40 - Melissa

40

Melissa

We had sex again, this time with me on top. Neither of us lasted long, and when our breathing intensified and we both shuddered with release, Jack sat upright and dragged his teeth across my shoulder. Not quite a bite, but a show of just how hard he was coming along with the ragged noise from his throat.

It drove me wild.

I opened up about my ex, the pain of being cheated on and my desire to come out here and prove something to myself by completing the Colorado trail. Then we fucked again, slowly rolling against each other like we had all the time in the world.

Jack told me about his childhood camping trips with his father, and how that influenced his love for the outdoors from a young age. Then he went down on me until I was a melted puddle of a woman, unable to move or speak or even open my eyes.

He ordered enchiladas from the food truck for dinner, and convinced the owner to walk it over to the cabin and leave it on the porch. When he was gone, Jack pawed his way to the front door, as naked as the day he was born, and opened it just enough to snatch the bag of food. And when we got thirsty, he called the teenager working at the camp’s General Store and told him he could have the rest of the night off if he delivered a bottle of liquor in the same fashion.

We ate, and drank whiskey mixed with Coke, and made love two or three more times—I lost count after a while. It didn’t matter. The only thing we cared about was the next drink, the next bite of food, the next thrust of his cock into me from behind as the light dimmed outside the window and the moon rose high into the night sky.

The only thing that mattered was the present .

“Don’t you have, like, stuff to do?” I asked while we lay in bed, sweaty and spent.

“Probably,” he replied. “I don’t care.”

“You should care.”

“Fine. I care a little. Not enough to leave this bed, though. Whatever was on my to-do list can wait until tomorrow.”

“You would let your precious cats starve for me?” I teased. “Eric, Kenny, Kyle, and Stan are going hungry.”

“It’s good for them to skip a meal every now and then,” Jack mused. “They’re getting fat. If they get really hungry, they can hunt mice.”

I brushed my teeth and got back into bed with Jack. “I can’t believe Sam just… ran away from all her responsibilities.”

Jack’s brows rose. “Do you really want to spend our time in bed talking about my ex?”

“I’m just shocked. That’s a lot of money to leave behind.”

“I was shocked too, but it makes sense to me now. She always was the kind of woman who valued freedom more than wealth.” He crawled up on his knees and rolled me onto my belly. “There was one thing she really liked, though.”

“Mmm, I’m definitely too sore,” I said. “And dehydrated. Unless you have a lot of lube, I’m going to need to wait until the morning.”

“Not what I was going for,” he said, straddling my butt. I liked the weight of him on me, his physical presence impossible to ignore. Then he dug his thumbs into my lower back.

“Ohhhh,” I moaned.

“If you keep making noises like that, though…”

“It feels so good. Don’t stop.”

He chuckled. “Seriously. You’re making me hard.”

“Sorry. Please continue the totally innocent back massage.”

I fell asleep while his strong hands banished all the tension from my body.

When I woke the next morning, my bed was empty. Jack was standing over the coffee pot, fiddling with the controls without a stitch of clothing on. I watched him for a few moments, enjoying the sight of his body.

“The coffee grounds are in the cabinet above the machine,” I eventually said.

He gave me a playful glare over his shoulder. “I know. I’m the one who stocks these cabins.”

“Oh. Right.” I stretched out in bed, then winced. “I know I hinted at morning sex, but I think I’m too sore.”

Jack smiled without looking my way. “I figured you would be. We really let loose yesterday.”

“I’ll say. I’m even more sore than when I…” I trailed off.

Jack pushed the button to start the machine, then turned around and leaned against the wall to look at me. “More sore than what?”

“Is it weird to talk about it?” I asked. “You know I’ve slept with both Noah and Ash. But do you want the details? Does that make you jealous? I’m totally new to this kind of situation.”

“I’m a little jealous Noah has been enjoying your body all week,” he admitted, “but only because I wish I had been. That’s all.”

“Are you suuure?” I asked.

“They’re my best friends,” he said bluntly. “I love them like brothers. We tell each other everything. Well, Ash still keeps a lot of stuff close to his chest, but he tells us a lot more than anyone else in this world.”

“He didn’t tell you that he’d slept with me,” I said gently, wondering if I should even point that out at all.

Jack smiled smugly.

“What?”

He went to the bedside table and held up his phone. “He actually texted me yesterday while we were on round two. Or maybe round three. Either way, he admitted the whole thing. So, yeah. We tell each other everything.”

“I stand corrected,” I admitted. “Well, we had a threesome two nights ago. And… well, I’ll just say it. Ash is extremely well-endowed.”

Jack poured two cups of coffee. “I know. We’ve gone camping together. It’s like a fucking Pringles can.”

I couldn’t help but giggle. “It’s not that big. But it’s not far off. I was sore the next day from just a little bit of sex.”

“Had you ever had a threesome before?” he asked, handing me a cup.

“No! First time! But it was really hot.” I took a tiny sip of coffee. “You should maybe join us next time.”

Jack sat on the edge of the bed and stirred his coffee. “Eh. I’m not sure I’d be into that.”

“Oh. Okay.”

“I’m not against trying,” he quickly added. “I’m open to new experiences. But I also know myself well enough to think I might be weirded out. Discussing sex with my friends is one thing, even when it’s the same woman we’re talking about, but being in the same bed with them? I just don’t know if it would be my thing.”

“Totally understandable,” I said, putting my hand on his bicep. “I wasn’t trying to push you.”

He put down his mug and pulled my head to his for a rough kiss. “You weren’t pushing. Plus I really like you all to myself, when you can focus entirely on me.”

I put my coffee down too and leaned forward. “Well, since I’m too sore, I can give you one hundred percent of my focus right now…” I reached for his cock, which was rapidly stiffening.

He put a hand on mine to stop me. “You have no idea how much I want to let you.”

I dragged my fingernails along his shaft. He was fully hard, now. “Then why stop me?”

“Because I have a mountain of work to do today. Three cabins are checking out, which means three new customers checking in this afternoon. I have to get the laundry done and restock everything.” He kissed me again, softer this time. “But you’d better believe I’ll take you up on that tonight.”

“I’ll hold you to that.”

He gulped down his coffee and got dressed. I put on some underwear and a T-shirt and followed him to the door to say goodbye.

“I had a great time,” he said.

“Looking forward to more good times,” I replied. “Are you still kicking me out of the cabin?”

“I was planning on it, but now all I can think about is you sucking my cock,” he replied in a throaty voice. “So I guess you can stay as long as you want.”

I grinned up at him. “I’m short on cash, so I’ll pay however I can.”

He folded me into his arms, and I felt myself sigh. All the tension left my body; he was warm and strong and I felt safe while he held me. I’d felt very lonely when I flew out here to Colorado… but now I wasn’t so alone.

It was nice.

“Hey,” I said as he reached for the door. “I was actually thinking of staying a little longer, even after my ankle heals. Like, another week or two. If it’s okay with you.”

He grinned back at me. “I’d like that.”

When he opened the door, four cats all jumped up from where they’d been laying on my porch. They started mewling and weaving themselves through his legs.

“Yeah, yeah, I didn’t forget about you. I was busy. Quit being dramatic.”

I laughed as they followed the big mountain man across the camp like he was a Disney Princess.

When I opened my phone, I realized I had a text from Noah.

Noah : Hey, are you all right? I was expecting to find you in my bed when I got home this morning.

Noah : Not trying to sound clingy. Just making sure you’re okay.

Me : Shit, sorry! I’m totally fine. I ended up sleeping at the cabin last night.

Noah : Good :-) I’m going to pass out, but I’ll be free later if you want to get dinner.

Me : Actually, I’ll get dressed and come over now. I want to talk to you about something.

Noah : That sounds ominous.

Me : I promise it’s not bad :-) Be there in a few!

I got dressed and rode my bike over to Noah’s house. Ash’s truck wasn’t there; he must have still been working.

“How was work?” I asked after he kissed me and let me inside.

“Exhausting,” he replied. “Usually I spend most of my clinic shifts bored out of my mind. Yesterday was not one of those days. I don’t think I sat down for more than five minutes total. I might sleep until dinner. What did you want to talk to me about?”

“Well…” I swallowed hard. This wasn’t as easy as I thought. “I…”

“You slept with Jackie,” he said, a statement and not a question.

I gave a start. “How’d you guess?”

He smiled. “He texted us two minutes ago.”

I shook my head and laughed. “Wow, you guys really do tell each other everything.”

“We’re best friends,” he said simply. “I’m just glad he eventually stopped fighting whatever it was holding him back.”

“Speaking of fights, he and I had a big one. That’s kind of how it all started.”

His brows climbed up his forehead. “Why don’t you come tell me about it while I drift off to sleep?”

We went upstairs and cuddled in bed while I explained everything from the past twenty-four hours, beginning with Jack knocking on my door and telling me we were going on a hike. Noah was snoring softly before I could even get to the sex.

I kissed him on the cheek and rested my head on his chest. I was exhausted too; one night of sleep wasn’t enough to refresh me after yesterday’s marathon of sex. It would be all right if I napped for a little while. It’s not like I had anything else to do!

As I drifted off to sleep, I marveled at how lucky I was to be sleeping with three incredible men at the same time.