Chapter 60

Charlie

Now this was more like it.

Knox drove us home, because of course he did. The uptight prick wouldn’t have been able to take a single breath on the drive home if I was behind the wheel. That was OK, because I ended up here. In the back seat with our girl, kissing her, then letting my lips drop down the slope of her neck when she tilted her face towards Noah. Mm… The sound of her moans, I could feel their vibrations through my lips as I moved lower and lower, undoing the buttons of the cute little dress she wore to get at more of her.

More, that’s what my dick ached for, but that wasn’t all of it. My heart felt the same damn way, forcing me to pull my mouth away for a few seconds and just watch Millie kiss Noah.

It was him connecting with the one woman he’d ever loved, kissing her with his soul as much as his mouth. It was Knox watching them way too closely in the rear vision mirror, his eyes hungry as he no doubt imagined himself in my place.

Or just joining us.

Instead, he changed gear abruptly, the gear box making a small sound of protest, forcing him to focus back on the road. Not for long, though. Never for long. My hands moved then, doing this for more than just me. Revealing the top of her breasts, studying all that creamy skin that begged to be marked by my fingertips, right before I covered it with my hands. This was a striptease of sorts, but I was the one revealing her, hiding her from Knox’s gaze. A low grunt from the front seat had me turning around for a second, meeting his overheated gaze in the mirror, but he was never my focus. Millie was.

It felt like I needed to study her nipple, the shape, the inexplicable whorls of the skin as it began to wrinkle. I definitely wanted to memorise the way the hard bead felt against my fingertips as I began to play with it. Gentle caresses drew a little moan from her, firmer ones made her squirm. Millie pulled away from Noah, looking down at me, right as I lunged forward to suck it into my mouth.

I was too close to watch any of their reactions now, so I was forced to deal with my own. My cock throbbing in time with my heart as I pressed into her thigh, needing to get closer, deeper, my other hand sliding over her knee and heading north. I traced the elastic of her underwear, smiling into her breast when I felt how damp the gusset was. Not just from jumping into pools, I was sure of it. No, this was for me.

For us.

But when I went to hook my fingers underneath and get to all that slick, satiny skin, I found that great minds think alike. My eyes flicked open to see that Millie had spread her thighs wide to let both Noah and me in, but not wide enough. Knox needed to be part of this as well. I glanced at Noah then nodded, and just like when fighting a fire, we rarely needed to vocalise what we needed to do. We’d been working as a team for long enough to know what the other would do and proceed accordingly.

Both of our hands went to her knees and we hiked her legs up over ours, spreading her wide. The strangled curse from the front seat made clear that Knox had noticed. To add insult to injury, the dress hem was drawn up and we all saw those perfect, white thighs glowing in the moonlight. The car lurched sideways, parking abruptly, then Knox turned around.

“Couldn’t keep it in your fucking pants until we got to my place?” he growled.

“No…”

Millie breathed that out, then shot him a wild grin as she moved our hands upwards. No direction was needed. We wanted the same thing, and so Noah and I hooked our fingers under her underwear and then wrenched them down and off.

“There she is,” I purred, smoothing a hand over her mound before looking up at Millie. “You’re not hurting from last night?”

“Like a night with you would leave her aching,” Knox spluttered.

“No, but tonight might,” I countered. “How we feeling, Millie?”

“Like I really need to come, and if I’ve got three boyfriends, that maybe one of them might like to help me out with that.”

I jumped when I felt her hand on my fly, and by the sound of Noah’s hiss, he was getting the same treatment.

“Millie…”

I had something to say about this, that we were going to focus on her right now. I was already so damn close, I didn’t need the added stimulation of her hand wrapped around my cock and jacking it slowly.

But I liked it a whole lot.

“Babe…”

I wanted to tell her to stop, to give me at least the chance to last, but instead, my hips moved in time with her strokes.

“You decided to put on a show for me.” Knox’s voice cut through the haze I was descending into. “And I sure as shit didn’t stop this car to see you blow in three strokes, Charlie.”

Right, right, Millie. I turned then, dragging her mouth my way and kissing her hard. I couldn’t finesse anything. I needed my tongue beside hers, delving deeper, getting deeper, right as my fingers found her entrance and pushed in.

I liked the way she sucked in a muffled breath, the way her hips jerked up and off the car seat in response, then her long shuddering sigh as she wrenched her mouth away. Noah’s fingers were there, playing with her clit, giving her all the stimulation she needed if her softening grip around my dick was anything to go by. That had me wondering if we could push her harder. My little finger delved between her bum cheeks, just nudging that tight little knot of muscle, remembering the way her arse took all of me so fucking well. Animalistic groans made it clear that wasn’t just a one night thing, but with no lube, I didn’t dare do anything other than rub around that ring, promising to play with it later.

“Oh…”

Millie was gorgeous, but none more than when she was close to coming. That complete loss of control, I craved it like air. Her eyes went wide and she panted through the waves, the moment she came apart clear to me. Her cunt clamped down on my fingers, as if to stop them from pulling away, but I only would for microseconds before thrusting them right back. Over and over until her whole body went rigid.

“I’m coming!”

I pushed my head into her neck and kissed it, breathing in her scent and her moans as she rode the waves we made until they finally faded away.

“Holy crap.” Her smile was shaky as she looked at each one of us. “So that’s what we could’ve been doing all evening, rather than me schlepping bags of alcohol around.”

“You shouldn’t have been carrying anything,” Noah said. “That’s what you have us for.”

“Only that?”

I watched his mouth fall open, his brows crease as she began to stroke his length again. I was right there with him as she did the same to me. Knox, he just watched her, a sly smile on his face.

“You could have been on orgasm number five or six by now,” he said, “seeing as that’s something we’re apparently good at.”

I was so damn close to my own I was forced to wrap my hand around hers and slow shit down.

“Get us home, Knox,” I rasped out. “As fast as you safely can. Making out in a car? That’s teenage shit. What we’ve got planned, that requires a whole arse bed.”

“On it.”

He turned around, pulling the car out onto the road, the rest of the ride a blur of kissing right up until we walked in the front door of Knox’s place.

The stink of fresh paint was in my nose, reminding me of how this could all go wrong if we weren’t careful, but it wasn’t the nursery we stumbled into. This room was big, still, and just ever so slightly musty, as if it hadn’t been walked into for some time. We all did now, following Millie towards the bed.

Hands, hands were everywhere in ways that they weren’t last time. That night each one of us claimed a part of her, greedy for what we could get, but now, now we worked together, pulling her dress up over her head, her underwear off until she was naked before us.

That’s when I had to stop and stare, wanting to store this sight away in my head. The last time was a hazy mash of sensual impressions, but I was sober now. I saw the way the moonlight loved her, filtering in through the half-drawn curtains, bathing her in white and dark shadows.

“What?” she said as we just stood there, hands rising to cover herself, but I couldn’t let that happen. Mine grabbed hers, stopping them where they were.

“Just looking,” I replied. “Just staring. Just trying to remember every second of this moment.”

“One of many,” she prompted gently, and that made it all OK.

“Then let's make each one better than the last,” Knox said, claiming her mouth.

He kissed her slowly, with intent, wanting to erase everything that had happened in this house and replace it with something far better. Need, desire, but more than that. Something far deeper, far more intense. She pulled away with a gasp, sucking in breaths as she nodded up at him, making clear she understood. He picked her up and laid her down on the bed with all the ceremony of a groom with a bride, and maybe that’s what this was.

Noah and I joined the two of them. His hands roamed across Millie’s body, as if he couldn't work out what to touch first. All of it, I wanted to tell him, claim every part of her. She made the decision, though, her back arching when he covered her breast, her legs sliding open as the other covered her mound.

“Millie, I—” Knox started to say, crawling closer.

“Yes.”

“But I’m?—”

“She doesn’t give a fuck about your dick size, you idiot,” I said, and he shot me a dark look. “Millie just wants you.” Her head tilted back and that had me thinking of wicked things. My zipper was slid back down, my cock eased out and her lips parted in time for her tongue to slide across them. I smiled as I saw them glisten. “Wants us,” I corrected myself.

She reached for me then, grabbing me by the root and then there I was, pushing into all that hot, silken warmth. Her tongue began to swirl, making my nuts ache furiously, but I held back from the thing I wanted most, to just unload down her throat. Not until she was coming. I wanted to feel the vibrations of her screams all the way down my cock as I blew my load.

“Not too far,” I told her in a low croon as I heard a choked sound, but it turns out that wasn’t down to me. Knox had notched his cock against her and was starting to push in. For a second, I thought Millie would struggle and was ready to pull back, but her hands clawed at my hips, forcing me to stay still. Her breath came in little huffs from her nose, right as he worked himself deeper.

“Fuck, look at you.” Knox had never sounded more content than he did right then, staring down at the place where they joined. “Taking all of me because that’s what I need.” He drew back and then went slamming into her, unable to bear pulling out for long. “Fuck, baby… Just like this, every night, I promise.”

And wasn’t that a lovely thought.

I stared down at her, felt her hand wrap around the root of my cock, her lips sucking on the head until I felt a tell-tale prickle. I tried to do my six times table backwards in my head, anything to prolong this pleasure, but it was a goal I was never going to achieve. I needed her, needed this, needed everything that was happening in this room way too much to be able to hold back.

I thought the sweetest feeling in the world was coming with a hot girl, but I’d been forced to broaden my horizons. Turns out doing just that with someone you cared about made it so much better. It wasn’t just a selfish blast of pleasure rocking me to my core, but something far bigger. My pleasure was hers and hers, mine. Together, the four of us wound strands of it around each other, tighter and tighter. As her cries, mine, and Knox’s filled the air, we were creating something that would transcend this moment and have us grinning for days later.

Something expansive, endless that needed to include everyone.

Knox unloaded inside her and I pulled free, still shivering. Millie rolled free of us seconds later, pinning Noah to the bed.

“Millie, I…”

Whatever he had to say was cut off as she straddled his hips and then bore down. He was engulfed by her, his expression telling the story. Eyes wide, mouth open, he was forced to pant through the feeling, right before he rallied. Her head was taken into his hands and he kissed her hard, rolling up and into a seated position, their arms wrapping around each other. Part hug, part fuck, it was a beautiful mix of both, which lured us closer. To kiss her lips as she moved, to suck away her sighs, to tease those hard little nipples, her swollen clit, slick as a marble in oil. Over and over we all moved, my cock not knowing when it needed to stay down. It ground into her hip, ready for another round.

Turns out that was exactly what was needed.

Thank god we didn’t have work the next day because we barely slept a wink, greeting the morning with a groan.

“Blackout curtains…” I mumbled, throwing an arm over my eyes, then pulling Millie closer when I realised she was sleeping on my chest. “We need blackout curtains in here.”

“On it…” Knox sighed, still mostly asleep, but a nudge from me had him rolling over and blinking. “Maybe we could go shopping for some today.”

“Shopping…?” Millie’s head jerked up and she blinked as she looked around the room. “Who’s going shopping?”

“We are.” Noah snuggled into her back, pressing a kiss to the nape of her neck. “For whatever you need.”

“This will be your room, Millie,” Knox announced. “No one will come in here except on your invitation.”

At that, we heard a faint whine, then a scratch on the door, making clear that Buster was done being patient. He’d had the foresight to steer clear of the room last night, but not now.

“Bloody dog,” Knox muttered.

“Let him in.”

Buster bounded forward, sailing past Knox and jumping onto the bed, snuffling at Millie until she was giggling. I quite liked the way she buried her face in my chest, avoiding his questing nose.

“Get down!” Knox barked, but Buster wasn’t having any of it. He had a master, but he much preferred his mistress.

Me too, I thought silently, me too.