8. Vail

8

VAIL

Hartley played with my hair where I lay with my head on his stomach. We were naked in bed, waiting for Jordan. He said he had business to tend to and made sure he emphasized it was legitimate business. I wasn’t certain what was happening, but in this, I’d support him. In his illegal stuff… Well, I’d be here when he got home.

“What do you think he does all day when we’re not around?” Hartley asked.

We were trying to mesh our lives together, which had its rocky moments. We each lived independently before. Getting us in one place at night proved difficult at times. Between me working at the club or giving private cooking lessons, Jordan in meetings, and Hartley staying late at his studio, we had to arrive home on time to be with one another. To have dinner together when possible.

“I don’t want to know.”

“What if he does boring shit like paperwork and accounting?”

I turned to see Hartley’s face. His wavy brown hair was still damp from his shower, appearing darker than normal. There was just enough of a beard on his face to give a nice burn when we kissed. “Do you really think he does his own accounting?”

“Good point. I’m thinking like me, not him. Okay, but what about an assistant at the businesses? Does he have someone there who drives him crazy?”

“Did you forget about Vivian already?”

“Oh yeah.”

“From the little I’d gathered; he has people who do everything for him while he makes the big decisions and leaves the rest to them. I don’t see him micromanaging anyone.”

“Oh my god. No one would get anything done if he was always breathing down their necks.”

I chuckled. “They’d probably piss themselves rather than be productive.”

“I’d pay to see it. Not that I want to watch people squirm. Well, I kind of do. Is it weird that I find it hot when Jordan gets all bossy?”

“No. It’s not like he’s talking that way to you.”

“I can handle him being possessive and telling me what to do to a point. I don’t feel like he’s trying to control us. More like he wants to help us reach our dreams.”

Facing the ceiling again, I closed my eyes. “It’s harder for me. I don’t like anyone telling me what to do. In bed with you both is one thing, but out in the world, if I don’t have control, it’s like everything spins and I can’t grasp what’s going on. I need something to be grounded.”

Hartley ran his fingers through my hair still, combing them through the longer pieces on the top. “He knows. We both do. He doesn’t get angry.”

“He wants us to be safe and be the one doing the protecting.”

“Yeah. He does like the protecting.”

“He’s trying and I appreciate that. I have to try too. Meet in the middle where we both get what we want. And you too, of course.”

“I know I’m second best.” He said it in a teasing lilt, but I didn’t like that he said it to begin with.

Rolling to my side, his fingers dropped from my hair. I braced my arms on the other side of him and put my upper body over his. “Hart, you’re never second best.”

“I was joking.”

“I’m not. There’s no first or second with you and Jordan. I love you equally. While you say you’re joking, I need you to understand how much I care about you. Okay?”

He nodded. I didn’t miss the way his bottom lip trembled ever so slightly.

“I love you.”

“I love you too,” he whispered.

Leaning down, I met his lips in a soft kiss. It wasn’t meant to start anything, simply convey how I felt about him. However, we were both naked in bed. Our dicks were bound to perk up.

The kiss deepened, our tongues getting involved. It went from lazy to we need more now. Hartley’s dick was hard as I lowered onto him. Without clothes or a sheet between us, it was nothing but his glorious skin touching mine. We started rutting against each other as we devoured the other’s mouth.

It was easy to go from nothing to a hundred with him and Jordan. When they were in the room, my attention was on them. I had tunnel vision.

“Oh god, Vail,” Hartley moaned when he pulled his lips from mine. “I need you.”

“You have me. I’m here for whatever you want.”

Hartley found the lube and started stretching me. I didn’t require much since the three of us fooled around this morning.

“Now,” I told him.

Quickly slicking his dick, Hartley lined up and thrust as I lowered. He breached me in one smooth movement, going all the way to the hilt. A moan tore from my lips at how good he felt. Where Jordan was thick and gave me a hell of a burn when he entered me, Hartley was longer, easily able to hit the best spot inside me.

The sound of our skin slapping, tortured moans, and words of love filled the room. I wasn’t even certain what came from who, nor did I care. None of it mattered. Just us together, how we were always meant to be.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think one day I’d be with Hartley Weathers. I didn’t see him as more than my best friend’s little brother before. Yet here he was, all grown-up. A beautiful man I was lucky enough to call mine. I didn’t take a moment of my time with him for granted.

His fingers gripped my hips, digging in to hold me in place while he fucked up into me. Hartley didn’t think he had the same strength as Jordan and me. No, he didn’t have our muscles, but he was still strong. He held me perfectly to drive us closer to orgasm. His hips didn’t falter, his eyes holding mine.

“Hart,” I panted. “I need…”

“I’ve got you.” Releasing one of my hips, his hand wrapped around my dick to start jerking me.

I loved this, loved to let go and have my partner take over to give me what I desired, to get himself off while using me. Every day, Hartley and Jordan gave me what I needed, in bed or out. They were there for me as I was there for them.

My thighs burned, but I didn’t dare move, not when everything was building in my body. A tingle rushed through me, this push to get to the best high.

“That’s it, Hart. Just like that.”

A few more thrusts while his hand shuttled over me, and I came hard. My eyes slammed closed. I enjoyed watching my cum land on the men I loved, but the force of the orgasm was too much. My mind blanked out and pleasure reined.

Hartley was right behind me, his body going taut as he spilled into me.

Once we were both spent, I collapsed on top of him, unable to move. I also didn’t want to.

It was minutes later when the sound of a metal belt buckle being undone reached my ears. Neither Hartley nor I moved. Jordan would join us shortly.

There was a rustling of clothes, the bed dipping, and gentle kisses along my spine.

“You two are beautiful,” Jordan whispered. “I can’t resist you.”

Jordan slid his fingers inside me, where Hartley’s cum slowly leaked out. He rubbed it on my ass, in between my cheeks. Hartley had softened and was no longer in me.

Then I felt Jordan’s dick nestle against my ass. He began sliding it between my cheeks, pressing them together to hug his dick as he fucked me in a different way than Hartley did.

“Goddamn,” he muttered. “I want to come home to this every night. You two covered in cum, spent, and waiting for me.”

My dick tried to rally at the feel of him against me, but my body was too tired to do more than talk. “You don’t wish you saw us together?”

“I do, but when I can’t be here, I’ll take this. I love your bodies, your beautiful minds. Fuck, you’re all mine.”

The wet sound of him sliding against me was the only sound in the room as he used my body to give himself pleasure.

“Fuck,” Hartley moaned, his hands going to my hips again.

My lips found his so I could kiss him and get in on what he felt. My exhaustion began to fade in favor of another orgasm. Hartley got there quicker than me. He lined up and slid back inside me, moaning again.

“You’re so fucking hot, Vail. The way you suck me in.”

Jordan slid lower, the head of his dick pressing to my hole. Not going in but rubbing against my tender flesh. “Will you take us both one day, Vail? Not now. You’re not ready for it, and I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Yes,” I said, breaking my kiss from Hartley. “I want you both.”

“The thought of us in you…” Hot cum splashed my back as Jordan started coming.

I was fully hard with my face tucked against Hartley’s neck, needing more friction than I was currently getting.

Jordan flattened his palm against my back, smearing his cum into my skin. He reached around to grasp me and started jerking me with this slick hand, giving me the help I needed to get closer once more.

Hartley came first, flooding me again. Jordan didn’t let up, kept jerking me until I came with a shout. Even then he kept at it until I was too sensitive and had to slap his hand away.

By the time I floated back to reality, I was covered in sweat, cum, and my limbs were jelly.

“Jesus,” I muttered, unable to lift myself from Hartley. I had to be crushing him. He didn’t seem to care. His arms were around me.

Jordan ran his hand over my skin along Hartley’s side almost like he was petting us. Damn, we were gross.

“Let’s get in the shower,” he said.

“No,” I mumbled against Hartley’s shoulder.

Jordan chuckled. When Hartley laughed, it lit me up inside. When Jordan did it, it was a gift he was granting us.

“Come on.” Jordan took my arm in his hand and started prying me from Hartley. Our skin was so damn sticky. I let Jordan maneuver me until I stood next to the bed. More cum slid from my ass. That got me moving toward the bathroom. There was only so much I could take. Now I really needed soap and water.

Jordan wouldn’t let Hartley or I do anything but stand in the shower, with the water raining down on us while he took his time cleaning our bodies. This powerful man got on his knees to make sure he soaped all of us. Every time he was down there, whether in here, or in another room, I was reminded how much of a hold we had over him. It wasn’t one we’d take for granted. Jordan handed us his heart, knowing we’d protect it.

He was wounded in many ways. There were small scars on his body, but the internal ones ran much deeper. Jordan had seen and done a lot of things. In here with us, he could push it aside. We gave him the safe space to not have to worry about anything else.

For a little while, we saw him relaxed. He might have thought being out in the world, doing the shit he did, was his element. I knew better. It was in here where Jordan could be who he truly was.