Page 24 of Beg Me

“Janice went home a little while ago, and MY girl is in the shower. You are good to go, Zander. I can take it from here. I don’t need help protecting what is mine,” Jayce says, walking toward the door as if he is seeing me out.

“Didn’t seem like that last night, Jayce. Seemed like having me here helped you out a lot. Seemed like maybe you should chill the fuck out, and see that I love both of you, and just want to do what I can to help, and make you both happy.” I stand up, squaring my shoulders at him.

“Do you not remember the past few days? How fun and right it felt? Why can’t you just see it? That feeling can be more, instead of going the insecure egotistical fighting route,” I say almost pleading, but not willing to beg. His face softens.

“I just don’t want to lose her, Zan.” He walks to the couch and plops down.

“I’m pretty sure adding one more to the mix is addition, not subtraction. I’m not asking to take your place. I’m asking to be with both of you. She’s in the bathroom right now showering alone. Don’t you think we should be in there with her, instead of letting her be alone after such a traumatic event?” I hold my arm out gesturing toward the shower.

He glances at the bathroom door, then at me, then to the bathroom.

“You know what, you’re right. I can’t believe I didn’t think of that. We can talk about the logistics and if this is even a thing later.” He pauses and squares his shoulders, “I also need to talk to you about a rumor I’m hearing from a lot of people in the department. But for now, let’s go see how our girl is doing.” He stands and walks to the door.

I shudder a bit at what the talk could be about. I have quitea few secrets. All of them the cops are interested in, and none of them would be good to have found out, especially not by a fucking cop.

I shake out of my mini panic attack realizing what he said. ‘Our girl’ am I having a stroke? Did he just fully 180 on his anger and think logically and hear me out??

No fucking way.

He opens the door with a quiet knock. “Hey baby, Zander and I are coming in to check on you,” Jayce warns her as we walk in. She immediately wraps her arms around her naked, wet, soapy tits that I just want to sink my teeth into.

“Oh don’t cover up on my account sweetheart, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before. I daydream about your perfect body, baby. You can’t hide it from me if it’s permanently ingrained up here,” I say chuckling while tapping the side of my head.

“Jayce you can’t be okay with this after that dick measuring contest you had last night.” She looks like she is starting to relax, but her eyes are still darting back and forth between us.

“Love, if you want him here, I’m okay with it. And I’m okay discussing what this is or can be later. We just want to make sure you are okay, baby,” Jayce says, taking off his shirt.

Taking the hint, I start getting undressed right next to him. Oli’s face is pure shock as she sees us both standing there naked, walking into the shower with her. We sit on either side of her, and Jayce wraps his arms around her, pulling her into him.

“Isn’t this shower perfect?” She says as she picks her legs up and lays them over me.

Rubbing her thigh up and down, getting closer and closer to that perfect peachy pussy with each stroke.

“This shower is my favorite place in the world, little demon. It has you in it, naked. Anywhere that is happening is a place I want to be,” I say.

She sucks in a sharp breath as my hand lightly strokes over her wet slit.

“If you don’t want this after what happened last night, we will both understand, sweetheart,” Jayce says looking down at her with the most sincere look on his face I have ever seen.

“I don’t want to think, daddy. I just want to feel you, both of you.”

Jayce’s dick springs to attention the second she calls him daddy and looks up at him with those big hazel eyes of hers.

Holy fuck she’s beautiful.

“We will make you feel so good, little demon, just let us do all the work.”

She leans her head back further onto Jayce, so she has her head in his lap, and he’s stroking her hair. I continue stroking and massaging her thighs, every now and then ‘slipping’ over her wet pussy making goosebumps erupt along her body.

“Are you just going to tease me, Zander?” She huffs, annoyed.

“If you want me to touch you, you need to use your words. Tell me what you need, doll,” I say, continuing my teasing gentle circles along her inner thigh.

“I want you both to fuck me, use me, make me your little cum slut. Please Jayce, please Zander?” She looks at both of us with those puppy dog eyes.

Holy fuck she is going to make me come all over her right now with that filthy little mouth of hers.

“Whatever you want baby,” I say as I slowly spread her pussy. “Look at that perfectly pink little cunt, demon. You are so wet for us already. Such a good slut. Were you thinking about us while you were in here alone?” Slowly circling her clit with my index finger.

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