Love Me

Chapter Five

“What the fuck are you doing?” Gavin stared in stunned incredulity at the two women on the bed.

Melina was laying there with Kylie’s cousin, both of them naked from the waist up, jean-clad legs twined around each other, kissing like crazy in a heated clinch. Holy fucking shit. Melina and Abby wrenched apart at his words and stared back at him.

His cock hardened painfully in his jeans and he almost put a hand down to it. “Jesus,” he muttered. He shook his head, but couldn’t drag his eyes away from the scene on the bed. Melina’s long blonde hair was mussed and her eye makeup was smudged under her big eyes, round with apprehension. Abby’s hair, too, was just-out-of-bed tousled, both their lips shiny and swollen. He almost groaned aloud.

He should be pissed off, he supposed. After all, Melina was cheating on him. With another woman. But he was so fucking turned on he could have drilled wood with his dick.

“Gavin,” Melina said. Uh, yeah, that was him. Her eyes flicked nervously to Abby. “Um…”

Nobody seemed to know what to say and the silence in the room dragged on painfully. Then Gavin became aware of voices in the hall and he shoved the bedroom door shut behind him, plunging them back into darkness. His eyes had to adjust to the dim lighting and he took a step toward the bed.

“Melina, what are you doing?” he asked again, his voice gritty like sand. What a goddamn stupid question that was. It was pretty clear what she was doing.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, moving out of Abby’s embrace, and strangely, covering her breasts with her arms. Christ, they lived together. He’d seen her gorgeous tits a million times. He watched her swallow hard, lick her lips.

“This is all my fault,” Abby said, sitting up, but not making any move to cover her chest. Gavin tried, he really did, but he couldn’t stop his eyes from flicking over her torso. In the back of his mind, “small but nice” registered vaguely. He jerked his eyes back to Melina’s face. “It’s kind of a funny story.”

He lifted a brow and looked at Abby, forcing himself to look no lower than her chin. “Oh yeah?” If she’d been a guy, he’d be hauling her ass off that bed and shoving his fist into her nose. He blinked, waited.

Abby grinned. “Melina and I were talking and she was telling me how she’s been feeling lately and I had the idea that she should try to make you a little jealous. Just to…you know…make you realize what a hot, gorgeous chick she is.”

He blinked again. “I know what a hot, gorgeous chick she is,” he protested. Wait a minute. He looked at Melina. “You were trying to make me jealous?” Both brows shot up.

She nodded, looking embarrassed, miserable, absolutely adorable and utterly fuckable. He adjusted his stance to accommodate the hard-on growing in his pants. “There were no guys around to flirt with.”

“So I volunteered,” Abby said cheerfully.

“Hold on,” Gavin ground out. “This is not flirting.” He threw a hand out toward them. “This is way past flirting.”

“Things got a little…uh…carried way,” Melina said in a small voice.

Gavin gave his head a shake in an attempt to clear it. It didn’t work. “I…” He stopped. “You…Melina.”

“I know.” She pulled her bottom lip in. “I’m sorry.”

“Hey,” Abby said softly. “You know what, Mel?” She glanced sideways at Gavin. “I don’t think Gavin’s mad. I think he’s turned on.”

He scowled and willed his hard-on to go away. It didn’t. Melina stared at him, Abby smiled. “So?” he growled.

“So,” Abby said, tipping her head. “Why don’t you join us?”

His eyes almost fell out of his head. “You must be joking.”

She shook her head, still smiling, eyes sparkling. “Melina was being very um…brave and…adventurous. Maybe you should, too.”

Melina’s eyes were huge in her small face, moving from Gavin to Abby and back again. “Abby…”

Abby turned to Melina and her smile softened. “Would you want to do that? Remember…what we talked about...trying new things?” Melina nodded uncertainly, nibbled her bottom lip. Jesus Christ. Melina wanted a threesome? His Melina?

Was there a full moon tonight? Because the world had gone insane, apparently. Off-the-charts looney.

“Gavin…” He met her eyes. She slid her legs over the side of the bed and stood up, no longer trying to cover herself. She came toward him, put her hands on his chest. Oh, man. She was sexy as hell. This was fucking bizarre. “I feel like you’re not interested in me any more. Every time I try to get your attention, you…fall asleep…or…you’d rather…um…do it yourself.”

He shook his head. “That’s ridiculous. Of course I’m still interested.”

“But, that’s how I feel,” she insisted, looking near tears, and his heart squeezed. Christ, he loved her. He’d do anything for her. Even a three-way if that’s what she wanted.

Who was he kidding? This was no hardship. In fact, it was one of his fondest fantasies. He put his hands on her small bare shoulders and squeezed gently. “I’ll do anything you want,” he said in a low voice. Her hand slipped down, over his stomach, to the throbbing bulge in his jeans.

“You want to,” she whispered, squeezing him. Ah, God.

“Yeah.” His voice was raspy.

“This turns you on, doesn’t it? Like Abby said.”

“Yeah.” He closed his eyes briefly.

“Well, then, let’s do it.”

She led Gavin back to the bed where Abby sat waiting, wide-eyed, a faint smile on her lips.

“Do you want to watch?” Abby asked him, her voice soft.

“Uh…” He almost groaned. “Sure.”

“But first…kiss me,” Melina said, leaning into him. He took her mouth, in a long, slow kiss. “I love you,” she whispered against his lips. She drew back, her eyes questioning.

“I love you too, baby,” he murmured. She smiled and turned to the other woman.

Abby drew Melina back down onto the bed beside her and Gavin’s legs gave out. He sank down onto the side of the bed, scooted down so he leaned against the footboard, eyes glued to the two girls.

Melina licked her lips, then turned her face to Abby and they kissed. And Gavin almost came in his pants right then and there. This time he had to press a hand there.

The kiss deepened, their arms wrapped around each other and they rolled on the bed together, their naked breasts pressed together. When their mouths drew apart, they started touching each other’s breasts, with pretty little moans and sighs. If possible, Gavin got even harder, hand pressed to his crotch.

Abby noticed him and lifted her head, her pouty mouth gleaming wetly. “Go ahead,” she told him. “Take it out. Touch yourself.”

He shook his head, but the temptation was too great, and he unzipped his fly. His cock practically jumped out of his pants, hot, hard and thick, and he fisted it. His whole body taut and buzzing, he avidly took in the erotic show in front of him. His thighs tensed and his balls tightened.

“Should we get all the way naked?” Abby whispered to Melina.

“Okay.” They moved apart to wriggle out of their jeans, Melina’s breasts bouncing and quivering, then sat there clad only in panties. Melina’s were the little candy-apple red thong he liked so much. Abby wore little pale blue lace boy shorts. Abby’s eyes were on his cock with interest.

“Nice,” she murmured. What was with her? Was she gay? Bi? Did she want him, too? Holy shit. He tugged harder on his swollen cock.

“Yeah,” Melina agreed softly, meeting his eyes with a little smile and nod. He licked his lips.

Then his cock surged again as Abby reached between Melina’s legs to cup her sex. “Oh yeah,” she purred. “You’re wet. Your panties are soaked, honey.”

“I know,” Melina moaned, arching into her hand. She fell back onto the pillows, her pelvis lifting off the bed at Abby’s touch. Abby stroked her, rubbed the silky fabric, and Melina groaned, rolled her hips needily. He wanted to touch her, too, feel how wet she was. She got so wet, sometimes. He pumped harder, swallowed a deep groan.

“Should I make you come?” Abby whispered, her fingers busy between Melina’s legs.

“God, yes,” Melina begged. “Yes.” She lifted her hips again, closed her eyes, bit her lip and a moment later her whole body was wracked with convulsions. Her hands clenched in the soft duvet and she cried out.

“Beautiful,” Abby breathed. She bent down and Gavin’s eyes went wide as she pressed a kiss to the silky red triangle. He blinked as she sat up and then, God, he felt the pressure peaking.

“Ah Christ,” he muttered. “Ah…” His heart stopped and he came in hard, pulsing jerks, hot semen spilling over his hands.

“God,” he gasped. “Sorry, sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” Melina said, crawling on her hands and knees over to him. She bent her head and started to lick him.

“Want help?” Abby whispered, coming up beside her. She put one hand on Melina’s back in a tender gesture, and Gavin almost went blind as she, too, bent her head and started licking his cock and his hands. They both lapped up his come, and by the time they were done, they lapped at each other, too, Abby licking Melina’s lips, their tongues coming out and touching, and he was hard again. Painfully hard.

They sat back on their heels before him. “Now what?” Melina whispered, letting Abby take the lead.

“I’m the only one who hasn’t come,” she said with a little smile. “Make me come, Mel.”

Melina’s cheeks grew pink, but she nodded and Gavin blew out a long breath. Jesus. Abby lay back down and, biting her lower lip, Melina tugged Abby’s panties down over her legs. When they snagged on one foot, Gavin reached out to help. She flashed him a smile, then turned back to Abby’s pussy. Abby opened her thighs and Melina just stared. Gavin was fascinated just watching Melina, but he had to sneak a peek at Abby, too. Melina’s fingers stroked through a small triangle of chestnut curls, then lower into smooth dark-pink folds. His cock twitched hard at the sight.

His attention returned to Melina, who was stroking her fingers through Abby’s folds, spreading her slick moisture over the smooth pink flesh. “I can’t do it this way,” she said with a breathless little laugh. “I’m used to touching myself…”

“Use your mouth,” Abby invited softly.

“Oh.” Slowly she bent forward, and then Melina—his Melina—had her face buried in another girl’s pussy. Well, not buried. At first, she was tentative, kissing Abby’s smooth mound, her clit, then licking with small flicks of her tongue. “Yeah,” Abby moaned. “Oh, yeah. Harder, honey.”

Then Melina leaned right in, her tongue licking long and hard, plunging inside Abby as Abby’s hips rose up. “God,” Melina gasped, lifting her head briefly. “I can’t believe this.”

“Believe it, baby,” Abby moaned. “Don’t stop. I’m so close.”

Melina leaned in again, licking and sucking. Gavin couldn’t help it, he had to touch, so he reached out and put a hand on Melina’s smooth back. She made a little movement, as if acknowledging his touch, and he kept his hand there, stroking softly. And then Abby was shaking and crying out, hips off the bed, and Melina pressed her face into her cunt, apparently sucking hard on her clit.

“God, that was unbelievable!” Abby cried a long moment later. Melina sat back, turned to look at Gavin, looking shocked.

“Gavin…” She crawled into his arms.

“Are you okay, baby?” He peered down into her face with concern. Had she gone too far?

What was he thinking? All of this was too far. It was beyond belief.

“I’m okay,” she said, shaking a little. “I can’t believe I did that.”

Abby lifted her head, looking a little dazed. “It’s okay, Melina,” she said softly. “You did good.”

Melina nodded, swallowed, snuggled into Gavin’s arms. “It was good,” she said wonderingly. “I didn’t think I’d like it. Didn’t think I’d like the taste…but it was good.” She licked her lips and Gavin’s cock throbbed again, so hard he hurt.

“Looks like Gavin needs another turn,” Abby said with a throaty laugh and Melina drew back, smiled up at him.

“What do you want?” she asked him seductively.

He knew exactly what he wanted. He wanted to fuck her brains out. Abby could stay and watch, or leave, he could care less, but he had to be inside Melina, like, five minutes ago.

“Wanna fuck you, baby,” he groaned. “Wanna fuck you so hard.”

“Oh.” She let out a moan at his words. “I want that too. Fuck me, Gav.”

Abby rolled to one side, propped her head up on one hand. “Now I get to watch.”

Melina looked at Gavin, who nodded. “Yeah,” he said gruffly. “Watch us.”

Melina looked dazed, aroused, overwhelmed, as she lay down. Gavin slid off the bed and divested himself of his jeans, underwear, socks and T-shirt in record time, fully aware of Abby’s admiring gaze on him as he stripped. His cock was swollen and dripping and her eyes on him only fueled the arousal that surged within him. He took himself in hand and stroked, one, two, three times, felt himself grow impossibly larger. A groan escaped him and his climbed back onto the bed and between Melina’s legs.

Abby was playing with Melina’s nipples, making her writhe with pleasure. He parted her legs with his hands, and studied her. Her lips were smaller than Abby’s, just as smooth, pretty and pink and completely bare. He liked that. He could smell her arousal and watched in cock-hardening amazement as pale fluid oozed out of her and slowly dripped to the bed. God, she was that wet. Unable to resist, he bent his head and licked her there, long slow licks up and down.

“Gavin,” she moaned.

“I know, sweet stuff,” he said. “I want inside you. I just had to taste you. You’re so damn sweet.”

Then he moved over her and Abby scooted to the side. He knew she was there, felt her watching, but at that moment it was all about Melina and being inside her, claiming her. She was his, dammit, whatever this fooling around was didn’t mean anything different.

He took his cock in hand again, slid the head through her wetness, slicked it up and down her slit, found her entrance and pushed in. She was tight, but so wet and hot, clinging to him like a sucking mouth. A rough sound came from deep inside him and he closed his eyes as sensation exploded in his bloodstream. He thrust hard into her, making her cry out and he came down onto her, on his elbows, his hands on either side of her face. He dragged out of her clinging wet heat, slammed back in, her small body taking him deep. He was usually more careful with her, because she was so much smaller than him, but he was lost, out of control, out of his mind, his skin tingling, balls tightening so high and hard, smacking against her pussy with every thrust.

“Gavin,” she whispered, her small hands coming up to grab his ass. She was pulling him in even harder, fingernails biting into his skin. Christ, he loved it, loved her. He pressed a hard kiss to her mouth, tongue thrusting inside her like his cock was lower, biting her lips, his breathing harsh.

“I love you, Mel,” he growled and then he came, painfully hard, holding himself in her as he pulsed in hot spasms. And she came, too, again, beautifully, crying out, lifting herself to grind against him, her vagina rippling around him, milking him. “Ah Christ.”

He kissed her again, long and hard, until they were so breathless they had to stop. He collapsed over her, holding his weight on his elbows, dragging in deep breaths.

Only when he went to roll to her side, to pull her in for a cuddle as he always did, did he remember Abby watching them.

Her hand was between her legs, rubbing herself and he was shocked as she too came, just from watching them. She cried out softly, eyes falling closed, body twitching, her hand going still between her legs. Gavin looked back at Melina, who watched too, with obvious fascination. Would she be pissed that he’d watched that?

But no. She turned her eyes to him and smiled slowly. “Wow,” she whispered.

Wow was right. What a night. He collapsed between the two women, all of them spent from a couple of orgasms each, limp and sated.

Until the door opened again, a narrow shaft of light widening, wider and again. “Jesus Christ!” It was Duncan.

Melina cringed. Oh dear God. She risked a look at Duncan from behind squeezed-shut eyelids. He was standing there, one hand on the door knob, his chin practically on the floor, eyes wide.

“Hey, buddy,” Gavin said, pushing up on one elbow. “What’s happening?”

Duncan appeared to be speechless. Giving Melina a glance of amusement, Gavin said, “You wanna shut the door, maybe?”

“Uh…yeah.” And Duncan backed out of the room, the door snicking shut behind him. Gavin met Melina’s eyes and they both started laughing. Abby too giggled.

“Did you see the look on his face?” Abby chortled. The three of them fell back on the bed. Melina looked up at the ceiling, still smiling, as Gavin took her hand in his. God, this was unbelievable. And Gavin was okay with it, apparently. Not mad at her, or horrified or disgusted.

Although God knew he could be. Maybe should be. Maybe Melina herself should be disgusted at her behavior. But nobody had been hurt, and all three of them had taken pleasure—hell, a lot of pleasure—from what they’d done.

“We should go back to the party,” Gavin murmured a long moment later. They were all lazy and sated.

“Yeah.” Melina was the first to roll off the bed and start searching for her clothes.

When they were dressed, Abby stopped at the door and turned back to face them. “Thanks, Mel,” she said softly. “I know that wasn’t your usual thing, but it was fun.”

Melina smiled. “I’ll probably never do it again. Thanks for making it okay.”

Thankfully, no one was in the hall as the three of them left the bedroom together. Melina ran her hands through her long hair to try to smooth it. “You look fine,” Gavin said in her ear. He put his hands on her waist as he followed her down the stairs. “Maybe we should go home now.”

She looked at him over her shoulder. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”