Chapter 28

The One Where Three’s Company

NATE

I don’t even know where to fucking begin with today. After everything that happened yesterday—going on a horrid date with Sara, pissing her off, and then going to Arielle’s late at night—Arielle and myself have now ended up at my place.

I don’t know what’s with this back and forth bullshit from her place to mine, but I don’t really mind it. Whenever I see Chase, he’s good company and it doesn’t really matter where Arielle and myself sleep at night.

Anyways, Arielle and I got to talking this morning. We were—what I originally thought—chatting shit about the supposed threesome I’d teased her about when I first met Raven.

Arielle talked about how she’d had one or two before but she was left disappointed. I admit, I could already tell at this point what she was hinting at, but I didn’t think she’d actually go through with it.

But then she brought up how she’d talked to Raven about it. That evening when she hung out with Raven and they fucked, Arielle said Raven had confessed to being attracted to me and was up to the idea.

Fast forward and Raven was at my house, we were going over boundaries, consent, and ultimately ended up in my bedroom where we all currently are.

Don’t fucking ask me.

“You have to tell me if you’re uncomfortable with this,” Arielle tells me as Raven sits herself on the bed behind her.

“I want this,” I admit. “Do you?”

She gives me a sly smile, “It was my idea, babe. I thought you deserved to be spoiled.”

For whatever reason I feel like she’s the one getting spoiled here.

“Mm,” I hum, hands roaming to her backside as Raven watches. “Is that so?”

Arielle nods her head. “And Raven, well she has the hots for both of us. She was down the moment I mentioned it. Sit back, enjoy what’s about to come.”

Or more like who’s about to cum.

I set myself into the single chair at the end of the bed, mouth falling open as I watch my girl crawl across the comforter to Raven. I can’t lie, I’ve never actually had a threesome before, although it’s always been one of those stereotypical fantasies of mine hidden deep in the depths of my mind. The type of fantasy I didn’t think I’d ever see lived out. My insides twist deliciously at the mere thought.

I’m fucking excited. Focused on Arielle as she presses her lips to another woman’s and her tongue slides into her mouth.

Not only was it a fantasy of mine to fuck two women at once, but ever since meeting Arielle, new fantasies have come to light. Like seeing her make out with another woman as she sways her ass sexily for my pleasure.

I also still need that proper lap dance, or to see her touching herself for me.

Raven lays on her back, half sitting up to make out with Arielle. Arielle, on the other hand, is on all fours with her ass in my direction, knowing I’m fucking enjoying that particular view.

When Arielle removes Raven’s shirt, she instantly grabs Raven’s tits, pushing them together. Arielle runs her tongue along the curve of Raven’s breast and up along her neck as Raven undoes the latch to her bra.

I shift uncomfortably in the chair, settling my knees further apart as blood rushes south. By this time, my hand is already hovering at the zipper to my jeans, ready to free what’s about to be a raging boner.

My girl removes Raven’s bra from her chest, tossing it in my direction. She’s quick to cup Raven’s tits and take a nipple between her lips while I observe.

My gaze is drawn elsewhere when Raven reaches a hand around Arielle to grab her ass. By doing so, she lifts her skirt, exposing Arielle’s knickers to me along with her covered pussy.

Makes me think of the time we fucked when she was wearing a skirt that she never took off. In fact, I fucked her in front of a mirror while she was still wearing it.

Fucking hell, she’s so damn sexy.

I groan at the sight, ogling when Raven runs a hand through Arielle’s hair and spanks her ass. Swallowing hard, I fight the urge to groan when Raven hooks her hands under the fabric of Arielle’s shirt, tossing it off her body.

My girl—who isn’t wearing a bra like usual—tosses her hair back and pushes her chest out as Raven cups her breasts between her hands. She gently circles around the piercings while Arielle turns to look at me seductively.

“Stand up,” Arielle demands to Raven.

Raven does as she’s told, standing beside the bed where Arielle is able to undo the button to her shorts. The fabric is quickly at Raven’s feet and then Arielle is telling her, “On your hands and knees,” while pointing at the mattress.

Arielle gives me a sly smile, approaching Raven from behind. She runs a hand along her ass, bending down to trace her tongue against the curve of Raven’s thigh. She presses a kiss to Raven’s covered pussy from behind, hooking her fingers into the sides of her knickers to remove them from her body.

Arielle runs a finger along Raven’s slit, grabbing her hair to playfully yank her up. Arielle’s chest is pressed to Raven’s backside while her hands grab Raven’s tits, pressing them together. Arielle’s lips trail across Raven’s neck, knowing how much I’m enjoying this.

“Fuck,” I grunt, and Arielle lifts her head to smirk at me.

“You okay there, babe?” She muses, full well knowing I can’t wait much longer.