Chapter 184 Threesome
I arrived at the gym just after 8 p.m., the parking lot mostly empty under the streetlights. My hands were sweaty on the steering wheel the whole drive over. I'd told Mark I was going for a late yoga class to "unwind after a long day," and he'd barely looked up from the TV, muttering something about dinner being in the fridge. Guilt twisted in my gut for a second, but it vanished the moment I thought about Jax—his cock buried deep, the way he'd made me scream yesterday. My pussy had been throbbing all day at work, slick and restless, and I'd had to sneak into the bathroom twice just to press my thighs together and breathe through the ache. Now, walking through the quiet lobby, I could feel how soaked my shorts already were, the fabric clinging between my legs.
Jax had texted me earlier: "Extra session tonight. Recovery room. Wear something easy to take off." I'd chosen the same tiny gray shorts and sports bra, no panties this time. The door to the recovery room was unlocked. I pushed it open, and there he was, adjusting the lights to a low dim, mats and benches set up like always. Mirrors everywhere, reflecting the empty space.
He turned and smiled—that dark, knowing curve of his lips that made my knees weak. "Right on time," he said, voice low. "Kai's sticking around to help spot. He's good with form. You okay with that?"
I nodded, assuming Kai was just another trainer, maybe for safety or something. My body was too wired for questions. Jax locked the door behind me and pulled me close, his hands sliding straight under my shorts to cup my ass. "Let's warm you up," he murmured, backing me toward the mat.
He yanked my shorts down in one rough tug, exposing my dripping pussy to the cool air. I stepped out of them, and he pushed me down onto the mat, spreading my thighs wide. His fingers found me immediately—two thick digits sliding deep into my slick heat, twisting slow while his thumb circled my clit. I moaned, hips bucking up to meet him. He dropped his head and licked me once—long and hot—before sucking my clit into his mouth for a quick, teasing pull.
I was already close, panting and grinding against his face, when the door creaked open. I froze.
A guy walked in—tall, leaner than Jax but still ripped, with short dark hair and a smirk that screamed trouble. He was in gym shorts and a tank, towel over his shoulder like he'd just finished a workout. Kai, I realized. He didn't look surprised. He just shut the door behind him, locked it again, and leaned against the wall, eyes dragging over my spread body.
"Shit, sorry," he said, but he didn't sound sorry. His voice was smooth, deeper than I expected. "Didn't know you started without me."
Jax lifted his head from between my thighs, lips glistening with my slick, and grinned. "She's ready. Kai's good with form too. Trust me, Lara. He'll help push you further."
My heart hammered. Part of me screamed to stop—this was crazy, two men, I was married—but my pussy clenched hard around Jax's fingers at the thought. Kai's eyes were locked on where Jax was fingering me, and I could see the bulge growing in his shorts. I didn't say no. I didn't move. I just lay there, exposed, dripping, and nodded once.
Kai pushed off the wall and walked over, dropping to his knees beside Jax. "Fuck, she's soaked," he said, voice rough. He reached out and traced a finger along my inner thigh, collecting some of my wetness before bringing it to his mouth and sucking it clean. "Tastes sweet too."
Jax pulled his fingers out with a wet sound and stood, stripping off his shirt and shorts. His cock sprang free—thick and veined, the head already leaking, just like yesterday. Kai followed, shoving his clothes off. His cock was different—longer, maybe nine inches, straight and smooth, with a slight upward curve and a flushed pink head that glistened at the tip. It was slimmer than Jax's but still thick enough to stretch, veins pulsing along the shaft, balls heavy and drawn up tight. I stared at both of them, mouth watering, pussy fluttering at the sight of two hard cocks bobbing in front of me.