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TWENTY

JACKSON

Fuck.

I should leave. I shouldn’t have even walked down to this end of the hall. But when I heard Arden crying out in pain, I couldn’t help myself. My feet carried me toward the sound of her voice, coming to a grinding stop when I saw them in Hawk’s bed, both naked as he punished her from behind. My brain screamed at my body to move, but as soon as he asked her if she wanted me too, I might as well have been nailed to the floor, because like hell I was leaving without an answer. I need it more than my next breath.

Finding all the courage I have, I step forward, stopping when my thighs hit the side of the mattress. She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a million different emotions as I reach out and smooth my hand across her cheek. We stare at each other for several seconds before the words that are hanging on the tip of my tongue finally break free.

“Is that true?” I choke out. “Do you…want me here?” My heart pounds inside my ribcage, and I wait with bated breath for her to put me out of my misery. Her attention flits back to Hawk, who I almost forgot was even here, and he nods in approval, rubbing a reassuring hand up her lower back as she returns her gaze to mine.

“Yes,” she whispers, the word almost getting caught in her throat as she forces it out. But as soon as it passes her lips, she sighs in relief, like she’s been holding it in for fucking years.

“Me too, Princess,” I reply quietly, wishing I could tell her just how long I’ve been dying to hear her say it…and how badly I’ve craved the same thing. Sitting down on the bed next to where she’s perched on all fours, I look up to my best friend and await his next move. He easily slips back into character, lowering his hand and palming her ass roughly. She winces, and I do my best to comfort her by ghosting the backs of my knuckles across her jaw.

“Our girl here was told that she wasn’t allowed to come unless I gave her permission. She didn’t follow my orders, so now she’s being punished. Not that you’d know it with the way her cunt is dripping right now,” Hawk says as he slowly drives into her. She gasps, her face twisting in discomfort when he surges forward, not stopping until the sound of his pelvis slapping against the supple flesh of her ass fills the room. Her slender back arches, and her full tits bounce as he bottoms out, sending a jolt of arousal straight to my dick. She’s perfection in every sense of the word. Even my wildest fantasies don’t hold a candle to the way she looks naked and flushed as he takes her from behind. A quiet whimper tumbles from her lips, and I lean forward, bringing my mouth to her ear.

“You’re doing such a good job,” I praise. “Are you okay?”

“Mhmm,” she replies, focusing her attention on me as he pulls back, entering her again and making her moan. I back away just slightly, gripping her chin gently and watching her eyes as they begin to glaze over with lust. She bites her plump bottom lip, making me pull from the depths of my restraint so I don’t dive forward and kiss her. As much as I want to, I can’t… yet .

“What a perfect girl, taking his cock. Is he hitting all your little spots?” I ask, earning a frantic nod in response. She seems to love the way I’m talking her through it, so the harder his thrusts become, the softer I speak. “You’re breathtaking when you’re being fucked, Arden. So beautiful and sweet.”

“She’s a greedy whore,” Hawk grits out. “You should feel the way she’s choking me right now. It’s fucking pathetic how she can barely take a simple instruction without acting like a slut in heat.” He slaps her ass, making her cry out in a mix between pleasure and pain. “Arden, I swear to God if you come again, not even Jackson will be able to save you.”

I weave my fingers into her hair, rubbing my thumb along her cheek as he pounds into her. “You can do it. Let him use your pussy.” My dick is like stone, tenting the material of my basketball shorts, but I don’t fucking care. This is the hottest experience of my life, praising her on one end as she gets brutally fucked on the other. As much as I wondered if something like this could even work—or if either of us would get jealous—I can confidently say I have no problem watching him with her.

“I’m going to fill this tight hole,” he grunts from behind her, pistoning his hips relentlessly. “Tell Jackson how you love being my cumslut.”

Her eyes find mine, and I can tell she’s struggling to hold back her own release. Her expression is pleading, and it’s making me want to shove him away so I can make her feel better. But I don’t. Instead, I wait for her to give him what he asked for.

“I-I love being his cumslut,” she moans, her fists gripping the comforter tightly.

“I can’t wait to see how well you take his load, Princess,” I reply just as he thrusts one last time, finally emptying into her with a growl. I watch as he takes his pleasure, every muscle in his body contracting until he’s completely spent before sinking down and curling his chest over her back. He presses gentle kisses to the side of her neck and face, moving his lips to her ear and speaking much softer than normal.

“You did so good,” he praises. “I’m proud of you, baby.”

“Mmm,” she hums, her arms finally giving out so she’s resting on her elbows with her forehead pressed against the mattress. Hawk looks up at me, and we exchange a knowing glance, him asking me without words if I can take it from here. I nod, and he backs off the bed, quietly disappearing into his en suite bathroom. I have a sneaking suspicion he was ready and willing to provide aftercare but wanted to give Arden and me some time alone. I’m grateful for that, because while I know we should hold off on talking about everything we just said and did, I’m far from finished with her. I’ve waited too long for this.

“Come here,” I say, removing my shirt and lying on the mattress next to where she’s slumped over. Reaching under her arms, I lift her so she’s straddling my lap, the bare skin of our chests pressed together tightly as I rub soothing circles along her back. She hums contentedly, melting into me for several minutes until she’s fully recovered.

She lifts her head, pulling away just enough so that we’re able to look at each other. A million questions dance across her expression, all of which we’ll have to sort through, but it can wait. Right now, I need to do something I should’ve done a long fucking time ago.

Sliding my hand around the back of her neck, I coax her toward me. She comes willingly, finally giving me everything I’ve wanted for what feels like a lifetime as her soft lips press against mine. Fireworks explode behind my eyes, and I can’t stop the quiet whimper that leaves my body when she opens, plunging her tongue inside my waiting mouth as though she’s needed me just as badly as I’ve needed her. If I didn’t know it before, this definitely makes it all crystal clear—she’s everything I’ve ever dreamed of. I never have, and never will, feel this way about another woman. It’s always been her.

The kiss turns frantic, her hips moving along my erection as I swallow her desperate whines. I’m not surprised that she’s so wound up, considering Hawk just fucked her brains out and refused to let her come. She was close—I could see it in her eyes—but she obeyed his order. He may be okay with leaving her to suffer, but I’m not. I hear him moving behind the bathroom door, followed by the quiet whistle of the shower being turned on, so I know we have at least ten minutes—maybe more.

Lowering my hand between us, I press the tip of my middle finger to her swollen, sensitive clit. She gasps in response, and I break our connection, bringing my mouth to her ear so she can hear me speak. “Shh,” I warn. “He might hear you. Be a good girl and come quietly for me, okay?” She nods her head, and I slip back further, pushing two fingers into her wet heat. She’s dripping with Hawk’s release, and as surprised as I am by the revelation, it only turns me on more to feel how full she is. The urge to bury myself deep inside and give her a load of my own is almost overwhelming when she begins bouncing up and down, chasing her orgasm.

“That’s it. Make that good girl pussy come.” A shaky, flustered breath tumbles from her lips, and she changes tactics, grinding against my palm. Her inner muscles flutter around me as she works herself up, but I can tell she’s needy for so much more.

“Jacks,” she begs. “Please.”

“Please what , Princess?” I’m almost positive I know what she’s asking for, but I might die if I don’t hear her say the words. Fuck pissing Hawk off or going against his wishes. This is about me and Arden.

“I want you inside me.”

I exhale slowly. She has no idea how many times I’ve thought about that very thing, hating the fact that she could never be mine. Yet, here we are, and she’s saying words I couldn’t even fathom hearing before tonight.

“We don’t have to right now,” I whisper, pulling out of her warmth and ghosting my hands over her hips reassuringly. “I want you more than anything in this world, but I need to know we’re on the same page. This isn’t just sex for me.”

She shakes her head, her fingers coming up to run along my cheek. “Jackson, you can’t possibly think I haven’t had feelings for you since we were kids. I’ve always hoped you felt the same, but that wasn’t us.”

I lean into her touch, relief flooding over me like a warm wave. “I felt the same. I was chicken shit. By the time I worked up the nerve, our parents were already together. There were so many times I wanted to blurt it out, but I was scared.”

“I want this,” she says with a soft smile. “But before we do, I need you to know that I really care about Hawk.”

“Me too,” I reply, and as if we had summoned him, the door opens, and he enters the bedroom with a white towel wrapped around his waist. He steps up to his dresser, gathers some clothes, and walks over to where we’re lying on the bed before tipping Arden’s chin up so she’s looking at him.

“You’re fucking incredible,” he says, dropping a chaste kiss to her lips and standing to his full height. “Just so you both know, I’m okay with whatever happens here. I’m going to go for a run so you can have some time to yourselves. Text me if you need anything.” He winks at Arden before turning and leaving the room, and as fucking weird as all of this should be, it’s not. The woman he just fucked, and has very deep feelings for, is naked on top of me, and he’s leaving the condo so we can do the same, if that’s what she wants. It’s unconventional, for sure—but none of it feels wrong.

She turns my way, her eyes burning into mine. “Whatever this is…I want it all. It’s not just sex for me, either.”

I wrap my arms around her waist, turning us so I’m on top before leaning down and taking her lips in a passionate kiss. I’m caught somewhere between being desperate to get inside her and wanting to take my time. I finally decide that we can do slow and exploratory next round, because doing it now would only torture us both. She’s needy because Hawk didn’t let her come, and I want nothing more than to be the reason she does.

I reach down, shoving my shorts and boxer briefs over my thighs, never breaking our connection as I kick them off the side of the bed. The first slide of my erection through her cum-covered slit has me seeing stars, and I have to take a deep, slow breath just to stop myself from blowing before I even get a chance to feel her wrapped around me. I have no idea how I’ll last, but hopefully, I can find a way to get her off before I finish.

“Fuck, Princess,” I say on a harsh exhale. “How are you real?”

She giggles against my lips. “I’ve been right in front of you the whole time.”

Pulling back, I smooth a hand through her hair, thankful that we’re finally here. That we made it through all the bumps along our path, and now she’s under me, saying everything I’ve only wished to hear. No matter what happens, I’ll always remember this moment.

“Do you want me to use a condom?” I ask. I don’t want to assume that just because she let Hawk come inside her, she’d want me to. I’ve certainly been with my fair share of women, where he’s choosier because he doesn’t like to let people get close to him in any capacity. But I’ve never fucked without protection, and I hope Arden knows I wouldn’t put her at risk.

“I want you bare, if that’s what you want,” she replies. “I’m on birth control, and the only person I’ve been with in a long time just left the room, so it’s up to you. I trust you completely.”

“Me too,” I whisper, dropping my lips to hers as I line myself up and slowly push inside. Her inner walls grip me as though they were made for my cock, and I sink in further, burying myself to the hilt, doing my best to burn everything about the way she feels into my brain. Not that I could ever forget.

“Fuck, you feel so good. Are you okay?” I leisurely drag my heavy length out, carefully driving forward again as she nods in response.

“So good. Oh my God. Please go faster, Jacks. I’m dying.”

I chuckle, pulling her thigh over my hip and setting an even tempo so she’s getting what she needs. It isn’t long before her pussy is swelling and clenching, hugging my shaft so tightly, I can barely move.

“Such a sweet girl,” I say, lowering my hand to her clit and rubbing in tight circles. “Let that aching cunt come all over my cock. You’ll feel so much better once you do.”

Her head thrashes back and forth as her nails dig into the skin of my shoulders, and I pick up speed, knowing that she’s teetering on the edge of her orgasm. As good as it would feel to slow down and make this last, she’s been through enough, so I fuck into her like a man possessed as she moans in pleasure.

The leg wrapped around my waist begins to shake uncontrollably, and her back bows off the bed. Before I can ask what else she needs, her pussy clamps down, pulsing against me. A string of almost unintelligible curses falls from her beautiful lips, and it takes every ounce of self-control I have not to follow her. I’m right there, but there’s no way I’m coming if I don’t have her full attention.

“Look at me, Arden,” I plead. “I’m going to come inside you. Please fucking look at me.” Hearing the desperation in my voice, she fights her instincts and her eyes flutter open. It takes a few seconds, but eventually, she comes back to the present, smiling as her hands begin to ghost along my sides.

“I’m here,” she replies on a whisper. “Make me yours, Jackson.”

Those words are all I need to detonate, shooting hot ropes of cum into her gorgeous body. I grunt loudly, succumbing to the feeling of sheer bliss, knowing I’m emptying myself inside the only girl I’ve ever loved. I want to blurt out the words as I fall, but I’m happy that at least some part of my brain is working, because the timing isn’t right. Saying them now might diminish their meaning for her, and I need her to understand that it’s so much more than I can articulate—especially in this moment.

I pump my hips one last time, making sure I’ve given her every last drop before leaning forward and gently coasting my lips against hers in a barely-there, yet epically monumental gesture.

“Hi,” I say quietly, brushing a sweat-soaked strand of hair from her flushed cheek.

“Hi.” Her exhausted giggle is like music to my ears, making me drop my head forward in relief that she’s not immediately filled with regret. The last thing I want is for things to change or become awkward between us, so I’ll do whatever I can to make sure that doesn’t happen.

I lean back, slowly pulling my cock from her body and making her whimper in response. Looking down, I watch as a mixture of cum—mine, hers, and Hawk’s—drips down the skin between her pussy and asshole, feeling a rush of possessiveness at the sight. We made her ours, and I fucking love it.

“That’s… different, ” she says with an unsure expression painted across her face. I bark out a laugh, because she’s filled to the brim and making a mess all over herself. I imagine it’s probably not very comfortable.

“Come on.” I slide off the mattress, extending my hand for her to take and pulling her to her feet. She wobbles, so I wrap an arm around her waist, giving her support as she regains her bearings. “Let’s take a shower, then we can go downstairs and wait for Hawk to get back from his run.”

She pushes to her tiptoes, tilting her head back and pursing her lips as if she’s awaiting a kiss. She’s fucking adorable with her eyes closed, trusting she’ll get what she’s asking for. Of course, she will. Taking her cheeks in my hands, I give her what she wants before landing a gentle slap to her ass and making her jaw drop in faux exasperation.

“Let’s go, cumslut ,” I say with a cocky grin. “You’re dripping on his floor.”