13. Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Liam

T he day I’ve been looking forward to is finally here. I’ve finally got the all fucking clear. No cast, no walking boot. I’m like a brand new man.

Skyla squeezes my hand as she looks down at me. I smile up at her before I turn to see Asher listening to the doctor’s instructions with rapt attention. He’s really adopted the Mr. Responsible role lately. At least when daddy Ronan isn’t around to do it for all of us.

The doctor asks if we have any questions, to which we all shake our heads before he leaves. I slide off the examination bed, surprised at how weak my leg is when I try to put my full weight on it. Fuck, it’s been a while since I’ve been able to do a full gym routine, and it shows. I’m practically itching to get back to it. Upper body is not enough for me.

“You okay?” Skyla asks in that sweet voice that makes my heart melt, and my cock twitch all at the same time.

I grin up at her before planting a slobbery kiss on her cheek.

“Couldn’t be better. Now I can finally fuck you standing up.”

Intrigue enters her eyes, and I wink at her before Asher grabs the door.

“No, dumbass. The doctor said that you need to take it easy,” he scolds.

I pout as I look back at him.

“Don’t be jealous, I’ll fuck you standing up too.”

He lifts a bored eyebrow before leaning his head down to speak into my ear.

“If you think that you’ll be the one to fuck me, you’ve got another thing coming.”

My cock isn’t just twitching; it’s turned into a steel fucking pipe. Asher’s melted chocolate eyes bore into me, nothing but promise and filthy fucking thoughts in them. I want to ask him to name a time and place, to beg on my fucking knees for that, but the moment has passed, and he slips by me to wrap his arm around Skyla.

Fuck, seeing them all cozied up together doesn’t help my issue going on in my pants. I do my best to adjust as I walk, but between the sway of…well, both their hips, it’s pretty fucking hard.

Skyla turns back to look at me, concern on her face.

“You okay? You’re limping.”

Asher turns to glance at me before he smirks.

“He’s not limping, princess. He’s trying to wrangle the boner I just gave him.”

She tries to hold back a laugh as we pass through the waiting area of the doctor’s office before moving out to the parking lot.

“Not just you,” I defend. “My babygirl too,” I say proudly.

We make our way out to Asher’s Range Rover, and he opens the back door for me.

“Such a gentleman,” I tease as I slide in.

He huffs as Skyla follows after me before he shuts the door and heads for the driver’s seat. Asher has barely even pulled out of the parking lot before I’m undoing both my seatbelt and Skyla’s, dragging her up and over to my lap. Her legs part, forced to straddle me when Asher curses.

“What the fuck are you doing? Both of you buckle up, now.”

“Calm down, Dad. Just having a little fun,” I smirk as Skyla giggles.

“Fun? Aren’t you the one who just got cleared from the last car accident?”

I wave him off. “That doesn’t count. A psycho stalker cut my brake lines. Do you have brakes?”

Asher narrows his eyes in the rearview mirror, and I nod.

“Exactly. Now shut up. I’m trying to make out with my girlfriend.”

“You mean my wife,” Asher snaps.

“Tomato, potato,” I say as I press my lips to Skyla’s.

She comes to me easily, winding her arms around my neck. I feel her hips begin to grind against me, and I moan into her mouth. My balls are already so fucking blue they feel ready to fall off.

My hands slip beneath her shirt, pulling it up and over her head before I toss it to the side. The bra she is wearing is one of those front clasp ones, perfectly convenient in a time like this. I pinch the clasp between my fingers, her breasts springing free in my face.

Fucking heaven.

I cup one of her breasts in my hand, closing my mouth around her nipple as she lets out a moan and drops her head backwards. My tongue swirls around her nipple, my teeth nipping at it as Asher curses from the front seat.

I release Skyla’s nipple with a pop before I tap the side of her ass.

“Turn around, babygirl. Slide those pants down and face Ash.”

She does as I say quickly, kicking off her shoes before sliding her leggings off and to the side of the car. I pull my cock out, grabbing her silk thong and yanking it to the side before I rub the head of my cock through her. She takes in a sharp inhale through her teeth, and I look over her shoulder to see Asher staring more often in the rearview mirror than the road.

“Eyes on the road, big boy,” I laugh as I sink myself into her.

We both let out simultaneous moans that has Asher whipping the car over to the shoulder. Horns honk and brakes screech across the road before the car is thrown into park, and Asher is spinning around in his seat. Skyla begins bouncing up and down on me, my hands cupping her tits as she does. My thumbs play with her nipples, rubbing and pulling on them when Asher steals the right one from me, pulling it into his mouth.

“Oh, my God,” Skyla moans.

“Yeah, suck on her titty, Ash. Help me make our girl feel good,” I encourage.

He moans around her, his hand reaching inside his pants to free his own cock. I watch with rapt attention as he begins stroking himself, his eyes closed as he licks and sucks Skyla. Goddamnit, they are so fucking hot. How did I get this lucky? To have Skyla is already a blessing from above, but to have them both? Luckiest bastard to ever live.

Just looking at Ash’s cock again has my mouth watering, remembering how good he tasted, how amazing it felt to be taken by him. For him to have a moment that was just for us. He couldn’t deny me then, just like he can’t now. He wants me, and I’ve wanted him for longer than I realized.

I really never thought I’d see the day. The lines were always so clear in my head. I was never interested in men romantically; then again, I wasn’t really interested in women romantically, either. Ash is different, though. He’s just…Asher. I love the guy, of course, we’ve been best friends since birth, but it’s more than that. I care about him. I want to see him happy, taken care of, pleasured. I want him in every shade under the sun and moon, just like I want Skyla. Once I figured that out, that’s when I knew I was well and truly fucked for my best friend.

Skyla’s pussy contracts around me, and it has my head dropping back to the headrest.

“Goddamn, babygirl. Your pretty little pussy hugs me so good. Such a tight little thing.”

“Uh huh,” she groans, one hand wrapping around my neck while the other cups the back of Asher’s head. Smashed together between us, properly worshipped the way she deserves to be. See? A Skyla sandwich.

Asher releases her nipple, his eyes drunk with lust as he jerks his cock, his eyes on the both of us before they drop. He watches my cock slide in and out of Skyla before he does something I never see coming.

Pushing himself further through the opening between the front seat and the back, he buries his head in between Skyla and my legs and begins devouring…well, both of us. His tongue starts at the base of my cock before it draws a line up to Skyla, ending on her clit. A sharp moan rips through Skyla as he begins eating her pussy while I fuck her.

His head shakes back and forth, his tongue rubbing against her clit before he goes down again. I may or may not purposefully lift her up higher than necessary. So high for a moment, she comes off my cock. Just like I hope he would, Asher takes the opportunity to suck my cock down his throat. He pushes it all the way down, bobbing up and down several times. One of my hands comes to his cheek, attempting to push him off so I can keep fucking Skyla, but he only sinks down further, groaning as his hand jerking himself off picks up in speed.

“Holy fucking shit!” Skyla gasps as she watches him, lust and shock on her face. “Do you like that, Ash?”

His eyes flick up to her, his mouth stuffed full of my cock as he nods slowly.

“How does it taste? My pussy all over Liam’s cock?” Skyla asks, forcing my cock to twitch in Asher’s mouth before he slowly pulls up to speak.

“Like my two favorite flavors combined in one,” he says before crushing his lips to Skyla.

I take the opportunity to pull her back to me, forcing her to sink fully onto me. She whimpers into Asher’s mouth as I feel my balls begin to draw up. Asher tears his mouth away from hers before coming for me. His tongue tastes like Skyla, and it only makes my cock throb harder and harder. When his tongue wraps around mine and sucks, I’m a goner.

I thrust up, once, hard, forcing my piercings to do their job and send Skyla falling over the edge. In the next moment, Asher rips away from me, grabbing the back of Skyla’s neck as he pushes his cock towards her and comes on her tongue. She sticks it out for him, allowing him to paint it nice and pretty before she pulls it back into her mouth and swallows.

I collapse into the seat, Skyla following right with me as Asher falls forward, practically smothering us as we sit there like the out of breath, sticky mess we are. And I love every fucking second of it.