Just Friends by Sam Crescent

Leah snapped her clasp open and peeled the bra from
her body. She was naked from the waist up.
    “I
dare you to touch me,” she said.
    “I
don’t need no fucking dare,” Mitch said. He went to
his knees, his fingers sinking into her hair as he pulled her close. In the
next instant his lips were on hers. The hard press of his lips forced her to
open hers to receive his kiss.
    Chase
knelt behind her. She felt his hands move up her body to tease her nipples.
    “Please,
touch me,” she said, breaking away from Mitch’s kiss.
    “I
thought you’d never ask.” Mitch kissed down her neck until he claimed one of
her nipples in his mouth. She gazed down her body watching Chase’s fingers
tease her and Mitch’s lips consume her.
    “Wait,
wait, wait .” She held her hand up, turning to look at
both of them.
    “What?”
they both asked as she stopped them from going any further.
    “I’ve
got something I want to say to you.” She wanted to get it out before she closed
up. The drinks she’d consumed had loosened her tongue. Leah knew she’d never
have been this open without the few extra cocktails.
    “What
is it, Leah? You’re scaring me,” Mitch said.
    “I
love you both. I know you think I love you as a friend, and I do, but not only
as a friend.” She stumbled over her words trying to find the right one to
express her feelings.
    “What
do you mean?” Chase asked. She saw his hesitation and understood his feelings.
If she’d been in her right mind she’d have doubts about their feelings as well.
She’d never acted like this before.
    “I’ve
been in love with both of you since I can remember. I never said anything in
case you laughed at me. I can’t pick between you. I love you both and want you
both.”
    Mitch
caught her face between his palms. He slammed his lips down on hers cutting off
more of her speech.
    “No,
this is important.” She pulled away wanting them to know how much she loved
them.
    “You
don’t need to say anything,” Chase said.
    “We
love you, too, Leah. More than you know.” Mitch added.
    Leah
stared between them. She’d never felt so happy before. “You love me, too?”
    Chase
took her hand pressing her palm against his dick. “I want you, Leah.” He moved
her palm to his heart. “But I love you so damn much I ache. Watching you with
other men has been a nightmare.”
    “You’re
not angry with me?”
    “Mitch
and I talked about our feelings for you years ago. We knew what we were going
to do when we knew if you wanted us that way. We’d never force you.”
    She
wrapped her arms around his neck. “Fuck me. Make love to me. I don’t care. Just
please take me and help me get rid of this ache.”
    They
carried her through to Chase’s room. Their clothes fell all over the place. She
didn’t know who to kiss or who to hold on to. Leah was swamped between her two
men.
    “Mine,”
she said.
    “Mine.”
Chase agreed.
    “Ours,”
Mitch said, pulling her against him.
    “Always.”
    She
reached down grabbing Mitch’s length in her fist. He was long, thick, and she
couldn’t wait to have him inside her cunt. She was dripping wet with need.
“Please, fuck me.”
    “Not
yet.” He pushed her to the bed opening her legs. “I’ve waited too long to taste
your sweet pussy.”
    Mitch
went down on her. She watched his tongue slide over her pussy and delve into her core. Crying out, she reached for Chase. His
length was there in front of her. She opened her lips taking him to the back of
her throat.
    “Fuck,
her mouth is sweet, Mitch. I could have her suck me for the rest of my life.”
    She
smiled, loving his compliments.
    His
cock tasted good. The salty tang of his semen lingered on her tongue. She sank
her fingers into Mitch’s hair as he rubbed her clit with the pads of his
fingers. Leah felt herself climbing to the edge of bliss. Each second was
drawing her closer and closer to that pinnacle.
    Chase
caught her hair in his fist using his grip to increase his thrusts inside