"Shh, baby, let mommy take care of you," you whispered, your lips grazing over the shell of Jake's ear. "Don't gotta do a single thing. Just let mommy do all the work for her baby."
"Please, mommy, need you so bad," Jake whined, rutting his hips against yours. "Can't take it no more, please please please!"
"I got you, baby. I got you."
You sank down on his cock, gasping as he filled you. It was almost unfair, how Jake was basically the complete package. Cute face, killer bod. Cared about family, both of the biological variety and of the found family variety. Complete goofball. And a monster cock? It was like God was trying to smite you when he brought Jake into your life.
Your grip on his broad shoulders tightened, nails digging into his flesh, leaving little half-moon indentions in his pretty skin. "Shit, baby, fits just right," you groaned, rolling your hips. "Could just stay like this forever, keep your cock warm all day. You'd like that, wouldn't you? Take you wherever I go. Take you to the office and show everyone just how good of a boy you are."
"Show your stupid boss that I don't share with him."
"That's right, baby, you only share with Mick and Colin. But right now, I'm all yours." You pressed a soft kiss to his, moaning at the way they fit together so well. "Just wanna take care of my baby boy. Wanna make you feel so, so good."
You began to bounce on his cock, your eyes rolling back as his cock hit just the right spot with every stroke. God, you'd been needing this. Been needing the release only fucking a good cock could bring. Work was stressing you the hell out. Your boss had a big case coming up and was working you to the fucking bone while finding subtle ways to suggest you'd be better off with him every chance he got. Then add the new roommate situation?
Fuck the new roomate—but not the way you'd fuck your boys. Ransom fucking Drysdale was the fucking scum of the earth. Ever since he'd moved in, he'd taken every fucking opportunity to make jabs at your relationship with boys. Sometimes outright calling you the boys' whore, sometimes being more subtle in the way he tore down.
It made you want to kill Mickey. First, he hurt your Jake. Then, he invites an absolute fucking asshole to live with you. If you didn't love the man so much, you'd consider kicking him to the curb. But the fucker had a good heart, saw the good in people even if they didn't deserve it. Almost made you want to believe there was something good in Ransom. But that trust fund prick was grating on your every last nerve, seemingly determined to drive you over the edge in the worst ways possible.
"Mommy, more! Please, mommy, need you so bad!" Jake gasped, his big hands gripping your hips, his hips snapping up to meet yours.
"All yours, baby, all yours," you said. "Fuck, I'm boutta cum."
Before Jake could say anything, even think to tell you, you felt him reach his orgasm, thick ropes of cum filling you to the brim. "Sorry, mommy," he whimpered. "Didn't mean to cum without your permission."
"It's okay, baby," you assured him, reaching up to the scratch at his hair. "Ah, shit!"
Stars exploded in your vision, ecstasy washing over you in wave after wave after wave. You collapsed on Jake's chest, gasping as you tried to gain your bearings. Shit, you needed this. You needed this kind of release so bad.
"Did I do good, mommy?" Jake whispered.
"So good, baby. Made mommy so happy," you said, pressing a kiss to his neck. "Are you ready to sleep now? Did mommy wear you out?"
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Fanfictionliving with three party animals is hard enough. fucking three party animals is even harder. but throw a fourth asshole into the mix? and dealing with your boss who's all starry eyed for you? oh, lordy, that'd be a mess for anyone. but for you? that'...
