Lucy lifts up a forkful of cake while I’m dithering, and I’m about to stop her, because I want to be the one putting things in that mouth, but she’s lifting it to me instead, so I let her feed it to me. I’m not really a cake person, but it’s good. Rich, creamy, chocolate and cherries… and that makes me think of taking Lucy’s cherry. Well, all her cherries.
“Dammit, Mav, you look like you’re about to devour me. Can we just have more of this yummy cake?”
“Yeah, it’s safe, I didn’t bake it,” Gage mutters, and that’s it, what the fuck is he talking about?
“Fucking spit it out, man.” That smirk is getting knocked off his face in a minute, but I think he gets that we’re all expecting an explanation, since he made comments like this through dinner too.
“Gage?” Stella asks, pushing his fingers away as he reaches for her chin. He rolls his eyes, his smirk a full-on fucking grin now.
“I cooked breakfast for you all, that’s all. I made it special. It was a special day, so it deserved something… uh…”
Stella suddenly smacks his chest. “Oh my god, you sick bastard! I knew those pancakes were salty!”
What? What the actual fuck? Sebastian’s chuckling, the asshole, so maybe he was in on it, but I’m starting to realize what the fucker did. In the fucking pancakes?! I ate those too!
“I’m gonna fucking kill you!”
Lucy gags and covers her mouth. “Oh god, I’m going to puke.”
CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
STELLA
Am I surprised that Gage fed us pancakes with his cum in them? Nope. Am I surprised that Sebastian apparently joined in? Also no, but I’m not nearly as pissed about it as Mav. This is Gage, after all. Expect the most depraved behavior and you’ll never be surprised. Besides, it’s not like we haven’t tasted their cum before. Well, I guess Mav hasn’t, but somehow, I feel like we won’t be able to say that for long. It’s going to happen, I’m sure of it.
Maverick lets go of Lucy and rushes to Gage, wrapping his hand around his throat, and Gage smashes the cake in his hand in his face. Both Lucy and I stand staring, waiting for the first punch but it never comes. Gage grabs Mav by the back of his head and pulls him down and first swipes his tongue across his lips, before biting his bottom lip so hard they both groan, and when Gage speaks, his voice comes out low and commanding, “That won’t be the last time you swallow my cum.”
Mav glares at him, their faces barely far enough from each other’s to see it. “Fuck you, Gage.”
Gage hums, “Hmm, I thought you’d never ask.”
His grip on Mav’s head is strong as he presses his lips to Mav’s, and he’s hesitant at first, but gives in and kisses him back. Lucy and I glance at each other, and I know we’re thinking the same thing. Why is this so fucking hot? The harder Mav tries to convince us he doesn’t want to fuck the guys, the more clear it is that he does.
Like Sebastian, he’ll only be able to deny it for so long. Eventually he’ll admit that he wants this as much as Gage does.
Their kiss is pornographic, tongues aggressively going after the other, groans and grunts filling the room with a palpable need. Lucy and I whimper as we watch Mav move his hands to the back of Gage’s head, running his fingers through his hair, before he pulls on the strands with a growl I can feel in my core. “Get on your fucking knees.”
It was a big deal apparently for Gage to kneel for Sebastian, this is now the second time he’ll kneel for Mav. The expression on Lucy’s face tells me she’s having the same thoughts. We watch Gage as he appears to be internally struggling over whether or not he should get on his knees for Mav, which is a sign of submission, and Gage isn’t the man that submits, he’s the one that forces others to submit.
I hold my breath as he lowers himself to his knees, and Sebastian is coming alive beside me, ready to lose his mind. I don’t think it’s jealousy though, I think it’s pure need.
Gage unzips Mav’s pants while he undoes his belt buckle, and his hard cock springs free. Gage groans loudly as he runs his tongue up the underside of his dick.
“Fuck,” Mav moans quietly.
He shivers when Gage teases his slit with his tongue ring.
“Open your mouth. Fuck.”
With a soft chuckle, Gage takes him into his mouth as Mav grips his hair with one hand, and Sebastian moves away from me and slams his lips to Mav’s, while he fucks Gage’s mouth. I could come right here just by watching them. This feels monumental, and I have a feeling everything's going to change.
He moans into Sebastian’s mouth as he thrusts his hips forward repeatedly, fucking Gage’s throat, causing him to gag every once in a while. Lucy and I look on with desire, but wewon’t interrupt this. I know we’re on the same page. This is about them, not us.
Sebastian unbuttons Mav’s dress shirt, and his tongue travels from his neck to chest. He flicks at his nipple and apparently Mav likes that, because he makes sounds, I’ve never heard from him. He holds the back of Gage’s head while he comes down his throat. “Take it all. Every drop,” he grunts out his release. Lucy moves closer to me and grabs my hand and interlaces her fingers with mine. Mav pulls out of Gage's mouth, and he rises to his full height. “We need to take care of our wives, but I promise you, I’m filling that tight asshole tonight.”
LUCY
Why do I feel the need to find a certain song byNelly, while I start throwing off my clothes? It’sdefinitelygetting hot in here! Seeing Mav with Gage and Sebastian is next level spicy, and now he’s talking about fucking Gage? My god, I might spontaneously combust, and I really don’t want to miss a second of it by accidentally being on fire.