Page 25 of Overdue Feelings
“Ooh… y-yes!”
“Fuck!” Ares hissed as she took him in inch by inch. This shit was turning me on more than I thought it would. Watching her juices spill over him had me ready to stroke myself, but this wasn’t about me. It was about them. I stood and walked over. I didn’t say anything, but I stood while Creek bounced up and down on Ares’s dick.
“It’s so good,” she cried.
“Un huh!”
“Fuck, Ares!”
“Good girl,” I whispered, leaning down and placing my hand on her lower back. “Ride that shit. Make me proud.”
“Ooh, yes!” she moaned, clinging to his shoulders with her forehead pressed to his.
“You takin’ it so good, baby,” I praised. “Look at you!”
Her body trembled and skin flushed as I reached around and tweaked her nipples gently, then kissed the top of her spine. She was unraveling, coming apart just the way we wanted her.
“Fuck.” Ares groaned, eyes glassy. “I love you, Creek.” He slowed his strokes, digging in deep, controlled, and focused from below.
Creek gasped. Her legs twitched as she kept the same pace bouncing on top of him. Her nails clawed at his back. Her moans got louder, messier. I leaned in, letting my hand travel around to her clit. I brushed my finger across it and watched her head fall back in pleasure. Her hips jumped and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. She was about to cum.
“You feel that?” Ares asked through clenched teeth. “I ain’t stopping till you cum on this dick.”
“Wet his dick!”
She nodded fast, lips parted, breath gone. We sped up. Ares pounded her from the bottom, and I massaged her clit to match his rhythm. Her pressure built fast, and she collapsed on his chest shaking and panting.
“F-fuck!” she cried out.
“Good girl.” I scooped her up, wanting to take full advantage of her high. “That was just the warm-up,” I said, grinning. “You got twelve years of dick to make up for.” I shot Ares a look and jerked my chin. He stood and followed without a word. Yeah, it was messy. Unconventional. A little reckless, but for the first time in forever, I wasn’t worried about not being enough for her. Having Ares here felt right. Like peace. Like we were full.
I wokeup to the smell of them. Sandalwood and shea butter coated my nose, reminding me of the night we’d had. It had been a long time since I’d slept that good. I sat up. Creek was still sleeping peacefully on the pillow next to me. The sun was just starting to peek through the curtains, making her naked body glow underneath the white blanket.
“Shit,” I whispered to myself as my mind flooded with memories of last night. Her scent, her sounds, the way she looked between me and Zae when she orgasmed.
“Morning.” Zae’s voice interrupted my thoughts, and I looked up to see him brushing his teeth in the en suite bathroom. He was partially dressed like he’d been up and moving aroundfor a minute. I searched his face for regret over what had occurred last night, but there was none.
“Mm.” I ran a hand down my beard. “Y’all do this often?” I asked, curious. He looked too calm for someone who had just shared his woman with another man.
“Nah, I don’t like to share.” He shrugged before spitting toothpaste down the sink. I stared at him, confused.
“Then what was last night? Why me?”
“You ain’t just anybody.” He shrugged again. “I ain’t stupid. I’ve been sharing her with you for years. Only difference is now it’s out in the open and you’re not a ghost anymore.”
I glanced over at her. I’d waited so long to touch her again. I never would have guessed the next time I’d get to touch her, I’d be doing it with Zae standing six inches away with his eyes locked on mine, nodding in approval saying shit like, ‘go ahead, bruh. I see you.’The shit felt weird at first, but in the same sense, it felt right.
I let out a low breath and shook my head, trying to process it all.
“Zae, I didn’t come back to steal your girl. I ain’t here to take nothing from you. I didn’t even know how deep y’all had gotten. This ain’t gotta turn into all that.” I looked between Creek and Isaiah.
“You ain’t taking nothing from me, ’cause she mine, but you’ve always been a part of her story. Shit, of our story really. This has always been inevitable, for real.”
Creek sighed in her sleep and shifted a little closer to me, her thigh brushing mine under the sheet. I watched her for a second. She was sleeping so peacefully, like she didn’t have a care in the world.
“She needs both of us, bro, and we need her.”
I sat up slow, careful not to wake her.
