I don’t really need anyone else right now. Would it be weird to say that I’d rather spend my free time here?” She lifts her eyes to us and my heart hammers in my chest. “With you two.”

Be chill, Kimmy. Do not freak her out. Relax. Play it cool.

“Not at all.” I can’t help but grin when inside I’m doing a happy dance. “We’ve missed a lot of time together. And I know I love having you live here.” We’ve spent so much time together and it feels beyond natural. Like old times but better in different ways.

“Really?” She looks unsure. “I’m not getting in the way, or being a burden? Because I’ll leave as soon as it becomes too much.”

“You’re not going anywhere, Cora,” Zack tells her. “Get that idea out of your head.”

She looks over at him and bites her lip. I don’t think she knows that she’s doing it and it has my pussy aching. She’s so damn sexy when she does that.

“I’ll have to move out someday, you know.” She laughs softly.

“Someday,” he says slowly. “Yeah.” He nods. “Sure, sure.”

She blinks at him a few times and I’m about to tell him to relax.

When she yanks her coat off, Zack steps forward, to take it from her. “I’ve got this. You get up to bed, get some sleep.”

“Thanks.” She smiles. “Goodnight.”

Zack bends over and brushes a kiss to the top of her head. “Night, Daredevil.” I fucking swoon.

She blinks up at him, a little in shock. “Night, babe.” I pull her in for a hug and love that she hugs me back.

“Night, Kimmy,” she whispers.

When she heads up the stairs, I turn to Zack and grin up at him like a fucking crazy person.

“Kimmy, baby,” he says in a warning tone.

“Don’t ‘Kimmy, baby’ me!” I hiss. “You kissed her. I’m allowed to freak out over the fact that she doesn’t plan on dating anyone because she wants to hang out with us. Zack, come on!”

“I know. I know. But you need to give it time. Don’t rush things okay? We don’t want her to feel like she needs to leave.”

“She can’t leave.” I frown. “She’s not allowed to.”

Zack chuckles. “Give it time. We can win her over, I’m sure of it.”

“I hope so.” I really hope so. Because the idea of her being with someone else isn’t a feeling I particularly enjoy.