Honey

What if I don't want to stop?

After dinner Lex and I went home to pick up some clothes, I'd let mum know that we were having a 'sleepover' and that she'd pick Lex up early tomorrow morning. 

As Lex said goodnight to John and Nick, we headed to the spare room where Lex would be staying. 

"Mummy?" She asks tiredly. 

"Yes baby?" I picked her up and place her on the large bed, pulling up the covers and tucking her in. 

She snuggles into the blanket and rests her head on the pillow, "Daddy's bad isn't he?" Her words hadn't registered there for a minute so I smiled, until they hit me and I frowned.

"What do you mean?" I question.

"Well, grandma and grandpa said he was mean to mummy..." her eyes slowing closing. Would I be a horrible parent if I were to wake her just to find out the rest? Probably. 

"You don't have to worry about that baby, he's still your daddy." Mum and Dad wouldn't have told her, she's too young to be thinking about stuff like that, I mean she could've overheard it but...

She says nothing as she drifts off into her sleep. I'm still a little shocked as I shut her door and walk down the hall. John catches my expression and immediately gets up. 

"You alright?" He says taking my hand to he lounge room. 

"Yeah, Lex just asked if her daddy was bad? Apparently my parents said he was 'mean to mummy'." I say shaking my head. 

"Well they're not wrong." Nick scoffs, flicking through sports channels. 

"I agree but doesn't mean a four year old child should know that kind of stuff..." John mumbles moving his way past me into the kitchen. 

I step to the side to let his large frame pass me, "Should I just leave it until she asks again? I don't want to bring it up if she's forgotten about it?" I pick at my nails anxiously. 

"Four year old's don't just forget Cara." Nick says, I'm well aware of that but this is a sensitive, adult issue. Something I should not have to explain to a 4 year old. 

Nick notices my anxious state and pulls me over to him,  He cradles my head with his large hand and rests his chin on my head. 

"Don't worry Car, we will speak to her tomorrow." he whispers against my head and I nod. His sneaky hands start moving from my head to my shoulders. 

Gently tracing shapes around my bra strap. The feelings relaxes me and leaves me letting go of what happened five minutes ago. Just for tonight.

John comes in and takes a seat on the other side of me, he takes my sock covered feet and places them on his lap. His coarsely padded fingers make a path from my naked ankle to my knee, the touch is feather light leaving my legs covered in goose-bumps.

"Is that nice?" John whispered, locking his eyes on mine. I watch his beautiful coloured eyes become hooded, his fingers moving further and further up my thigh.

Nick has moved his hands and now currently sit across my collarbone, running up and down the valley between my breasts. I have two men touching me so sensually and I lay here, hands clasped together not doing a single bloody thing. 

We can still have a bit of fun whilst going slow so I decided I'd join in on the fun. I run my hand closest to John, down his forearm, tracing the veins that accompany the muscle. My other hand, reaches up and my fingers lightly trickle down Nick's chest. 

The both look to each other almost as if they're shocked. Why the hell would I not want to touch these two fine specimens? Idiots. 

Nick and John both stop, I whimper at the loss of contact. Before I could open my mouth to disapprove, Nick had picked me up bridal style and rushed out into his room. John trailed behind, the looks in both their eyes had me a little nervous...

Yes I want to have a little fun, but is it too soon to be having sex? I mean it wont just be normal vanilla sex either. This is the kind of stuff you read in books, or movies. Adult movies.

I think I'd need  time to prepare...myself. Plus I have so many questions about how it will work, does one go first and the other watch-

My incessant rambling was cut off by lips, one at my neck and one at my stomach. When the hell did this happen? My stomach started to knot in excitement, John's head at my stomach and Nick's hair tickling my cheek. 

Nick brought his head up to face me, his eyes frantic and hair a mess. "You need to tell us to stop Cara..." He breathe out, dipping his head back to my neck. 

Stop? Fat chance. "What if I don't want to stop?" I whispered to Nick, John must've heard me, his growl sent vibrations right through my core. His fingers danced along the line of my panties, his fingers just meeting the fleshy mound.

Nick's hands had moved to my breasts. Seems to be his favourite place. His fingers curled inside the cup of my bra, gently flicking the hardened nipple. A moan escaped from my lips, this whole double the pleasure thing is crazy.

His hands ran behind my back and expertly undid my bra, pulling it out from under my shirt. I was incredibly wet, soaked even. I'm getting impatient now and they can see it, yet they still continue their teasing assault on my body. 

John is the first to initiate more, he all but rips off my shorts leaving me in a very wet pair of underwear. He groans and hums in approval, cupping my sex and kissing the insides of my thighs. 

Good gravy. Nick's mouth attacks my breasts, nibbling and licking softly. I can feel their erections grinding up against me, my hips buck into John's face, he chuckles starts to rid me of my underwear. 

Nick switches off the lamps and moves back towards me before we were all stopped dead by a drowsy little voice and a knock at the door.

"Mummy?" 

Oh shit.