Chapter 19

And that shitstorm came raging back late the following morning. Bright, the sun made me blink when loud noises had me tugging apart my eyelashes. Can eyelashes hurt? Because they did. God knows everything else ached.

But at the gentle press of Irina’s warm frame onto my side, I smiled. With an arm and leg over me, she was wrapped tight. Atop a silken pillow of shiny, black hair, her head lay on my shoulder. At my motion, she clenched me tighter, muttering something in her sleep. But her voice was too quiet as her lips slid along my skin.

However, from the blur that wasn’t her wondrous, sleek curves, other voices sounded.

Loud, angry ones.

With the noises resolving, I turned my head to the open bedroom door. Although I couldn’t spot her, one of them belonged to Laura. It took me another second for my sleepy brain to recognize the other.

James. Her ex.

“Come on, babe,” he pleaded. “Let’s go home. Have this meeting and--”

“No, James!” Ah, that tone I recognized. Yeah, she was pissed. “It’s over between us. What part of divorce don’t you understand?”

“But ... The Barbecue. Everybody saw it. You kissed—”

“No, I drank too much, and you took advantage. You kissed me, James. That was wrong. I had to explain that to the boys. Thank you very fucking much.”

“Aw, come on, babe.”

“Stop it, James.” She huffed. “I’m not your babe anymore.”

“Damn it, I saw him. That guy you were ... He’s with some other woman. Come back to me, Laura.”

“James, no! Let me go!”

As much as I’d wanted to stay out of their tiff, that tapped the limit. She was my babe. When I surged from the bed, Irina moaned as her limbs slid free. In three steps, I filled the doorway and my heartbeat roared.

They were struggling by the closed front door. Why’d she let him inside? In only a short, thin-strapped pink tank top, Laura was trying to tug from her ex-husband’s paw on her wrist. At the crimson flooding her face and the rapid swaying of her chest, plus the flashes of her bare bottom, every emotion fought within me.

And when those brown eyes spotted me, the pulsing in my skull became a steady drumbeat. They flicked to James. Light bulb. He needed to see; the only way he’d ever understand.

Well, as soon as he spotted me, he froze. The tiniest tremor shook his jaw as he scanned me. Yeah, I was naked. And yes, my usual morning wood jutted, helped by the dissipating warmth along one side thanks to Irina.

“You!” hissed from him as his brows knitted. He turned to glare at Laura. “What’s he doing here? I thought—”

“You thought wrong,” she spat before yanking her arm free.

“Oh,” he mumbled.

“Yeah, oh,” she said while rubbing her wrist. “Now, do you understand? Why the fuck would I return to you, asshole? I was drunk. That’s all. Deke is my man now. And...”

When she fell silent and her gaze drifted past me, I turned. At Irina’s sleek body, still in her heels and thigh-highs, but back in flowered panties, hugging the door frame, my cock surged. Not gonna lie; the slutty look worked for her. But with those wide, dark pools flooding with concern as they scanned the room, rage exploded inside me.

How dare he?

When I returned to him, he was inspecting Irina with his head tilting. Despite the utter confusion flooding his expression, when he looked at me again, he gritted his teeth. Yep, a one-track mind.

“I believe you should leave now, James,” I growled while marching towards him.

As I got closer, he didn’t know where to look. His ex-wife, ready to pounce on him, and not in a good way. My muscled chest was puffed out, practically daring him to strike me. Or my towering mast swaying as I moved.

Once halted before him, I balled my fists. After a glance at Laura’s suddenly calm face, I returned to him. With a beaming smile I did not feel, I added the killing blow.

“I’ve got a lot more beautiful pussy-wrecking ahead of me today, James.”

Oh, that snapped him. As both Laura and I knew it would.

With a growl, he threw his best punch. But a swift dodge had me behind him with his outstretched arm twisted tight to his back. As my throbbing cock added more insult to the injury he was feeling, I yanked open the door. After a quick shove sent him tumbling into the corridor’s far wall, I exhaled.

I’m not gonna say the forceful nudge of my dick had his shoulders drooping as he slid along the hallway. But it definitely kept him quiet as I slammed the door shut.

The most profound silence engulfed us as we exchanged glances.

“You okay?” I asked Laura before sliding my arms around her.

Despite her little body shaking as she held me tight, she nodded.

“Thank you, Deke. I’m sorry.” She gulped, then collapsed to my shoulder. “I didn’t know what else to do. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“It’s alright.” With a smile, I combed my fingers through her silken hair, to better view those glittery brown pools. “He’s gonna blab about everything he saw. You sure you—”

“I can handle it.” She flashed me a taut grin. “I’ll have to, but you—”

“Mmm, we’ll be just fine,” Irina whispered as those twin hot spikes followed by her lean frame eased into my back.

“Well, I’ve always wanted to be famous,” I muttered.

When I chuckled, it got a snort from Laura and a soft giggle from Irina. Those sounds were wondrous. Plus, the gentle presses of both warm bodies were also amazing.

“You, uh, gonna use that thing, my love?” Laura said with a chuckle as her hand slipped between us to grip my trapped mast. “Hmm, can I share your special coffee creamer with Sexy? You deserve it, baby.”

“Huh?” came from Irina, but I was already being tugged by the cock towards the kitchen.

Because duh. Yeah, I deserved it, protecting my women-folk and all. Wearing the biggest, goofiest grin, I puffed out my chest and swaggered like I’d conquered the world. The most wonderful laughter came from Laura as she led me closer to the percolating coffeemaker.

With both energetic mouths and two sets of hands, in no time, I’d filled their mugs. Of course, that still left me hard. They decided it was Laura’s turn. So, as we sat on the balcony sipping coffee, she leaned back against my chest as her hips raised and lowered. Utter bliss. Her whimpers mixed with soft moaning from Irina. As she watched us over the rim of her mug, slender fingernails glinted in her shiny tuft.

“Baby, is this gonna work?” Laura asked out of the blue.

“Yes.” I laughed, then ran my palm over her sun-heated tits. As she moaned, they thrust into my gliding fingers. After a glance at Irina’s slow nod, I exhaled. “What did you say once? Screw what anyone else thinks—”

“No, I don’t mean them, out there.” She waved her mug at the city beyond the thin bamboo screen. “I mean us. All three of us. Is that even a thing?”

“It is,” I replied, then looked over at Irina with a grin. “But like any relationship. Communicate. No secrets.”

“I love you, baby.” Laura’s sloppy walls clamped hard as she glanced at Irina and smiled. “And I’m pretty sure I ... Um, well, you’re amazing, Sexy.”

“Keep calling me that, and I’m gonna be the next to fuck you.” Irina chuckled. “You naughty little slut.”

“Yeah, we’ll be just fine,” I murmured while squeezing one of Laura’s stiff little nipples.

Even as she moaned, shoving herself into my hand again, she nodded. Her eyes glistened, then widened when Irina leaned over and pressed her lips to mine. After a gentle sweep of that talented tongue, she lowered her mug to the table and moved to Laura. Their kiss was longer as they embraced, and Laura continued her pelvis’s languid stroking.

Oh, and bonus; her pussy clenched much tighter under Irina’s meandering fingers.

Remember that comment about communication? Yeah, after we’d all showered, we were lounging on the couch. With one woman on either side, we shared sandwiches between drinks—of water. A lot of water. Nothing had hit the news cycle yet, but it was only Saturday. The big political shows came on Sunday morning.

“So, what did you promise Bea?” Irina asked out of the blue. “You never said last night.”

Ice flooded my bloodstream, and the room whirled, but not in a good way. With a curt exhale, I sank into the seatback. After a million years of silence, I rolled my head to scan Irina, then faced Laura.