Chapter Thirteen - Nico

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Part 13

Nico

My hands tremble as I tug on the waist of Jesse's shorts, lowering them so slowly it's almost reverent. I glance over at Anna who's propped herself up on a pillow to get a better view of the action.

I swallow hard. Between her eyes on me and Jesse offering himself up to me in a way I never thought I'd get him, I'm drowning in a dangerous sea of lust and want and sheer disbelief. I'm half convinced this is a dream and I'm going to wake up hollow and achy and coming in my sheets.

Jesse's hand is in my hair and he grips a handful of it, anchoring me in reality. I run my tongue over my lips.

"You heard me, Nico," he grunts. "Suck me off."

I yank Jesse's gym shorts to his ankles and I'm face to face with his long, thick cock. It bobs up at me, hard and throbbing, begging for my mouth.

And who am I to deny it what it wants?

"Fuck, Jesse," I groan. Then I take his dick into my mouth and give it a hard suck.

Jesse's taken off guard and stumbles backward, but I steady him, my hands on his waist. They travel lower as I lick and suck him like my life depends on it. I take him down as far as I can, so his tip is ramming the back of my throat. It's almost painful and I can feel the tears prick up in the corners of my eyes, but I don't care.

Jesse grips my hair, moaning shamelessly.

"God, Nico," he whispers. "I'm going to come. I'm going to come hard, so if you don't want..."

I pull back to get a look at Jesse. He's coming apart at the seams, head thrown back, eyes closed, mouth open. Completely fucking beautiful.

I give him one final, hard suck and he comes down my throat. I struggle to swallow everything quickly enough and fluid runs down my cheek.

Finally Jesse goes completely soft in my mouth and I reluctantly let him go. When I stand, he sags against me, helpless and pitiful. Like he's just come his brains out. He's so cute all stumbling and out of it.

I can only hope that he isn't freaking out.

"Jesse," I whisper.

Jesse says nothing. He just shudders and puts all of his weight on me.

I help him over to the bed and he lies down. He reaches for Annabelle and kisses her, taking his time and relaxing into their kiss. Jesse breaks away from her and guides her towards me. He's got his hands on her shoulders as he offers her to me.

I nod.

I take Anna's hand and suck on her fingers, tasting the salty-sweetness of her self-administered orgasm.

I kiss Anna's lips and they're so soft. Kissing her is so different than kissing Jesse. With him, it was rough and animalistic, years of pent up feelings rushing to the surface and fighting to get out. On my part, anyway.

But with Anna... I don't know. Kissing her is like... It's like she's healing me. Like I've got deep cuts and scrapes all over my skin and she's applying salves and bandages and making me feel like a whole person again.

I make my way down her body, thinking I'll go down on her, but she stops me and pulls me back up so that we're face to face.

"I want to watch you fuck Anna," Jesse whispers.

"What does Anna want?" I ask, looking at Anna, teasing her. She can answer for herself, even though she's a little kiss drunk right now. She's taken off her bra and is laid out under me totally naked. She's just so pretty. Smooth skin and soft curves. Perfect cheekbones and plump lips.

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