Page 55 of The Fullback
“Mmm, you’re good at that. You have a pretty mouth, Bailey.”
“So do you. But yours causes trouble.”
Aiden scoffed. “And you never do?”
“Sometimes. When it’s fun.” I kissed him again, enjoying the taste of his tongue.
There was a pointed cough from the door and we glanced over to see Hunter holding a pile of clean sheets in his hand. “Are you two going to help or are you just going to sit there making out while I do all the work?”
“It’s putting sheets on the bed. It’s not hard,” I said teasingly as Hunter pouted.
“It’s okay, babygirl,” Aiden said, beckoning Hunter towards him with a curl of his fingers. “You can have kisses too. I don’t want you to feel left out. You’re too pretty to pout.”
“I don’t pout,” Hunter said, clutching the sheets to his chest as a blush spread slowly across his nose. “And I’m not… pretty.”
“Yeah, you are. The prettiest.” Aiden waved his hand again. “Come here and get your kisses. Then we’ll go to bed.”
Hunter hesitated for a moment, then walked over to the sofa and bent down so Aiden could kiss him. The heat inside me flared again. I really loved watching them kiss.
“Give Hunter a kiss too,” Aiden said to me, putting his hand on my jaw and gently pushing me towards him. “And tell him he’s pretty.”
“You don’t… I’m not…”
“You’re very pretty,” I said, reaching out for Hunter. We’d started kissing a little more. Just now and then, in the privacy of our own home, when we were too tired or needy to think about what it might mean. And every time I did, I felt myself falling a little more in love with him.
“Mmm, you two are so hot together. I love watching you,” Aiden said.
“T-Thanks,” I muttered.
“Next time I want to watch you two fuck,” Aiden said, desire lacing every word. He looked between us. “Have you? Fucked yet?”
“No,” I said. “Only… kisses. Handies. The blow job yesterday.”
“Do you want to fuck?” Aiden asked, so matter-of-factly it was like he was asking about the fucking weather.
I glanced at Hunter, who’d gone wide-eyed and was blushing. “Y-Yeah, I want to fuck Hunter.”
“Hunter? Do you want Bailey to fuck you?”
“Yes. I do.” His response was barely a whisper but there was so much need in his eyes. My cock was growing hard under Aiden’s arse and he chuckled as soon as he realised.
“Screw the sheets,” he said, kissing us one at a time. “I want to watch you two fuck instead.”
