Two Jocks Next Door: A Bad Boy MFM Romance Page 3

  “I’ll get it,” Connor eagerly says. He parts the crowd on his way to the kitchen.

  Tracey-Ann sits down on one of the staircase’s bottom steps. “You guys were awesome tonight.”

  I settle next to her. Our hips brush and need shoots through me. My dick strains against my jeans, screaming to be let out. I rack my head in an effort to get my thoughts together.

  “I wouldn’t have guessed you went to football games.”

  She shrugs. “Not, uh, not usually.” She stops like she doesn’t want to go on.

  “Tell me.”

  “I didn’t understand half of what was going on. This was my first game.”

  I lower my face and push it closer to hers. “There’s a first time for everything.”

  Her chest swells. “Yeah,” she croaks. “There is. I still know you guys did, great. You won.”

  A sweet and spicy perfume hits my nostrils. My mouth starts to salivate. What does her tongue taste like? Her pussy?

  I’ve been purposely not thinking about these things. Doing that would just drive me crazy. Knowing I’m about to get full rights to her body frees me up to indulge in these fantasies. No blue balls for me tonight.

  I hate that Connor got to kiss Tracey-Ann and I didn’t. For three weeks, he’s known what her lips feel like.

  But soon I’ll know how each inch of her feels.

  “One beer.” Connor hands Tracey-Ann her drink and stands a few steps below us to lean against the wall. He takes a gulp from his cup.

  Tracey-Ann cradles the beer in her hands. “I was just telling Kade you guys were awesome tonight.”

  “Oh yeah? You liked what you saw?”

  I roll my eyes. Connor’s pickup lines are pathetic. It doesn’t matter that they work anyway. He could recite the alphabet and girls’ panties would drop. It’s all basic. They like his smile and muscles.

  “Let’s go upstairs,” I say. “We’ll have privacy in my room.”

  I take Tracey-Ann’s hand. Her eyes connect with my face, and she watches me as I pull her to standing. There’s a trust there, a kind of surrender. It makes my desire increase like crazy. My hands pulse and my nerves jump. Tracey-Ann is just begging to be claimed.

  And she’s come to the right place.

  5

  Connor

  I waddle my way down the hall. At least that's how it feels. My dick is rock hard and chafing against my pants. I resist the urge to adjust myself and lead the way to Kade's bedroom.

  Best… day… ever.

  It’s two wins in one night. I couldn’t get any luckier.

  Adrenaline surges through me. The night Kade and I shared that one girl comes back. Having one woman between us made us into kings. It took us to a high-ranking level I can’t explain.

  And now it’s going to happen again.

  Kade closes the door behind us. We stand in the middle of the room. Music shakes the floor, but the party shouts from below sound small and far away. The three of us are in a whole different world.

  Tracey-Ann fingers her braid and smiles tightly. She gulps, showing off how nervous she is.

  “Don’t worry,” I tell her. I take her beer and set it on Kade’s desk. “We do everything right.”

  Tracey-Ann’s lips purse slightly, and her lashes flutter. She’s already overcome with need and we haven’t touched her yet.

  Kade steps up behind her and pushes her braided ponytail away from the back of her neck. “That’s right,” he murmurs. He buries his face into the crook of her shoulder. She sighs in pleasure and drops her head to the side.

  I lift her chin with two fingers. Her eyes pop back open as my lips crash against hers. The beer is there, as well as the original taste she had the time we kissed weeks ago. She’s satin smooth. Each push of her lips against mine sends a bolt of electricity down into my cock.

  Her lips open more, her jaw nearly unhinging to let my tongue in. I wrap my hands around her waist and curl my fingers into her sweater.

  “Too many clothes,” Kade murmurs while he tugs at her coat.

  Her jacket falls to the ground. I stop kissing to fold up her sweater. It slips over her head to reveal a pink lace bra.

  “Christ,” Kade says.

  I trace my fingers across Tracey-Ann’s smooth stomach. Her tits heave underneath the bra cups. They’re small but round and perky. Each of them will fit perfectly in one of my hands.

  Kade pushes the strap off her left shoulder and nips her there. She sighs in pleasure and falls against him. His hands wrap around her hips and pull her closer. She’s tight against him, trapped and contained.

  I finger the top of her bra cups, taking my time and teasing her. Cleavage heaves under my hands. I push the top of the bra down. Tracey-Ann’s boobs spill over the bra’s wire. Two deep pink nipples stare me down. I rub my thumbs over them. They turn pebble hard and shoot out heat.

  Kade pushes the tips of his fingers beneath the waist of her pants and sucks at her neck. I bend down and swallow a nipple. It grazes my teeth and pokes at my tongue. Sucking hard, I find the meat around the nipples. I tug and twist, enjoying the boob play probably as much as Tracey-Ann is.

  “The bed,” Kade says.

  I break away from her tits. Kade wraps his arms around her waist and lifts her. He walks her over to the bed and sets her on the bottom of it. Two brown eyes gaze up at us, waiting to hear what’s next.

  Kade edges between her legs and gently pushes her down. He climbs onto the bed above her and pulls her all the way onto the mattress.

  Blood thrums in my ears and in my cock. I kick my shoes off and rip off my shirt and pants. My dick tents my boxers, ready to slip between her legs, bury into her and take what it needs.

  Kade undoes Tracey-Ann’s bra the rest of the way and throws it on the floor. I pull her boots off and unbutton her jeans. The fabric clings to her legs, making it hard to pull off. I tug hard and get the pants and her socks off, leaving just her pink panties on.

  I pause and soak in the sexy girl between Kade and me. Goosebumps cover her stomach and grapefruit breasts. Her thighs quiver and a wet spot forms at the base of her panties.

  Still sitting above her, Kade twists her nipples. Tracey-Ann’s eyes squint shut, and her mouth opens in a silent yell.

  I stroke the base of my dick through my boxers. It shakes like Tracey-Ann's thighs. Easing down next to her, Kade takes a breast in his mouth. Her cleavage stretches as he pulls it between his teeth. A cry leaves her. I settle onto my knees and push Tracey-Ann’s thighs open further. Her pussy’s aroma flies out and covers my face. I slowly stroke her mound through the panties. Her hips arch and a fresh gush of wetness soaks the fabric.

  I find her clit through the underwear and gently pinch it. Tracey-Ann cries out a primal sound. I grin to myself. I knew she’d be vocal. It’s always been the unassumingly subdued ones who make the most noise behind closed doors. The panties bunch in my fingers. I twist them tighter, making the lace cut into her skin. I slip the underwear down her legs and over her feet. Freed at last, her legs eagerly open wider.

  I cup her ass cheeks and stretch them. Her pink slit exposes itself to me, a glistening gold mine. I touch just the tip of my tongue against my clit. Tracey-Ann responds favorably by letting out another moan. I get to work making languid circles around her tight pearl.

  Her swollen lips push against my chin. I dig my nails into her ass and suck hard. Labored exhales cut through each cry and her pelvis pushes against my mouth.

  Her thighs tremor. I pick up the pace, and in no time, she explodes. Legs lock around my neck and hold my head tight in place. I keep sucking until the shakes subside.

  Chuckling, I disentangle myself from Tracey-Ann’s legs and stand up. Her cheeks are pepper red and her hands clutch at the bedspread. She watches me, the same trusting and passive look on her face.

  Kade leaves her tits to stand and undress. His clothes fly across the room while I make quick work of my boxers.

  I jump onto the bed next to Tracey-
Ann. My thigh smacks against the mattress. Her eyes fall on my dick and her pink tongue flicks against her lips.

  I lightly stroke my length. “Touch it.”

  She gulps but doesn’t pause. Rolling onto her side, she faces me and takes her hand down across my chest. Delicate fingers roll over my pecs and abs. They skim over my dick, which jerks from the touch.

  Kade lays himself sideways on the bed behind her. His hand comes around her waist and smooths over her stomach. Between her full thighs, it pushes. Tracey-Ann lifts her leg to allow him better access. He drives a finger right into her. Her eyes close in rapture and her grip tightens on my dick.

  Kade fingers her fast, driving up into her with real force. Tracey-Ann strokes my dick from base to tip. Pleasure warps my head and body. I tweak her raw nipples and smash my mouth into hers.

  Tracey-Ann’s frenzied cries hit my teeth. I swallow them down and pinch her harder. My dick jumps around in her hands. Her touch is damn amazing. I’m losing my mind.

  I force myself to pull away from her. I hustle over to the bedside table where I know Kade keeps condoms. Pulling one out, I rip open the packaging and roll it over my shaft.

  Kade takes his fingers out of Tracey-Ann and gets onto his knees. Cupping the base of his dick, he nudges its tip against her lips. She opens her mouth wide to welcome his girth. Deep into her mouth he pushes. A thick gurgle leaves her throat as she gags.

  Desire nearly knocks me over. Seeing Tracey-Ann completely subdued, completely ours, is nearly enough to make me go insane.

  Kade slowly fucks her mouth. She chokes on his dick but doesn't push him away. Instead, she accepts everything he gives her.

  Gripping my dick, I climb back to my spot between Tracey-Ann’s open legs. Her soaking pussy lips beg me to spread them. I oblige, stretching them wide with two fingers.

  I coax my bulging tip into her channel. Her walls wrap around my width. It’s pure ecstasy. I close my eyes and toss my head back while I bury my whole cock in her.

  I peek between my lids to take in Tracey-Ann's expression. Her mouth stretched to maximum capacity, she sucks heartily at Kade's dick. With her eyes closed her dark lashes rest against her cheekbones.

  I pull out almost all the way and thrust slowly back inside. A muffled groan meets the action.

  Hooking her knees in my hands, I slowly fuck her. Muscles expand and contract around my length. Each pulse takes me to a better place.

  Kade digs his hand into the top of her head and holds her in place. I wait for her to push him away and tell him two dicks in her at once is too much, but it doesn’t happen. She slurps at him and arches her hips up at me. She’s a champ, a professional without real experience.

  I fold her legs towards her stomach and drive deeper into her. Her rough patch glides against the top of my dick. It swells with pleasure. Walls tighten and tense. I let loose and fuck her with real speed. Her body thrashes and her head twists. Kade’s dick slips out of her mouth. She moans deep and long.

  She comes around my length, her pussy holding onto me like it’s for dear life.

  Kade strokes his length and grunts. Wet beads of cum fly out of him and land across Tracey-Ann’s neck and tits. Pleasure flies through me, and I burst into her. Leaning down into her folded legs, I shoot my load. My head explodes and my vision blurs. My thighs shaking with exhaustion, I draw out of Tracey-Ann and collapse onto the bed next to her. The musty smell of sweat fills the room. The bed bounces as Kade throws himself down onto the mattress.

  Our three hectic breathing patterns blend together. I run my palms over my face and steady my inhales. Residuals of my orgasm run through me, making my toes and fingers tremble.

  I peek over at Tracey-Ann. Feeling my gaze on her, she turns onto her side to face me. Her hands fold under her head, making her look strangely innocent.

  “Good, huh?” I grin.

  She bites her bottom lip and shrugs.

  My stomach knots. “What?”

  “Yeah, I don’t know… I mean, it was my first time with two guys. How do I know it can’t be a lot better?”

  I stare at her. “You’re kidding me.” My tone is flat and accusing, but I can’t help it. No way is this girl shooting down the awesome fuck we just gave her.

  Kade sits up and glances my way. He gives a rare but short chuckle. “Relax. She’s kidding.”

  “Huh?”

  Tracey-Ann grins wide. Her eyes devilishly flash. “I’m joking, Connor. It was amazing.”

  A relieved exhale sweeps out of me. “Shit. Don’t do that.”

  Kade snickers. “Looks like you’ve found someone who can beat you at your own game.”

  “It’s about time.”

  6

  Tracey-Ann

  I stare at the wide screen in front of the classroom. Professor Graham clicks to another slide show on Kabuki theater and says something that might be in English and might be in an alien language. I don’t know because I hear next to none of it.

  We went over the ins and outs of classical Japanese dance-drama in my high school Theater class. I’ve got a pretty good memory for history and don’t really need a refreshing.

  But I do need to get my facts straight around other things.

  The threesome with Connor and Kade has been in the back of my mind every waking second for the last week. The last three nights have been full of dreams about them.

  I knew I would like hooking up with them, but I didn’t know I’d like it this much.

  I haven’t seen either one of them since the night at the frat house but they’ve been all I can think about.

  They gave me no promise for a second time. I’m probably just torturing myself by sitting around thinking about the two of them. For all I know they were on to the next girl ten minutes after I left their house.

  I twist my pen in my fingers and look down at my sparse notes. Or maybe they’ve been thinking about me too. Not in any romantic way. I know nothing like that is happening between us.

  But maybe they’d be open to getting up together again. It’s a crime that the best sex I’ve ever had should be a one-time thing.

  The students around me start to rise. The class must be over. I scoop up my stuff and follow the line out the door.

  I never thought I’d find myself having casual sex. I’m not against it. I’ve just never found myself in the right position. I mean, it’s not like I’ve been roaming around campus looking for guys to bang. Talking to them is hard enough.

  I swallow down the nervous lump forming in my throat as I weave through the hallway. Maybe I’m doing this all wrong. Is it right to feel so… addicted from one evening with two guys?

  I need answers, but I’m not calling my mom up and I’m not asking Google.

  I rush back to my dorm room at a near jog. The pace warms my blood up and helps keep the barrage of questions at bay.

  I throw myself into my room and slam the door. Lily looks up at me from her bed. She's cross-legged in front of her computer with her giant headphones on.

  “Who’s chasing you?” she asks.

  “My horny self.”

  Her eyes go wide. She pulls her headphones down to her neck and closes her computer. “Do tell, because that sounds awful. What do you plan to do once it catches you?”

  I drop my backpack and sit on my bed across from her. My heart rate picks up. I don't know why, but I'm nervous about telling her about what's happened. I'm not ashamed, exactly, I'm just… uncertain.

  I thought hooking up with Connor and Kade would be simple. I thought I would know what it meant, but it's turning out to be pretty complicated. It would be easier if I was confidently nonchalant about it all, but I'm not. One taste of those guys and I'm like a sugar-addicted fiend.

  “You remember Connor and Kade?”

  She rolls her eyes. “The right question would be will I ever forget them.”

  I spit it out. “I had sex with them.”

  Her eyes nearly pop out of your face. “You’re lying.”

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nbsp; “I’m not.”

  “Seriously?”

  “Seriously.”

  “You’re talking sex with them both at the same time? Two men and one woman?”

  “You heard it here first.”

  She covers her mouth. “What? Just now?”

  “No. About a week ago.”

  Her shoulders slump. “And you didn’t tell me?”

  “It’s complicated,” I squeal.

  “Is it? Don’t they just ram you at once? One dick in one hole each? It sounds pretty simple to me.” Her eyes sparkle. She’s absolutely loving this. “I’m still not sure I believe you. You were terrified at the party...”

  “I know, I know. But I ran into them again and Kade gave me his number.” My words tumble out of my mouth at warp speed. “And I thought about it and, I don’t know, I kind of thought why not? It had been almost two years since I had sex...”

  Lily interrupts. “Really? That long?”

  “Yes. I told you.”

  “Ugh.” She wrinkles her nose. “I guess that information was painful enough I needed to force myself to forget it. Seriously, Trace. You’re not supposed to go that long without sex at your age. It’s not good for you.”

  “It’s not like I was trying to.”

  “But you weren’t trying not to.”

  I frown. “We’re getting off topic. Listen. I forgot how good sex is.”

  She waggles her eyebrows. “You won’t be forgetting anymore.”

  “Yes, I will. It was a one-time thing."

  She clucks. “How do you know?”

  “Because we didn't talk about getting up again. And they made it fairly clear. It's just not something they do."

  “Oh.” She shrugs. “If you want to do it again just tell them. The worst that can happen is they say no.”

  My stomach curdles at the thought of Connor and Kade turning me down. “Ow.”

  She leans forward on her knees. “Give me details.”

  “Ugh!" I cover my face and fall backward onto the bed. “I’m not giving you explicit details.”