Page 56 of Hat Trick
"That's a good girl. Relax for me. I'll make this good for you, I promise." I whimper at the effect his words have on me. Two words, eight letters, and 'good girl' turns me into a wanton, mindless, sex slave. There's nothing I wouldn't do for a little bit of praise in the bedroom. Shit, probably outside of the bedroom too. So, I do as I'm told. I breathe deep, willing my muscles to relax.
"That's it sweetheart. You're doing so good for me." He presses the tip of his thumb against my ass and the feeling is so weird, and dirty,and foreign andgood. As I will my muscles to relax and allow the intrusion, he leans forward and snatches the phone from the side table. He holds it, the angle giving Gabe and Carter a better view and the thought of what they're seeing causes my inner walls to contract.
"Fuck," Luca groans, sliding his thumb in to the first knuckle. "Our good girl likes being watched, doesn't she?" I'm a panting, drooling mess and my walls squeeze again when I hear Carter and Gabe's soft cursing. With one hand on my ass and one holding the phone, Luca's lost the leverage to pull me to him, so I meet his thrusts with my own. He sets a rhythm with his thumb and cock that have me quickly spiraling.
"Greedy girl." He grunts from behind me, and I can tell he's close, too. I wish I could see my other guys. See if they're jerking themselves, see if they're close too.
"I'm getting her ready for you, Gabe. Stretching her tight little hole so she can take you."
The mental image of Gabe in my ass with Luca or Carter in my pussy pushes me over the edge. With a long, guttural moan I cry out, my toes curl, my back arches, and a wave of pleasure pours through every inch of my cells.
Luca grunts curses behind me, slamming into me with abandon, the phone tossed somewhere unceremoniously next to us.
It only takes a few more pumps before he hardens even more inside of me and spills his release into me. He collapses against my back and my knees give out, tossing us both forward. Luca sweetly reaches up to cup the back of my neck and rests his forehead against my temple. We're both breathing heavily, sweat slicked between our skin.
"Fuck, Emily. You're so fucking perfect. Marry me?"
I can't help but chuckle in response. I know he's not serious. I've gotten used to his overly romantic gestures.
"I'm pretty sure you're supposed to present me with a ring? Maybe down on one knee? Not while we're catching our breaths after you fucked me while my two other boyfriends watched."
"Boyfriends who are still here, by the way!" Gabe's muffled shout rings through the air.
Luca chuckles too, rolling off of me to find his phone. I'm too blissed out to care about anything anymore, content to simply exist in the post-orgasm tingles.
The boys are arguing above me, but I can't quite make out what they're saying. I think they're giving Luca shit for proposing to me while his dick was still inside of me. Which makes me chuckle again.
"You pour her a bath and order room service, Luca, before you let her fall asleep. They never serve enough food at weddings." Carter orders. His love language is absolutely acts of service. And I love that, even from a distance, he's concerned about showing me I'm loved. Although, he's quite generous with his words of affirmation as well. And physical touch.
How the fuck did I get so lucky to not only have one amazing man in my life, but three?
Chapter thirty-two
Emily
Life falls into a comfortable sort of routine after the wedding. The boys are so busy and so tired we don't get much of a chance to do anything but make out on the couch and cuddle in bed. Annie's easy, and we have our weekly playdates with Nancy. It fills my heart to see so many people love on this little girl. She deserves it. Every child deserves it. And I feel blessed to be able to play a role in it.
It's a rare Saturday the boys have off so I've planned Annie's first birthday party. It'll be a simple affair, burgers and brats and beer for the parents, finger foods for the kids. She's one so I know she won't remember it, but she'll have pictures of it to look back on and I don't want her ever to doubt that she was loved.
Nancy came early and picked Annie up and took her to the park so I could concentrate on decorating.
I'm in the kitchen, about an hour before everyone's supposed to arrive, when Carter and the boys come back from a grocery run I sent them on. Gabe offered to man the grill for us, but we still needed all the food, beer and cupcakes.
I'm standing on one of the dining room chairs, hanging a ribbon that says "Happy Birthday" over the back sliding doors when the boys return.
They're chatting with themselves as they set everything down in the kitchen. Suddenly, two strong arms wrap around my waist. Carter looks up at me, resting his chin on my stomach.
"Can't have you falling, now, can we, baby girl?" I can't help the smile that spreads across my face, looking down at my handsome boyfriend. I lace my fingers through his soft hair and let him pick me up before sliding down his chest.
I get lost in his eyes for a moment, body pressed hard against his, before I take a step back and chuckle. "Don't look at me like that, or I won't have time to finish decorating!"
He looks around at the decorations. "You did all this while we were gone?"
I shrug. It's not a big deal. "Yeah?"
"You're amazing." He breathes, running the back of his fingers down my cheek.
"Alright you..." I tease, pushing away. He swats my ass cheek playfully before heading back to the kitchen to put all of the food away.
