I wouldn’t say I was an expert at eating a girl out, but I knew the basics and made up for it with enthusiasm. And from the mewling noises Nova was making, and the way she was grinding against my face, enthusiasm was working. I sucked on her clit, thrusting two fingers inside her, and she rode me hard. Her hand was all but wedged inside her mouth now, and the other hand was tangled in my hair, holding me where she wanted me. I wanted nothing more than to stand up and fuck her against the wall, but this wasn’t the time or the place. No, first she’d come on my tongue, and then we’d get the hell out of here.
Pulling back, I looked at her beautiful fucking face, her head thrown back as my fingers curled inside her. “Come for me, Nova. I want to taste you gushing on my tongue.”
With that, I sucked her clit firmly between my lips. She slapped both hands over her mouth and screamed her release into them. She slumped back against the wall, and I laid my cheek on her thigh.
There was a soft round of applause from outside the cubicle. “Holy shit, dude! I don’t know who you are, but I swear to fucking god, I nearly came from that. Well done.” The words were slurred, and moments later, the door opened and closed.
I looked up at Nova’s shocked face. Neither of us had heard anyone enter the bathrooms. “Whoops?”
Her lips twitched, and that turned into a giggle, then full-blown laughter. She pulled me up her body and kissed me, despite the fact I still had her release smeared across my face. Helping her off the bench—and onto those heels that made me have all sorts of bad thoughts—I held her steady until she got her land legs back. I tugged down her dress, but didn’t give her back her underwear. They bulged in my pocket, and I briefly considered framing them. They were amazing, and so was my girl.
I wanted to tell her I loved her right then and there. Wanted to tell her that I’d been lost without her, and that I wanted her back home, in my bed, in my life. I wanted us to be a family. But I held my tongue. The bathroom of a nightclub wasn’t the place for grand declarations of love—and honestly, we weren’t there yet. I wanted her to come back to us, get comfortable with us again. I didn’t want her to think of my love as some kind of shackle that I was trying to tie her to me with.
I ran my fingers along the crease of her bare ass, unable to resist pushing it up and cupping those cheeks again. God, I was addicted to this woman. Maybe I could make her come on my hand one more time before we left this cubicle?
The door opened and closed again, someone standing at the urinal taking a piss longer than that of a racehorse, and we both laughed silently until he left. Without washing his hands. Fuck, people were gross.
“Come on, baby. Let’s get the guys and go home. I have a few more things I want to do to show you just how much I fucking missed you.”
Her eyes got soft, and she leaned in to kiss me again. “Let’s go.”
ChapterForty-Three
NOVA
We gota rideshare back to my apartment, the guys not arguing about coming back to my place instead of going home, where Rigby’s parents were watching Huey. Lorraine and Larry might like me, but that didn’t mean they’d approve of what was about to happen.
We stumbled out of the car and into my apartment. River grabbed my keys, as Devan grabbed me, pushing me against the wall beside my door. He kissed me hard, his hands snaking up the backs of my thighs to my ass, his groan reverberating in my mouth when he realized I wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Fuck…” he breathed, lifting one of my thighs until his fingers could brush my exposed pussy. I sucked in a gasp, and he groaned again. “Open the damn door, Cooper. I’m overdue to be inside our girl.”
Our girl. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to that.
River pushed the door open, and Devan picked me up, stepping me into the tiny apartment. I’d never been more glad that I’d moved the bed into the living room. Half a dozen long strides later, and Devan was dropping me to my feet so he could unzip the tight bodice of my dress. He stripped me out of my lingerie, until I was naked before him.
“Rigby? A little birdy told me that you liked to please our girl. Get on the fucking bed so she can ride your face.”
Already naked, Rigby raised an eyebrow, but he flopped down onto the bed, his grin wide and deliriously happy. He made grabby hands, and I squealed as River lifted me up and slid me down over Rigby’s face.
“Ride him, baby. Show him how much you’ve missed his tongue between your thighs,” Devan whispered in my ear, and I was helpless to resist. Rigby’s hands were on my hips, dragging me over his face, his tongue plunging inside me as his nose hit my clit.
Holy shit.
I murmured things that probably made no sense, telling him how I missed him, how no one tongue-fucked me like he did. The whole time, Devan and River stood beside me, also naked, stroking their already hard cocks.
I orgasmed hard, coming over Rigby’s face, but he didn’t stop, lapping up my release and flicking his tongue over my sensitive clit. Finally, someone took pity on his need to breathe, and I was lifted back onto the bed.
River pushed me backward until his huge body was wedged between my thighs, and his cock was grinding against my aching folds. I slid my hands up his back until I could bury them in his hair, and he kissed me like he’d never get the chance to do it again. It was a kiss full of both heartache and relief, so fucking tender it almost brought tears to my eyes. As his cock notched against my entrance, he pulled back, and I whimpered a little. I wanted him inside me.
I rolled my body upwards, pushing him just inside, and he growled down at me. Rolling us until I was on top, he looked up at me with more love than anyone could express with words. Hell, maybe I wasn’t ready for the words. But as I sank down on his cock, I knew he could read the same thing in my eyes. Well, until they rolled back in my head.
Devan appeared beside the bed, grabbing my chin and turning my face toward him and his thick cock. “Suck me, Nova. Show me how much you missed me.”
I didn’t argue, and River took control, holding my hips and slamming up into me as I slid Devan’s cock between my lips, sliding him deeper until he was hitting the back of my throat. He held my face in his hands, thrusting shallowly in and out of my mouth, groaning deeply every time I moaned around his dick.
“Fuck, this is like watching the best porn ever,” Rigby breathed from where he was still spread on the bed beside us, his hand stroking furiously.
Devan slid his eyes to him and smirked. “One day, we’ll work you up to taking all three of us at once—would you like that, baby?” His fingers stroked my cheeks roughly. “All of us inside you, fucking you together until you’re just sweaty, overheated flesh we can use for our enjoyment?”