Chapter 59: Renee

I woke the following morning refreshed and wide awake, wrapped still in Jake’s arms, my body molded to his like a perfectly fitting puzzle piece. One of his muscular arms was wrapped around my chest, pulling me against him. I rested my lips against the back of his hand and kissed him softly, pushing my body back against his. He groaned lightly in his sleep, his hips jutting forward slightly to meet me halfway. I didn’t know if he was awake or not, but I didn’t bother checking as Jake’s hard-on stiffened against my backside, turning me on at once. I moaned softly, inviting him in, and Jake’s hand cupped around my breast, his calloused but gentle hands caressing my nipple until it stiffened under his touch. I closed my eyes and melted against him, the wetness between my legs intensifying as Jake’s prick prodded me from behind, teasing and taunting me but not going all the way.

“Stop teasing me,” I whispered, and Jake kissed the back of my neck, ignoring my pleas as he continued to knead my breast, his cock sliding back and forth against my opening, hard for me.

“I’m going to tease you all I want,” he whispered back, his free hand slipping down between my legs, rubbing the wetness between my folds. I moaned, clamping my thighs together against his hand with a sigh of ecstasy. Rotating my hips against his hand, I cried out in disappointment as Jake slowly withdrew his fingers before hooking his thumb against the bottom of my jaw, forcing me to taste myself on him.

“Good girl,” he murmured. “Do you taste as good as I think?”

I bat my eyelashes at him, just to tease him. “Why don’t you find out for yourself?”

A mischievous glint rose to Jake’s eyes as he sidled himself down on the bed, slipping under the covers as his hands rotated my hips towards him. I cried out in pleasure as his tongue dove into me, sucking and licking my clit until I could hardly breathe. My head swam with ecstasy and my fingers wrapped around the sheet desperately before delving into his shaggy hair, tightening my grip. Just as I was about to reach the edge of climax, Jake stopped abruptly, lifting his head, and raising the sheet so he could smirk at me.

“Don’t stop,” I pleaded. “Please don’t stop.”

“Tell me you want it,” he demanded, and I squirmed beneath his chiseled body.

“I want it. I fucking want it.”

Fortunately, I didn’t have to suffer for long, and a gasp protruded from my lips as Jake crawled into position and forced himself into me from behind, drawing a burst of pleasure that radiated through my body. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, knowing that Aaron and Matt were likely home, probably still sleeping, but I didn’t want to take any chances of another jealous outburst, so I muffled my face into my pillow as Jake’s stiff cock filled me. The rhythm of his body against mine was utter perfection, and every time he withdrew and entered again, another burst of pleasure exploded in front of my vision. I cried out, muffling the sound into the pillow, trying to keep myself under control. But it was no use.

“Come for me, baby,” Jake hissed in my ear. He didn’t have to ask twice as my body exploded with orgasm, writhing against him, worn out and torn up yet somehow still pleading for more. Jake came a few seconds later, and I closed my eyes, relishing the way his cock pulsated inside of me.

For a moment afterward, we lay together, breathless and quiet, wrapped in each other’s arms. Jake kissed the back of my neck, his lips trailing up and down the sensitive spots of my skin, making me shiver with pleasure.

“I love our time together,” he said, pulling me in close. “Thank you for a wonderful night.”

“Ditto,” I murmured, turning on the bed to face him. His handsome face smiled back at me, those beautiful hazel eyes twinkling with satisfaction and kindness. He was a man now, grown and mature and wonderful, but that college and high school innocence still reared its head occasionally. I loved him for it.

“Do you smell something?” he asked a moment later, shifting to sniff the air. I did. It smelled like a burning oven and strong coffee.

“Aaron and Matt must be awake,” I said. “Making breakfast. Maybe we should get down there before they put stuff away and whip something up.”

“I suppose you’re right.” Jake sighed, rolling away from me a bit to run a hand through his hair. “My time is up with you, anyway. It’s a sad day for all.” He smiled slightly to let me know that he was kidding, but I felt a stab of guilt anyway. I hated having to split my time between my three lovers to ease the jealousy. I wanted to figure out how to make everyone happy, and that just wasn’t going to happen.

“I love you,” I murmured, pressing my lips against his. “I had a wonderful time with you. Now, I’m going to jump in the shower. Would you like to join me for one last hurrah before the next time?”

Jake grinned, rolling out of bed, and standing before me in all his naked glory. I never got tired of looking at them. How was it possible that with every passing moment, they were that much more attractive?

“I’d love to,” he said, offering his hand to me. “Milady.”

After our shower, where we’d managed to slip in one last quick fuck, Jake and I headed downstairs to face the other two. I was expecting some sort of argument or snide comment from either Matt or Aaron but was pleasantly surprised when we found them bustling around the kitchen, both in cooking aprons and baking up a storm. Matt grinned at me as we walked in, not hesitating as he crossed the floor and took me into his arms, planting a kiss on my lips that sent me flying high into Wonderland. He didn’t bring up Jake, just nodded once at his friend before kissing me again, deeply this time, and I didn’t resist.

“I hope you’re hungry, beautiful,” Aaron said from behind Matt. I was relieved to see his genuine, childish grin. Whatever yesterday’s issue had seemed to have passed.

“We made your favorite,” Matt said, releasing me. “Buttermilk pancakes, ham, eggs over easy, and hash browns.”

“You guys didn’t have to do this,” I said, the gratitude in my heart growing with each passing second. “But—thank you.”

“I owe you an apology after the dinner fiasco last night,” Matt continued, glancing again at Jake. “Both of you. I was in a bad mood and took it out on a nice dinner. That was shitty of me.”

“It’s okay,” I assured him, glancing over my shoulder at Jake, who nodded back at Matt, looking pleased.

“Thanks, brother,” he said. “All is forgiven.”

Grinning, I took a seat at the table as Aaron set a plate of food in front of me before giving me a quick good morning kiss. Out of the three of my men, Aaron was still the most subtle, often waiting until our time alone to get overly affectionate so as to not perturb the other two, so I was pleasantly surprised when he kissed me a second time, lingering for a few moments longer this time before pulling back, smiling at me.

“You look beautiful this morning,” he said gently, and my already puddle of a heart seemed to melt even further.

“You’re all being saps this morning,” I playfully scolded them, picking up a fork to try the food. “What’s gotten into you?”

“Reflection,” Matt said, dispersing a second plate for Jake as Aaron grabbed two more servings for himself and Matt. “Aaron and I realized last night after we got home that fighting over you would result in losing you.”

“And that couldn’t happen,” Aaron added, taking a seat as Matt did the same. I glanced between them, my heart swelling with affection.

“I love you all,” I said, and the three men nodded.

“We love you, too, Ren,” Jake said, taking my hand across the table. “Forever and always, no matter what.”