You Break Me (The Prospect 2)

Grady slides his tongue in my mouth having no problem kissing me after Mateo just did. His fingers thread through my hair as I reach behind me for Mateo. My fingers grip his as he comes to stand behind me. His lips on my shoulder and his other hand on my ass with raw possession. This should feel completely wrong, but it feels right. Like the pieces of a complete puzzle fitting together. I know what I want, and they are it. I need them both to keep me grounded. This can work. I know it can. It

won’t always be easy but nothing worth having ever is.

I move between them, taking turns kissing them both. Mateo rubs his thumb over my nipple, teasing me over the fabric of my shirt. Grady has his hand between my legs cupping my sex.

“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” Grady’s rough voice grits in my ear.

I look back at Mateo and he nods completely cool with this situation.

The three of us move to my bedroom continuing where we left off. There is no rushing as the three of us lay in my bed with me in the center of a biker sandwich. Mateo kisses my mouth as Grady slides down the bed and pulls my panties down my legs. His lips pepper kisses up my thighs teasing at my pussy. Mateo’s mouth moves to my tits, paying special attention to both as my other man pleasures my pussy. His skillful fingers rub through my slick heat. I look at the two of them feeling like the luckiest woman as they worship my body.

“I want you in my mouth,” I tell Mateo and Grady doesn’t even flinch. He continues sucking my clit and fingering my tight hole.

Mateo’s zipper goes down and his erection springs free. I lick my lips eager to taste him. Wanting to suck him between my lips. On his knees he strokes his length and slaps the head of his dick against my mouth. “You want this dick?” His voice is raspy and sexy.

“Yeah, Mateo. Feed me your cock. Please,” I beg.

He smirks all rugged and sexy and tells me to open wide. I lick up and down his thick shaft, nearly gagging he’s so large. I bob my head as he grabs the back of it guiding the pace he wants to fuck my mouth at as Grady shifts me to my side so he can slide behind me after he gets his pants off. His cock presses between my ass cheeks as he grips my shoulder. “Gonna fuck you so hard and deep, darlin’ Nikki.”

I can’t reply but I moan around Mateo’s fat cock as he stretches my mouth wider. I feel like a queen as they pleasure me simultaneously. Each of us taking and receiving what we want until everyone has their fill.

I swallow like a good girl for one man while the other cums inside me.

After we lay in the bed for a while. No one speaking, both of them holding me from either side. The bitch in me wishes Susan could see me now. I have them both. I won. Game over bitch. I’m the motherfuckin’ queen around here.

I lay in bed smirking until I realize that there will be talk and questions. I know we need to set some more ground rules and I’m not sure what I will tell Sophia, but I want this to work. There is no turning back I love them both too much to lose either of them. Most people might think I am crazy for allowing them to fuck on the road, but I can’t expect them not to get theirs when I have them both. I know there will be times that jealousy will arise, and I hope by giving them that it will combat any issues that may come up.

“This doesn’t mean you get to take my place at any Dr’s appointments,” Grady suddenly says in a drowsy but firm tone.

“Noted,” Mateo replies, nuzzling his face against my tit. I stroke my fingers through both of their heads feeling more content than I ever have.

“This what you wanted?” Grady questions looking up at me.

“Yes.” I smile. “This exactly what I wanted.”

Chapter 32

Susan

I watch from the parking lot seeing Nikki kissing Cruiz then Grady. What the fuck? I need to talk to Grady, and I knew he would be here. I know I need to come clean with him about the abortion. He deserves the truth. I am going to tell him everything then I am leaving town.

Except it will have to wait, I thought facing Grady with Nikki around would be hard enough, but Cruiz too? I’ve dealt with his threats more than enough over the years. Ever since I convinced him to fuck me all those years ago. And right now, with everyone threatening to kill me, if he sees my face after knowing all of the shit I did and helped mother to do, someone is going to really do it.

I don’t know what to do right now. I’m terrified to be anywhere in this town. Mother is already dead, and I know if anyone finds out what I’ve done, I’ll be next. I should have been dead already but part of Happy still cares about me, at least, that’s what I tell myself.

I call Shelia, that whore who ate my cunt. She has an apartment in the bad side of town maybe I can lay low there until I get things figured out.

“I need to see you. Meet me in thirty at that little diner on the edge of town.”

Getting in my car I light up a cigarette. How did everything get so utterly and completely fucked? I shouldn’t have had the abortion. I should have kept the damn thing for insurance. Grady would never hurt a woman pregnant with his kid. I listened to Mother like I always did. Look where that got me. On the fucking run. I get to the diner and slide into the back booth. I order a black coffee.

Shelia shows up about ten minutes later. She seems nervous. On edge and jittery. She’s tweaking. “Hey, what’s up?” She wipes her nose as it continually drips. “You gonna drink that?” The whore picks up my coffee cup and takes a hearty sip.

“Not anymore. Do you have any dirt you can give me on any of the guys? Doesn’t matter who as long as it’s something good I can tell my father.”

Crippled with paranoia she looks around the dining room of the small diner. “I shouldn’t even be here,” she whispers cryptically.

“What are you talking about?”