MMF BISEXUAL ROMANCE: Phoenix Running Page 15

  Ashley kissed down the back of her neck to her spine. As his lips drifted lower, she leaned forward and up, releasing Phoenix’s cock. Ashley closed his lips around it, sucking off Cee-Cee’s delicious juices before guiding Phoenix back into her passage, his lips lingering on the spot where their bodies joined. She cooed as she lowered her hips and took possession. Her breasts pressed to Phoenix’s chest as she writhed. He captured her mouth in a kiss that she felt like electricity throughout body. It felt like magic.

  Then, Ashley’s expert mouth added to the enchantment as he dipped the tip of his tongue into the crease of her ass. Butterflies fluttered within her. “Ashley!” she screamed his name into Phoenix’s mouth. Her eyes went wide, and Phoenix stared into her crystal clear orbs. His hands slid down her back to grab her buttocks and part them wider to give Ashley access.

  “I’m going to make sure that you never want this to end,” Phoenix promised. She whimpered and quaked. His steel pipe slid wetly into her body with pounding thrusts as her pelvis slammed down on top of him, faster and faster.

  Ashley murmured incoherent affirmations as he licked around in circles and sucked at her inner cheek, making her spasm with pleasure. Her pussy tightened around Phoenix’s cock with each satisfying flick of Ashley’s tongue. Phoenix growled, pushing Ashley’s face away and gripping her ass, pulling her down deeper over his cock, burying himself to the hilt.

  Cee-Cee squealed and swirled her hips so that he stroked every inch of her. “Cee-Cee!” Phoenix grimaced and clutched her closer, one hand on her shoulder and the other arm around her waist.

  Ashley moved around to lie next to Phoenix and watch her work. He stared up at her sensual form dancing up and down Phoenix’s cock and couldn’t resist touching. He caressed her back and squeezed her reddened ass. He played with her hair and whispered how beautiful she was. She leaned over and kissed him, working that perfect body up and down.

  Phoenix shuddered. “Uhn…” Ashley grabbed his face and kissed him. Phoenix groaned into his mouth, brow clenched. “Ah!” he gasped. Cee-Cee spread her legs and arched her back to curl forward and drag her tight pussy along his shaft, and that was all she wrote. Phoenix shoved her away with a shout. Cee-Cee tumbled onto the bed, and Ashley took her place.

  His thirsty lips closed over Phoenix just as his eruption spewed hot, wet satisfaction. The cream spilled into Ashley’s mouth and he whimpered with pleasure, sucking. Phoenix clutched his pillow and drew it over his face to dampen the ecstatic screams he couldn’t hold back as his hips jerked forward, thrusting past Ashley’s lips, giving him every drop. He ran his fingers through Ashley’s curls and held him steady, and he squeezed his eyes shut as unadulterated bliss powered through him, leaving nothing but the pulse of deep contentment in its wake.

  Phoenix felt every muscle in his body relax as he pushed Ashley away.

  Ashley flowed into Cee-Cee’s arms without pause. She clasped her fingers behind his neck and brought his mouth to hers to taste Phoenix. White teeth nipped at Ashley’s bottom lip. He pulled back slowly and kissed down her chin, moving to her breasts with wet, questing kisses that left goosebumps. Her stomach tightened.

  Cee-Cee forced herself to relax. Ashley’s hands cupped her mounds and pushed them together, and he dragged his tongue from nipple to nipple. “Please, Ashley!”

  He chuckled as he kissed down to her ready pussy and let his tongue dance in and out of her body. Her ass rose and fell, thrusting to meet him halfway. Ashley wrapped his hands under each of her knees and pushed her legs back. When she was spread like a book, he took his time kissing her ass. Phoenix lay beside them, watching, getting hard all over again.

  Cee-Cee pulled Ashley by the hair and brought his mouth back to hers. The singer dove his tongue past her lips as he pushed his cock into her slick, welcoming entrance. Instead of hammering, he stroked her. His thrusts were long and slow, deliberate. Aiming to please, he drew her thighs up around him, and Cee-Cee locked her heels behind his knees as they rocked together in perfect harmony.

  Her soprano moans made Phoenix shiver. Her wide eyes turned to him. She cried out again. His name. Ashley’s name. Both of them. Her nails raked down Ashley’s back as she clutched him closer. Phoenix watched with a feverish gaze as Ashley’s ass rose and fell between her legs. He reached out and smacked the taut flesh, and Ashley groaned.

  Cee-Cee whined softly, short bursts of sound that escalated in volume. Phoenix knew what was about to happen. She squeezed Ashley’s ass and wiggled her hips around in a circle, taking every inch of him. “Yes!” she yelped. “Yes! I’m…!” Her words cut off with a sudden howl of release as her climax crippled her with ecstasy.

  Each excited shout shot through Phoenix like barbs of pleasure. He growled, scooting closer. He rubbed Ashley’s back as the singer thrust into her orgasming pussy with hard, powerful strokes that lengthened the climax. She was crying by the time Ashley held steady and just let it happen. Cee-Cee whimpered and covered her face, sighing heavily as her body released. She waited for the tremors to stop, but aftershocks kept rippling through her pelvis..

  Ashley rolled away with a hard, heavy cock ready to burst. “This,” he muttered, grinning. He gestured down at himself. Ashley closed his hand around his thick steel pipe and jerked off with Cee-Cee’s wetness still clinging to his shaft.

  Phoenix reached over Cee-Cee’s quaking body and wrapped his hand around Ashley’s erection. He brought his loosely squeezing fingers to the tip and rubbed his palm over him. Ashley moaned and tossed his head. “Don’t tease me,” he whispered. “I need it.”

  Phoenix felt desire coil within him. It occurred to him that this couldn’t last forever. The very nature of their friendship demanded that nights like this could only be few and far between and eventually not at all. He shook his head at the bleak thought and caressed Ashley’s engorged cock with methodical, rhythmic strokes.

  Ashley pressed into his hand with a moan. He closed his fingers over Phoenix’s and guided him: faster, harder. Cee-Cee shifted onto her side to kiss his chest while Phoenix continued to milk him. She added her hands to theirs, fondling, touching, stroking. Ashley gritted his teeth.

  Phoenix pulled away, and Cee-Cee leaned forward to finish the job with her mouth. Her velvety tongue swirled just beneath the head of his circumcised shaft at his most sensitive part. Then, she dropped her mouth to encompass all of him, and Ashley released. “Hunh!” He shook, straining forward.

  “That’s it!” Phoenix whispered. He stroked Cee-Cee’s hair as she bobbed her head. “That’s it, suck it.” Phoenix clasped Ashley’s face and passionately kissed him as he poured into Cee-Cee’s mouth. Flames of bliss licked through them. Ashley tensed and felt his body drained of everything he had to offer. Cee-Cee moaned greedily and reveled in the tangy, familiar taste of him.

  When she was done, she climbed on top of him, and Phoenix threw his arms around them both. She sighed, sated. Phoenix chuckled at the look on both of their faces and knew he had to look the same—like they had run a marathon and won first place.

  “I don’t know…” Phoenix muttered. “I don’t think I can say no to this. I don’t think I can stop.”

  “We have to,” Cee-Cee whispered. Ashley shuddered again, moaning. She rested her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat. He didn’t say a word, but all three of them were on the same page. This wasn’t something they could quit, although they probably should.

  Chapter 18

  An hour later, Ashley ambled out of the shower and dragged on his pants while Cee-Cee toweled her hair dry and Phoenix moisturized his face in the bathroom mirror. Music flowed through the condominium as they segued into normal life with their monstrous libidos back in check. The three of them meandered into Phoenix’s spacious living room to mastermind how to manage this crazy situation.

  “It’s just like any other relationship,” Ashley determined. “I mean, this could work. I know it could. We have to understand each other’s needs, though.”

  Cee-Ce
e threw her hands up, exasperated. “All three of us want different things. Honestly, I don’t give a shit if people gossip about me at work. I’m more concerned about one of us catching feelings and somebody ending up with a broken heart.”

  “Feelings or no feelings, we’re all adults,” said Phoenix. “There’s no reason we can’t engage in a physical relationship and keep our heads. With Ashley leaving soon, that alleviates half the problem. As my campaign kicks up, I won’t have nearly as much free time. But people like us, we’re going to have sex. Why not have sex together while we can?”

  “And keep it a secret,” Ashley added. He wasn’t even upset about it this time. Why bother letting the world know about something as temporary and shallow as what Phoenix was describing? Although what he was describing wasn’t remotely what was going on between them. They might pay lip service to meaningless sex, but what had happened in that bedroom half an hour ago had had meaning. Ashley wasn’t afraid of that. He was sorry that the others seemed to be.

  “What do you want out of a relationship, Cee-Cee?” Ashley suddenly asked.

  After some consideration, she replied, “If I wanted a relationship, which I don’t, I guess something like what we have would be perfect. Not that I’ve ever considered this before—like, ‘I’m waiting until I meet the right two guys,’ but wow. It’s so hot. So much choice. Nobody would get bored.” She chuckled. She grabbed her shirt and pulled it on, reaching for her shorts. After she was dressed, she sat on the edge of the bed. “I think we’d all like it, otherwise we wouldn’t be so comfortable with how things are going now.”

  “I mean, when I think about love—”

  “Don’t go there,” she cut him off.

  “Hang on a bit, darling. The word doesn’t bite. When I think about love, what I’m missing is a sense of people accepting me for who I am. I’m not big time yet. I won’t pretend I’m constantly surrounded by fan girls and groupies. It’s just that when people get to know me through my vlogs and music, they only get a piece of me. In less than a month, I feel like the two of you know me and accept me. That’s why this works for me. Phoenix?”

  Phoenix stared at his watch, smiling. “You want me to give a speech about how I’m missing something and the two of you complete me? And, Cee-Cee, I guess you want to hear that either of us might actually be in danger of getting heartbroken once you reiterate for the millionth time that you’re not looking for anything serious, right?”

  She shrugged. “Out of the three of us, I have the least likelihood of getting romantically tangled in this. It’s bodies for me.”

  “Well, good. Because let’s be honest. We’re not here to really get to know each other’s flaws and imperfections and kumbaya about how none of that matters ‘cause we still love each other,” he chuckled drily. “We’re drawn together because the sex is fantastic and the circumstances are ideal. Throw a monkey wrench into this equation—like you leaving, Ashley—and this thing falls apart. I wouldn’t worry about relationships or read love into this shit.”

  His pragmatic, even cynical, words dug a hole in Ashley’s sentimentality. He saw merit in what Phoenix was saying about circumstances, but he still disagreed. Inwardly. There was no point arguing with two people who weren’t ready to confront that their souls had needs the same way their egos and bank accounts did. Ashley sighed and shrugged.

  “At any rate, we have now.”

  “That’s all I’m saying,” said Phoenix.

  Cee-Cee growled. “Alright. We keep it going until Ashley leaves.”

  Phoenix nodded slowly, thoughtfully. “And we play it by ear from there.”

  * * *

  Phoenix glanced at the tray of wilting h’ors d’oeuvres on the kitchen counter. “You guys hungry? What about take-out?”

  “Pizza!” Cee-Cee voted.

  He grabbed his laptop and found the website to place the order. The three of them huddled together and picked from the options. Ashley nibbled Phoenix’s ear. “Cut it out,” he giggled, swatting at him. “Do you want meat lovers or supreme?”

  “I don’t care. Just feed me. Some host you are! Getting us in here, fucking us, burning calories and leaving us hungry.”

  “I’m trying to rectify that,” he laughed. Cee-Cee hunted down his remote and turned on the rarely used television. She scanned through his guide channel for something to watch while Phoenix finished the order. Ashley hopped up on the couch with her and stretched out with his head in her lap.

  Phoenix retrieved two throws from his bedroom and tossed one to them before settling on the floor by Cee-Cee’s knee. “What’d you find to watch?”

  “Something scary. Possession-something. Food on the way?” She petted his hair, and he leaned back into her touch. Ashley yawned.

  “Yeah, it’ll be here in thirty. Hey, Ashley, while I’m thinking about it, thanks for getting your fans to donate at the fundraiser the other weekend. Because of you we raised over twenty-five thousand dollars, which is the largest haul I’ve ever seen come in for an event like that. I really appreciate it. My little sister has NF1.”

  “Yeah, your dad told me. I ran into him backstage when I finished my set. He was talking to my manager. She introduced us.”

  Phoenix stilled, wondering why the hell Wallace Briton had been there. A frisson of uneasiness went through him. “That’s bizarre. He never comes to my functions. Why was he talking to your manager?”

  “I dunno, mate. I’d be happy to ask, though. I was curious about that myself.”

  “No, don’t worry about it. It was probably nothing.”

  “Shh, the movie’s starting,” Cee-Cee whispered. She caressed the side of his face. Phoenix looked up and noticed she was doing the same to Ashley. He smiled and leaned his head on her knee. He could get used to this.

  The pizza arrived shortly thereafter, and the three of them pigged out. He opened a bottle of wine to accompany the meal. They toasted to great sex and no commitment, and Cee-Cee loudly proclaimed that she could drink to that. Ashley tickled her playfully.

  “I met your family. I don’t know how you ended up being relationship-aversive. Your mom and dad are the sweetest people, and your sister is darling,” said Ashley. Phoenix perked up.

  “You met her family? How come I’ve never met your family?” he teased.

  Cee-Cee giggled. “Because we work. This guy here is a celebrity. They just have to show up places and look cute.”

  “As I recall,” said Ashley with a mock glower, “that’s exactly what Phoenix did at the function. He had plenty of opportunity to meet your folks, had he deigned to give up the Important Politician stance.”

  Phoenix flipped him off with a saucy grin. Cee-Cee murmured, “Yeah, my parents instantly fell in love with you, Ashley. Mom’s just dying to hear when we’re getting married. She’s thinking double wedding so when Brett comes home to marry my sister, you better be ready to propose.”

  “We both know what your answer would be,” Phoenix muttered.

  She replied, “You don’t know what my answer would be. I’m starting to realize sex, relationships, whatever, can put you in some spots that you wouldn’t anticipate. Like, had you asked me three months ago if I’d be sleeping with two men at the same time, I would’ve punched you!”

  “What’s it like?” Ashley asked curiously.

  “What’s it like for you?” she fired back. He grinned.

  “The best sex I’ve ever had.”

  “Ditto.” She closed her eyes and sighed dreamily. “Actually, ‘best’ doesn’t even begin to describe it. It’s way better than that.”

  Smiling, Phoenix shifted in his chair and repositioned his manhood. Sex talk and that look on her face were arousing that itch for gratification. “Alright, you lovely people, I’ve bedded you and fed you. Now I have to bid you goodnight. I have work in the morning.”

  “And I’ve got class.”

  “I’ll be sleeping in. Sucks to be you guys.”

  * * *

  It had been fun, Phoenix
thought, reinforcing his belief that under other circumstances this situation might be ideal. A man, a woman, both into each other and him, no need to make difficult choices or deal with jealousy…A shadow of regret passed through him, and he firmly ignored it. He was bone weary after working all day and playing half the night, and he had to get up in the morning to do it all again tomorrow. Just sleep, he told himself, crawling into bed.

  But he couldn’t. Portions of the night replayed. The kiss Ashley had greeted him with that made Phoenix feel like he had come home. Cee-Cee’s cynicism that had, as always, made him long to show her it was okay to believe in something other than herself. The ecstasy on her face, which made him feel so proud and something else as well—genuinely happy for her pleasure. This was the third time they had spent time together, excluding the many phone conversations and Internet chats, and he felt like Ashley. They knew him and accepted him the way no one else had ever taken the time to do. He felt the same about them.

  He remembered his sharp, cold speech about keeping relationships and love out of the mix. It was all very sensible, but had he meant it?

  Phoenix planned to be mayor again. He was ambitious, like Cee-Cee, without her total aversion to romantic involvement. He was passionate, like Ashley, without the need to shout his passions to the world. He realized that what made the three of them work was that they were so well balanced, each with strengths that made up for the other two’s weaknesses.

  He knew that if the three of them let their desire lead them they wouldn’t be kept away from each other, not even if Ashley left to finish his tour. He also realized that if they gave in to the urge to make this dynamic more permanent, the truth about his attraction to both men and women would come out. Not only that—difficult enough for a Republican politician—but the fact that he was seeing two people at once. Really at once. How many of his constituents would be okay with that?