Chapter 30

Olivia

It's been a week since our breakfast date, and I've been caught in a whirlwind of emotions. I've talked to each of them, and had a few meals here and there, but there hasn't been any more sex. A girl is getting needy, but my crazy busy schedule has been a blessing in disguise, keeping my mind off all the what-ifs. The biggest one is Van. I'm terrified he will ask me to choose, that everything will blow up. I know he had a good time on the date; the guys took him out for drinks afterward, which is promising. I'm clinging to the hope that everything will work out in our favor.

My phone rings, catching me off guard. Grady's name flashes on the screen.

"Hey, Grady," I answer.

"Hey, baby. You done for the night?"

"Yeah. Just changed into my pajamas. What's up?"

"Kipp and I were hoping we could tempt you to come over for a movie night."

My belly warms and my pussy tingles as memories from our last movie night play in my mind.

"I don't know. I was looking forward to a lazy night," I tell him. It's not a total lie, but I'm also worried that since I've been spending slightly more time with them and not Van, it will hurt my first love.

He's been so busy with the trial and he had to temporarily move in with Bre, so that took up a few days.

Barbi's been a nightmare for him, calling and showing up at his place. He moved, changed his number and is talking to the DA about a restraining order.

"Come on, babe. What if I told you we were going to watch the original Footloose, and I bought Italian Ice?" Grady tempts me.

"Dammit, Grady," I groan. "I'll be there soon, but I'm not changing out of my jams."

"You know we don't care." He laughs as he hangs up.

You can't turn down Kevin Bacon. So I'm going to movie night.

I slide my feet into a pair of little bootie slippers, grab my keys, and lock up. True to my word, I'm headed over in my little sleep shorts and a t-shirt, ready for a cozy night.

Grady answers the door, a mischievous glint in his eye. I kiss him hello and do the same with Kipp. We head to the bedroom for movie night, which strikes me as odd, but I love watching movies in bed, so who am I to judge?

As we step into the hall, the doorbell rings again.

"I'll get it," Kipp says while I follow Grady.

We sit on the edge of the bed, waiting. When Kipp returns, he's not alone. Van is with him.

"What's this?" I ask, my heart pounding in my chest.

Grady looks at me, a sly smile on his lips. "I had an idea," he begins. "Tonight, we are going to fuck you, Ollie, together. All your men, just how you want it."

"I don't know," I say, nerves bubbling up. "This is a lot, and I don't want to hurt anyone."

"You won't," Grady assures me, leaning in to kiss me. "We're all big boys, and we've discussed it."

"Are you sure?" I ask between kisses.

Van steps up to me, lifting my shirt off. "I won't know unless we try."

His touch sends shivers down my spine. I look into his eyes, searching for any hesitation, but all I see is determination. Grady's hands find my waist, and Kipp's fingers brush my cheek.

Before I know it, we're tangled together, the initial awkwardness melting away as the heat between turns into an inferno. Van's hands explore my body with a hunger I've only ever gotten glimpses of before. Kipp's lips are on my neck, sending electric sparks through me. Grady is murmuring soft reassurances, grounding me in the whirlwind of sensations.

Van pulls back suddenly, a flicker of uncertainty crossing his face. Grady catches it and grabs his arm, pulling him closer. "Let her suck your dick," he says softly.

Van hesitates for a moment longer, then nods. He stands up and I kneel in front of him, my hands trembling slightly as I undo his belt. He watches me with dark, intense eyes, and I can feel the tension in him easing as I take him into my mouth. His hand tangles in my hair, guiding me gently, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.

I bob up and down on his shaft, swirling my tongue around him as I go. My eyes look up at him, but his head is dropped back as lengthy groans leave his lips. His moans are music to my ears, each one a note of encouragement. I look up at him again, this time our eyes lock as I take him deeper, my own arousal building with every sound he makes.

Kipp's fingers slide under my waistband, finding me wet and ready. He strokes me in time with my movements, adding to the intensity.

Grady's lips graze my ear, whispering filthy things that make my skin flush. "You're so beautiful like this," he murmurs. "So perfect. Should we push him a little more?"

I wink and smile as best I can with a mouthful of dick. He stands and moves to Van's side, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down his legs. Instantly, his hand wraps around his cock and he strokes himself as he looks down at me.

Releasing Van with a pop, I lean to the left and take Grady into my mouth. Taking him as far as I can into my throat.

"Fuck, Little Girl, your mouth is incredible," he grunts.

"Shit," Van whispers, and I look at him from the corner of my eyes. He's watching intently as I suck Grady's cock.

"You okay?" Kipp asks and my heart flutters at how much they care about his comfort. That even now they're checking in with him. If this works long-term, it will be because of them. I think their age and maturity help for a smoother transition and more cohesive. They put Van at ease, which is why I love them. They did—do the same for me.

Love. I haven't said those three little words to them yet. It needs to be right, and definitely not in a setting like this. I want us to be alone and for it to be intimate.

"I'm good. It's hot watching her. Almost like a live movie but starring the sexiest woman I know," Van murmurs.

"She likes it too. She's soaking wet," Kipp tells him as his fingers slide through my folds once more.

"Can I taste her?" Van asks and I whimper at the thought.

"I think our girl likes that idea a lot." Grady chuckles. "Get on the bed, Little Girl."

Not wasting any time, I pull off of Grady's dick and stand up, climbing onto the bed. With rapt attention, I watch as Grady and Kipp undress the rest of the way and Van watches them briefly before following suit.

Kipp and Grady join me on the bed, one on either side. They each cup a breast and knead it, plucking at my stiff nipples while Van slowly moves between my thighs.

The cool sheets beneath me feel like silk against my heated skin. My breath comes in short pants, the air thick with anticipation. Van's head is nestled between my thighs, his hair tickling the sensitive flesh. His tongue moves with expert precision, flicking and swirling around my clit. I moan, my hands gripping the sheets as excitement surges through me.

His mouth is relentless, each movement sending waves of ecstasy radiating through my body. Unbidden cries of pleasure spill from my lips.. My hips buck against his mouth, seeking more, needing more. Van's strong hands hold me down, keeping me in place as he devours me. The tension builds until I can't take it anymore.

"Oh God, Van, I'm gonna come," I gasp, my back arching off the bed. He doubles down in his efforts, his tongue working me over with a fervor that sends me over the edge. The orgasm crashes through me like a tidal wave. I cry out as every muscle in my body tenses. When they release, I collapse back onto the bed, my body spent and trembling.

Van finally pulls away, his face glistening with my arousal and grins, a wicked glint in his eyes.

"I want another, Livvy," he says huskily.

I shake my head, trying to catch my breath. "I can't," I protest weakly, but my body betrays me, already aching for more of his touch.

Before I can fully process what's happening, Grady and Kipp grab my thighs, spreading me wide open. I'm completely exposed and vulnerable, and the intensity of the moment makes my pulse race.

Grady leans in close, his breath hot against my ear. "You can take it, Little Girl." His voice is soothing, yet commanding at the same time. "We'll make sure of it."

Kipp's hands slide up my body, pausing to tease my nipples. His fingers roll and pinch them lightly, sending jolts of ecstasy straight to my cunt. I arch into his touch, my resolve crumbling under their combined assault.

Van's mouth is back on me, his tongue delving into my folds with a renewed hunger. I moan loudly, my body trembling as another orgasm starts to build. Grady and Kipp keep me pinned in place, their hands moving over my skin, adding to the overwhelming sensations.

Van licks me with a slow, deliberate pace, driving me wild with need. His tongue flicks my clit just right, making me cry out. I white knuckle the sheet as I try to hold on. The torment is almost too much, but I don't want it to stop. I need more, crave more.

"Please," I beg, not even sure what I'm asking for. My body feels like it's on fire, every nerve ending alight with desire.

Van hums against me, the vibration sending shivers up my spine. He looks up at me, his eyes dark with lust.

"Give me another one," he roughly demands.

I shake my head, whimpering. "I can't…"

Grady' kisses and nibbles along the sensitive flesh of my neck.. "You can," he whispers against my ear, his hot breath fanning against my cheek. "We've got you."

Kipp's fingers pinch my nipples a little harder, drawing a sharp gasp from me. "Just let go," he says softly.

The combined stimulation is too much. My body tenses, the heat pooling in my core. Van's tongue works me over with relentless precision, pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I can't hold back any longer. With a scream, I shatter, the orgasm ripping through me with a force that leaves me breathless.

Van doesn't stop, his tongue continuing its assault even as I ride out the waves of bliss. My body jerks and trembles, the aftershocks almost as intense as the climax itself. Grady and Kipp hold me steady, their hands a comforting anchor as I come apart.

When Van finally pulls away, I'm left panting, my body limp and thoroughly sated. Grady and Kipp release their hold on my thighs, their touch gentle as their fingers stroke my stomach, grounding me.

"You did so well," Grady murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to my temple.

Kipp leans in, his lips brushing mine. "Beautiful," he whispers. Grady's breath is hot against my ear as he murmurs, "Now it's our turn to fuck you."

The thought has goosebumps covering my skin. Van stands up, his eyes locking onto mine with a fierce intensity. He kisses me deeply, and I taste myself on his lips, which leaves me breathless. He moves to the chair by the door, his hand wrapping around his cock, stroking slowly as he watches.

Grady lies down and I climb over him, his cock pressing against my wet entrance. Kipp is behind me, his hands spreading my cheeks apart. The moment is electric, making my breath hitch as I brace myself. Grady slides into my pussy, filling me completely, and Kipp follows, pushing into my ass with a slow, deliberate thrust. The sensation is overwhelming, a blend of pain and desire that has me crying out.

They move in perfect sync, their rhythm relentless. I scream and pant, my body caught in the throes of ecstasy. I want to glance at Van, to see if he's okay, but I can't. The pleasure is too much, drowning me in waves of ecstasy.

"He's okay," Grady purrs. "He's jerking himself hard, his eyes full of hunger. I think he likes watching us fuck our little girl."

His words send me over the edge, my orgasm careening through me. My walls clench around Grady and Kipp, and they follow me into bliss, their groans filling the room as they release. When they pull out, I feel empty, my body trembling from the loss.

I'm exhausted and I feel like I'm about to float away, but I have one more man to finish.

I crawl to Van, trying my best to look seductive. When I reach him, I move between his muscular thighs, licking up his long shaft. His cock is covered in pre-cum; he very much liked what he saw.

I straddle his lap, sinking onto his cock until he's fully seated in my cunt. The first roll of my hips has him groaning and I wrap a hand in his short locks as best I can and force him to look at me.

"You like this, Van? You liked sharing me with them, didn't you? Like watching my other lovers fuck my cunt." I don't know what's come over me, but I feel strong and empowered being worshiped by three men.

"Yes," he pants. "I wasn't jealous at all. I don't think I've ever been so hard in my life."

"Fuck me, Van. Mark me as yours, just like they did."

He grabs my hips and bucks up into me, hard and fast, and my lips find his. It doesn't take long for me to feel the familiar hum of my fourth orgasm building. I reach down and rub my clit back and forth, barreling to the finish line faster.

"I'm gonna come, Livvy," Van mumbles.

"Come with me, Van," I tell him and he stills, his cock twitching inside of me as I feel his cum filling me.

I cry out, my body tensing as the orgasm crashes over me and I rest my head on Van's shoulder as I ride it out.

When I come down from my blissful high, I look at Van with a hesitant smile.

"Are we okay?" I ask, my voice trembling slightly.

"We're better than okay," he says softly. "This is... it's more than I ever expected."

The relief that washes over me is almost overwhelming. Van picks me up and carries me over to the bed, laying me down, and I instantly drift off to sleep, exhausted and satiated.