I groan. My hips are moving on their own. I can’t stop them. I feel it build within me, deep in my balls. I try to hold myself back, knowing I should last longer than this. I want Rachel to come with me. But it doesn’t help that Hunter and Lucas are also moaning, making me unable to concentrate.
I can’t fucking concentrate.
“Fuck, Rachel!” I shout and with one last thrust into her mouth I come, unable to hold back my cries of pleasure.
Rachel takes all of it, licking every last drop from my dick. I pull away from her, inhaling deeply as I lay back on the bed next to the threesome. I grab my head while pleasure racks my body, making me tremble in absolute satisfaction. I look over and see Hunter grunting behind Rachel, pushing in and out of her desperately while his hands grip her hips.
Lucas is gasping underneath Rachel and I know he’s close. I bite my lip as Rachel continues moaning. The shrill in her voice making it known she’s going to come again. Hunter’s moans pick up and I watch his pace grow as he smacks himself deep into her ass. With one last grunt Hunter thrusts deep into Rachel, emptying himself into her.
Hunter leans over her, massaging her ass while the pleasure shakes through him. He nuzzles her back while Lucas continues thrusting inside her. Slowly, Hunter pulls himself out of her and kneels onto the floor, pressing his forehead into the bed.
Lucas grabs Rachel’s hips and rolls her over onto the bed. He climbs on top of her, quickly grabbing her legs and throwing them over his shoulders before pounding deep inside her maniacally. Rachel screams, her hands gripping the sheets as Lucas continues thrusting into her.
Rachel’s fingers rub against her clit and I lean over, batting them away and replace them with my own. Hunter crawls onto the bed and sidles up next to her. He grabs her breasts and rubs his thumbs over her nipples. She arches her back, her legs trembling as she thrusts against Lucas’s cock.
“So good!” She cries while smacking the bed. She cries out, grabbing both me and Hunter as she thrusts one final time, her body stilling while her nails dig into my skin.
Lucas shouts as he thrusts into her deep. His hands hold her hips still as he comes inside her. Rachel goes limp and falls back onto the bed. Her hands stroke through my hair while Hunter places kisses along her shoulder. Lucas topples over her, moaning before rolling over between Rachel and Hunter.
We all lie in bed for what feels like hours. Our gasps being the only sound as we try to calm our breathing. Maybe it has been hours. Just staring up at the ceiling; all of us sharing the same bed. Rachel laces her fingers with mine while I stroke her hair, unable to stop myself from touching her while I recall previous events and I find myself already wanting to do it again.
She turns to me and her lips twitch upwards into a mischievous grin.
I think I can get used to this.
24
RACHEL
I stare at the mess in front of me. Snow lingers by the windowsill while the chill air frosts the sides, making it difficult to even see out the tiny window and look for Lucas and his car. I can’t believe the semester is already over. What I originally thought was going to be complete and utter torture actually turned out to be amazing.
And I really hate to leave it all behind.
Not for long, I tell myself. It’s only for the holidays. I’ll be back for next term.
In the same house.
I smile while folding a sweater and stuffing it into my already over stuffed suitcase. Some of the stuff I am bringing back to New York to leave, since there are clothes I never use. Since running with Seth and working at the running store, I find myself pretty much in jeans and yoga pants. The nice stuff I only wear for going out, which isn’t every day. I nearly laugh, thinking about what Seth is going to say when he sees this giant suitcase.
He definitely won’t be happy. He’ll probably go on and on and on about how I need to pack lighter. It's not necessarily my fault. I don’t know where the closest Goodwill is and none of my friends wanted them.
I did offer it to Charlie, but unfortunately we have different styles.
I grimace, remembering Josh in all this. After the whole event, I still had to deal with him being in my photography class. Thankfully, he stayed away from me and I stayed away from him. But I didn’t have the guts to tell Charlie and Lauren about the whole event. I haven’t told anyone. Not the police. Not my mom.
I’m still wondering if I should.
At least I got an A on my photography project. I honestly could not believe it. It makes me wonder what else I can achieve if I just put my mind to it and I’m excited to see what I can create with my newfound talents.
“There,” I mutter to myself, having finished with the packing. I frown at the lid, noticing how it’s definitely going to be a pain in the butt to close. I sigh and sit on it before pulling on the zipper. I really, really hope it doesn’t break, I think while tugging on it.
“Let’s go!” Seth calls from the living room.
“Give me a minute!” I shout back. The zipper is halfway there. It just needs to get through the difficult bit and then it should be ok.
Hopefully.
“If you don’t leave now you are going to be late!” I hear Seth.
“Perfect,” says Hunter and I chock back a laugh.
