Three

Nico couldn't believe he was here, thathe was sucking Stevie's tits while Stone watched.

Little Stephanie Shepherd wasn't so little anymore.

Not that he'd ever really thought about her like that. Since the day his sister invited her for their first sleepover when he was in the fifth grade, he'd had a crush on her. In the beginning, he had teased and tormented them simply so he could be around Stevie. At one point, he'd even entertained the idea of asking her to be his girlfriend.

He refused to admit that he'd fantasized about her more than once. It was easier to keep her in the friend category for his sister's benefit. He refused to cross that line, fearful that when things ended, it might affect Stevie's relationship with Niyah. Nico didn't want to be responsible for that, so he'd limited himself to fantasies.

Stevie was part of the reason Nico hadn't dated anyone but Chelsea for the past few years. Whenever Chelsea would break up with him, his thoughts always returned to this girl. He spent most of his time hanging around the house when she was there simply so he could be around her. Then, when Chelsea decided he was worthy again, Nico would let her lead him around like a puppy because he genuinely liked her. He just didn't love her. And he'd never felt like this when he was with her.

Then again, he wasn't sure Stevie deserved all the credit for what he was feeling. Stone was responsible for a lot of it. He'd triggered something inside Nico with his dominance in the driveway. Nico had been all but ready to beg him to finish him off with his scorching looks and suggestive promises. The fact that Stone was straddling Nico's legs, offering his girlfriend on a silver platter … that was doing it for him in ways he'd never expected.

Nico released Stevie's breast, sliding his lips up her chest, over her collarbone. He wanted to kiss her again. He wanted to feel her tongue in his mouth, her soft, cool hands on his skin.

As though he could read Nico's mind, Stone reached around Stevie to grip his shirt. Nico sat forward, allowing him to pull it up and over his head. Then Stevie was leaning into him, skin to skin, her breasts crushed to his chest, her lips sealed to his. He kissed her, gliding his hands over her smooth, warm skin. She was so fucking soft and so damn small. He wasn't used to being with petite women. Chelsea was bigger, sturdier. Not dainty and petite like Stevie.

Although he liked girls who wouldn't get hurt if he played rough with them, Stevie felt right in his arms. As though she was meant to be there.

Suddenly, she jerked back, a sharp cry escaping her. When she leaned against Stone, Nico looked down. Stone had his hand down her shorts, his fingers hidden by the denim.

"Stone!" Stevie was rolling her hips, riding Stone's hand.

She was a wet dream come to life.

"You're so fuckin' wet," Stone groaned against her neck. "God, baby. Did Nico do this to you?"

Her gaze met his. "Yes."

His cock jerked at the heat that flashed in her big brown eyes.

She whimpered. "Don't stop. Please … don't stop."

"Me?" Stone asked, his eyes glittering with triumph. "Or Nico?"

"Both … uhnn … God, yes."

"Oh, yeah. You love when I finger your little pussy."

She nodded, although it wasn't a question.

The muscles in Stone's arm flexed and bunched as he fingered her. Nico couldn't see beneath the denim, but he could imagine Stone's fingers sliding into her, glistening with her silky heat.

"Tell me," Stone urged.

"Yes." Stevie whimpered again. "I love … oh, God, I love when you finger me."

Nico's entire body flashed hot. Never had he been with anyone who was vocal during sex. Granted, he was nineteen years old, and he'd been with exactly three girls. No one but Chelsea in the past two years. Usually, his encounters were in the dark, he and Chelsea kissing while he did his best to give her pleasure before she pulled him on top of her.

This was so not that. This was both of them participating, and it was fucking hot.

"You want more, baby?"

Stevie nodded, her eyes closed, lips parted.

"Tell Nico to take your shorts off."

Her eyes opened. "Take them off," she demanded.

Nico couldn't move much in his position, but Stevie fixed that. She repositioned so she was sitting on his thighs, her legs straight. She moved again, sliding both legs to one side of him. Nico didn't hesitate, tugging on her shorts and her panties, dragging them down her legs. She kicked them away and spread her legs.

If she cared that Nico was seeing her naked for the first time, she didn't show it. Stone was still fingering her pussy, two fingers curled deep inside.

Damn, she was beautiful. Long, silky blonde hair. Even pulled back in a ponytail, it hung halfway down her back. That toned little body with curves that made his mouth water. She had pert tits with little pink nipples that darkened when she was aroused. Soft, smooth skin that was naturally golden.

"Look at him," Stone said. "He wants to taste your pussy, Stevie. His mouth's waterin'."

He wasn't wrong.

She moaned.

"Can he lick your pussy?"

Stevie nodded, her eyes once again locked with Nico's. "Lick me. Please, Nico. Put your tongue on my clit."

He'd never known a girl so blunt about what she wanted. Certainly not when it came to sex. But Stevie … she knew what she wanted.

It shouldn't have surprised him because Stevie was like that. She said what she was thinking. He'd always found that entertaining. But here … now…

Stone banded his free arm around her torso as he shifted backward, freeing Nico's legs. Stevie crab-walked with him, holding his arm as he got them onto the other mattress.

"Lift your knees and spread those sexy legs wide," Stone instructed Stevie, his fingers still buried in her pussy.

Nico got to his knees and crawled toward them, transfixed by Stone's fingers still fucking her. When she spread her legs, he took that as an invitation, lying on his stomach, settling between them. He didn't need instruction because he wanted to taste her. He wanted to lick her until she came on his face. Chelsea never let him do this. Not as often as he wanted, anyway.

Stevie dropped her bent knees open. Stone's fingers slid out, separating her pussy lips and exposing the tiny swollen nub at the top of her sex.

Jesus. She was completely bare, shaved smooth. It thrilled him in a way he didn't expect. Nico blew air across her silky flesh, and Stevie's hips bucked.

He leaned in, his broad shoulders forcing her legs apart even more, using the tip of his tongue to tease the little nub the same way he'd done with her nipple. Stevie whimpered. He did it again. She moaned. He licked her from entrance to clit, and she groaned low in her throat.

The sounds were so sexy he kept licking her. Along the seam of her pussy, sucking her labia into his mouth, then teasing her hole. He got lost in her taste, mesmerized by the sounds she was making. He took every cue from her, learning what she enjoyed based on the soft mewls and desperate moans.

He wasn't aware that Stone had moved until the guy was straddling his thighs, his big hands moving over his back, the hard ridge of his cock pressed against Nico's ass. They were both dressed, but the thrill was the same. He imagined Stone sliding his cock along the crack of his ass, pressing the tip to his hole, pushing inside him.

Nico groaned. It was a fantasy he'd indulged in since he hit puberty, although he never quite understood it. He could never rationalize how this exact scenario could ever be a reality because while he had gay urges, the female body got him off, too. How could he possibly have both? And if he couldn't, would he eventually prefer one over the other? So many questions. Never any answers.

Until now.

"Ahh!" Stevie cried out, fisting Nico's hair as she held him where she wanted him.

He focused on licking her, suckling her clit, tonguing her hole. She rocked against his face as though she was fucking him. When he sucked her clit between his lips and flicked it with his tongue, her back arched.

"Yes! Nico, yes! Don't stop!"

Stone shifted, grinding his cock against Nico's ass as he leaned over him. "I'm so gonna enjoy fuckin' this ass."

Nico's ass clenched.

Stone palmed the back of his head, forcing his face between Stevie's legs. "She tastes so fuckin' good, doesn't she?"

Nico hummed, but he didn't stop feasting on her. His body flooded with heat, his blood pumping faster than it ever had. He was pinned down by Stone's weight, his hand roughly holding his head. And God help him, he liked the roughness, the forcefulness. He liked that Stone was taking control.

"Fuck, you look good like that, baby," Stone said. "His head between your legs. Are you gonna come, Stevie? You gonna flood his mouth with your sweetness?"

"Nico!" Stevie's hand tightened in his hair, and her legs stiffened. "I'm comin'."

He pushed his finger inside her, wanting to feel the walls of her pussy tighten. They did as her clit pulsed against his tongue.

Suddenly, Stone's weight disappeared, so Nico got to his knees, sitting on his heels as he watched Stevie's chest heave, her smile so bright it nearly blinded him.

She was even more beautiful after she orgasmed. Her blonde hair slipping out of her ponytail, her pink lips glossy, eyes glazed. He wanted to kiss her again, but before he could move toward her, Stone grabbed his hair, jerking his head hard. Then Stone's mouth was on his. Nico was confused for only a second, but then he kissed Stone back, turning to face him, gripping his hip. He ignored the throb in his lip from where Stone had hit him. The kiss dulled the pain even as it intensified it.

Stone had discarded his shirt, and Nico didn't hesitate, running his hand over his torso, around to his back as he scooted closer. Where Stevie's kiss was soft and sweet, Stone's was rough and demanding. An intense contradiction that had him reeling. Nico couldn't figure out which he preferred. Both were capable of twisting him in knots, adding layers to the confusion already there.

Stone yanked his head back, their lips separating. Nico was breathing hard.

"Kiss me like you fuckin' mean it," Stone growled before loosening his grip.

Not wanting to risk Stone stopping, Nico kissed him again, this time putting effort into it. Stone let him lead, but he knew it was a facade. Nico was no more in charge than he had been a moment ago. He was still following, but he was participating, and that seemed to be what Stone wanted.

He was aware of the stubble on Stone's jaw abrading his face, the firmness of his lips, the musky scent of his skin. But it was the relentless thrust of his tongue that undid him. The pleasure was exhilarating. The way Stone dominated his mouth, his hand gripping his hair tightly, keeping him right where he wanted him.

Nico'd fantasized about this, too. Not that he was kissing Stone, but a man. His fantasy man had never had a face because Nico hadn't understood the desires that plagued him. He couldn't rationalize how he could be turned on by the thought of being with a guy when he was attracted to girls.

Stone pulled back again, still not releasing Nico's hair.

Nico forced his eyes open, looking at the man who'd rocked his world with only his mouth.

"Her pussy tastes good on your lips," Stone rasped.

Something shifted under his hand, and Nico realized he was cupping Stevie's knee, caressing with his thumb. He hadn't stopped touching her even as he kissed Stone.

Stone's hand was on her other knee, the three of them somehow linked through this intimate encounter.

"We're not done with you yet, sexy girl," Stone said, his smoldering gaze shifting to Stevie.

She giggled sweetly. "I would hope not."

"But I think Nico deserves a turn, don't you?"

Stevie's eyebrows arched as she sat up. Her smile was mischievous. She was no longer the shy, giggling girl he'd known for so long. She was a hot-blooded woman who knew what she wanted. Regardless of what happened tonight, he would never look at her the same. She would no longer be his sister's best friend. She was now the woman who had weaved a path deep into his soul.

Nico wasn't sure what the plan was, but he went with it, lying down when Stevie moved toward him. She cupped his face and kissed him, stretching out beside him, her knee resting on his thigh. He twisted his torso so he could hold her, cupping the back of her head as she kissed him. He expected her to pull back once she tasted herself on his lips, but she didn't. The one time he'd tried to kiss Chelsea after he went down on her, she'd pushed him away. Not Stevie. She shocked him when she licked his lips before kissing him again.

Nico's stomach muscles tensed when deft fingers dipped into the waistband of his shorts. He pulled back to watch as Stone worked his shorts and underwear down. Nico assisted, lifting his hips, a hint of fear trickling into his veins. It was one thing to eat Stevie's pussy while Stone watched. It was something else entirely to be naked and vulnerable to this guy. Stone was the one who'd punched Nico in the face—twice—just a short time ago. He still wasn't certain that this wasn't some sort of trick.

His muscles coiled, preparing to defend himself in case Stone went on the attack.

"Nervous?" Stone asked, moving between Nico's thighs.

"Yeah," he admitted. No reason not to be honest.

"Don't worry. It won't hurt." Stone smirked. "Much."

Nico prepared to get away, pressing his foot down, ready to shove away from Stone. But it was Stevie's gentle touch that held him in place. Her soft, cool fingers slid down his chest, his stomach, before curling around his dick.

He grunted, jerking his gaze to hers. She was watching his face as she lovingly caressed his cock. He gasped for air as her delicate hand delivered mind-numbing pleasure.

He was so focused on her that he cried out when something warm and wet circled the head of his dick. He looked down to find Stone leaning over, his tongue teasing his slit.

Beside him, Stevie inhaled sharply, her hand still curled around the base of his shaft. "Oh, my God. That's…"

"That's what?" Nico asked, still unsure what to expect.

"That's hot."

Stone's eyes snapped up to her face, and he smiled around Nico's cock before releasing it.

"Fuck, baby. Does that pussy need some attention, too?"

The direction of Stone's eyes drew Nico's gaze. Stevie released his cock and tilted her hips. She had propped her knee up, her pussy on display.

"Play with it," Stone instructed her, his hand curling around the base of Nico's cock.

It was too difficult to focus with Stone touching him like that, his warm breath fanning the sensitive head of his cock.

"You want my mouth on you," Stone said, meeting his gaze.

It wasn't a question, but Nico nodded anyway.

Stone leaned in again, swirling his tongue around the crown. He teased for only a moment before taking him into his mouth. The wet rasp of his tongue had every muscle in Nico's body drawing taut. He couldn't look away. He wanted to remember this moment forever because it was exactly like every fantasy he'd ever had.

Beside him, Stevie moaned, her fingers rubbing furiously on her clit. When she whimpered, Stone stopped, releasing Nico's dick with a dramatic pop.

"Come here, baby." Stone patted the mattress beside Nico's hip. "I want him to feel the difference between you givin' him head and me doin' it."

Stevie got to her knees, her hand trailing over his chest as she shifted so she was kneeling by his shoulder, bent over him.

"Finger her pussy while she sucks you," Stone commanded.

Nico slipped his hand between her legs when she spread her knees wider, giving him access. He teased her clit with the pad of his thumb as she pressed a kiss to the head of his cock. He couldn't see because her head was blocking his view, so he settled for watching Stone as he watched her. He must've realized Nico was watching because he glanced over at him, then shifted, straddling Nico's left leg as he began unbuttoning his jeans.

He was mesmerized by the sight of Stone freeing his cock. It was all he could do to finger Stevie's pussy. She didn't let him stop for long. Whenever he paused, she would shift her hips back, fucking herself on his hand.

Stone looked at Nico as he pushed his jeans down his hips. Nico didn't look away, waiting for Stone to push his underwear down. When he did, Nico swallowed hard and licked his lips.

Stone's words from earlier played in his head.

I wanna fuck your face. Bury my cock in your throat until you can't breathe. Then I wanna bend you over and drive my dick in your ass.

"You want my dick in your mouth."

Like all the words that came out of Stone's mouth, it wasn't a question. Nico didn't respond; he simply watched as Stone stroked his thick length. Nico's cock was bigger, but Stone's was certainly impressive.

Nico gasped when Stevie sucked him deep into her mouth, sliding down until the head bumped the back of her throat.

"She's really fuckin' good at that," Stone said, his voice raw with lust. He moved back, dragging his jeans down his legs and tossing them away. Finally naked, Stone got to his knees again. "Now, let's see how good you are."

Stone didn't immediately shove his cock in Nico's mouth, though. He leaned forward instead, his lips hovering over Nico's.

"You've never had a dick in your mouth."

Nico shook his head.

"Mine's gonna be the first."

Again, it wasn't a question, so Nico wasn't sure what he was telling him. It sounded almost as though Stone was seeking permission without actually verbalizing it.

Nico held his stare and dared to provoke the beast. "Do your worst."