“Is this the first time, Maggie? Is this the first time anyone’s touched you like this?” I rasp.
She nods, eyes closed, lips pressed together as I circle her clit. Her chest lifts and falls as she sucks in air, her hips moving instinctively with the rhythm of my finger.
“Gonna watch you come, baby,” I tell her, increasing my tempo and dipping my head to suckle hard on her nipple.
“Theo…I…I…oh, God!” she gasps, her back arching as she goes over the edge.
“Eyes on me, Maggie,” I demand.
Her eyes fly open, locking on mine as she rides the crest of her orgasm. Her juices bathe my hand, but I keep going, pulling every drop of pleasure from her body until she sags back into the mattress, breathing hard.
“Oh, wow,” she huffs, her cheeks turning bright red. She lifts her hands to her face, trying to hide her embarrassment.
“Don’t you dare,” I mutter, tugging her hands back down. “Don’t hide, Maggie. That was beautiful.”
“God, what’s wrong with me?” she asks on a moan, a note of self-disgust in her voice. “I get goosebumps when Noah touches me, I kissed Tanner this morning, and now this. I’m a slut, like my mom.”
“Stop that,” I say firmly, hating that she’s turning something wonderful into something shameful. I tug her against me, wrapping my arms around her. “You’re nothing like your mom. You don’t treat people like they’re nothing, for a start. You’re kind, and caring, and strong. You’re beautiful inside and out. There’s no shame in wanting all three of us, Maggie, because, believe me, the feeling is mutual. You’ve been here less than two days, and I think we’re already a little bit in love with you.”
Maggie looks up at me, her eyes searching my face. “But… isn’t it wrong? To want all three of you?”
I shrug. “Why? Because society says you should only love one person at a time? Things aren’t always that cut-and-dried.”
She bites her lip. “Have you…has this happened to you before?”
“I’m not gonna lie to you, Maggie. Tanner and I have shared women before, but this—” I pause, trying to put my feelings into words without sounding corny. “This is different. You’re different. I’ve never met anyone like you before. And I know that goes for Tanner and Noah, too.”
“You said you and Tanner have shared women. Not Noah?” she asks curiously, her fingers playing idly with a button on my t-shirt.
“No, but that’s Noah’s story to tell,” I say with a smile. I smooth my hands through her hair, pulling back to look at her. “Everything’s in your court, Maggie. This can be whatever you want it to be. No pressure. No expectations. No choosing. No guilt.” I bend my head, giving her a lingering kiss. Her mouth follows mine as I pull away.
“Thank you,” she says quietly.
Her deep blue eyes are fixed on mine, and I swear my heart throbs an extra beat. “For what?”
“For showing me what real pleasure is and not making me feel cheap.”
I swallow hard. Fuck, her mom has done a number on this precious woman. “I should be thanking you. I feel like a fucking hero right now. I’ll always be the first man who made you come with my hands. Better than any Grammy,” I grin.
“I don’t think so!” she snorts. “But, thanks.”
I plant another kiss on her soft lips before hopping from the bed. “Don’t overthink things, slugger. Get some sleep. We can talk more tomorrow.”
“Okay.” Maggie gives me a sweet smile as I force myself to leave the room, my cock leading the way.