Three, Two, One (321)

“You liked it. You know you did.” JD is confident. As am I. Because we both know that was hot as fuck.

Ark answers with a long exhale and it says a million things. It says he’s turned on. It says he wants more. It says he’s unsure of what just happened, but he is sure he likes it.

It says yes.

I let his dick slide out of my mouth and then I stand. I take each of them by the hand and start walking to Ark’s bedroom. They both follow in silence.

When we get there JD flicks on the small bedside table lamp, climbs on the bed, lies down, and starts masturbating. Ark squeezes my hand as we both watch him. “Come on, cameraman.” JD nods to the dresser where he’s set up a camera that faces the bed. Then another one on the bedside table. “I’m ready for my closeup.”

Ark and I both burst out laughing, and JD gives us one of those crooked smirks he uses when he knows he’s being appreciated for what he does best. Charming people.

“I’m serious, asshole,” he continues. “I want lust, Ark. I want sex. I want it all ways. I want it on film so I can watch it tomorrow. I want passion, and sweat—”

“And love,” I say, cutting him off and looking up at Ark. “I want love. I want it all ways too. I want the pain and the pleasure. I want the good and the bad. I want the light and the dark.”

JD and I wait Ark out as he looks between the two of us. “It’s never going to work,” he finally says.

“Why?” JD prods. “What’s so complicated about this? Two best friends who can always find mutual ground. One pretty girl who wants us both. It’s the trifecta, Ark. We just went to the races, made a one-dollar bet, and came home ten thousand dollars richer. We won the fucking lottery, man. Why would you ever turn this down?”

“Because, JD. Not everything should come in threes. It’s never going to work.”

“What needs to work? We have sex together, end of story.”

Ark still wavers. I know he’s in. I know he won’t walk away. Not after all this. He might walk away tomorrow, or next week, or next month… but he’s not walking away today.

It’s just, he needs to rationalize this in his mind before he gives up control. And from what JD says, control is his thing.

“Where does she sleep?’

“We’ll sleep in here.”

“We?”

“The three of us,” JD explains. “If we’re in, we’re in. We’re together. We’re a… a… trio. Not one, not two, but three. We can sleep in here. Or we can sleep in my room. Who cares? We’ll be having mind-blowing sex and then we’ll fall asleep. Just like everyone else. And it’s getting pretty fucking late, asshole. So take his clothes off, Blue. And get your asses in here so we can fuck.”

Ark is smiling when I look up at him and I know we’ve won. That was it. That’s all he needed. Just some straight talk between them to set the ground rules.

JD wants fun.

Ark wants commitment.

And I want both.

I reach for the bottom button on Ark’s white dress shirt. It’s not tucked in. It never is, from what I’ve seen. I unbutton him from the bottom up and when I get to his blue tie hanging loosely around his neck in that unkempt bad-boy businessman kind of way, I lift it off and toss it on the ground. He peels back his shirt, revealing a chest that is muscled to perfection. The ridges and dips that make up the landscape of his abs are shadowed perfectly to show off his impressive physique.

I expect to have to lead him over to JD, but he surprises me by swinging me up into his arms and walking me across the room to the bed. He places me gently down next to his best friend, and then kneels in front of me, opening my legs and positioning himself between them.

“You’re sure?” he asks.

“I am,” I say.

And then his eyes dart to JD and he nods. “OK. But we keep it open and we keep it respectful.”

JD gets on his knees too, but he lifts my back up a little and positions himself behind me, grabbing my tits a little rougher than he should, just to show Ark he’s got his own ideas about respect.

But Ark is staring at my pussy now. It’s so fucking wet. I’ve wanted this all day. JD didn’t touch me as we made our preparations to seduce Ark. He left me wanting and I am nothing but a sloppy wet vessel of want right now.

“Hold her open for me, JD,” Ark says.

I almost come right there.

JD’s hands leave my breasts and grab me under my knees, hiking my legs up so my ass is lifted a little off the bed.

And then Ark dives in. He buries his face in my folds. His tongue licks me from seam to seam. His fingers push inside, stretching me—slipping around inside as he searches for my pleasure spot.

He finds it and I arch my back, pulling away from JD’s hold. I get a sharp bite on the shoulder for that. “Be still, Blue,” JD growls in my ear. “You’re gonna come hard tonight. And you’re gonna do it more than once.”

His dirty talk, combined with Ark’s talented tongue and fingers, has me writhing even more. “Fuck me,” I whisper. “Just fuck me now and we can play afterward.”

JD reaches under my ass and lifts me up so he can slide all the way underneath me. His hard cock presses between my ass cheeks, seeking me out. Ark backs off a little, his eyes never leaving the action happening down below, as JD positions his dick at my puckered asshole.

“Get her wet for me,” JD asks him quietly.