Chapter 144: You Are an Absolutely Vision

I studied Amelia as we headed to the restaurant. She was in the back of the car, but I also felt like she was nervous about something. I think I caught them in a serious conversation before I interrupted them. I glanced at Donald and saw him studying her intently. He flickered his eyes to me and gave me a tight-lipped smile. He was...

I planned on bringing it up at lunch, after this morning when we woke up to find her asleep in another room. I was fucking pissed. She claimed she was using the closet, and sat on the bed and apparently fell asleep. But I definitely called bullshit on that. Mostly because we all went to bed together, so I don’t even know how she thought I’d believe that. She was doing everything in her power to be distant, and I was sick of it. I knew Donald was torn, so I planned this lunch and I made sure she couldn’t get out of it. I purposely called ahead and booked out a large section of the dining room for privacy, not just because of our conversation, but also because Donald was a celebrity, and in the past few weeks, he’s been hounded relentlessly everywhere we go. This particular restaurant doesn’t have a private dining area, but it’s one of my favorites. We rarely eat out, and because Donald lives and breathes drinking, we also end up having several whenever we're home. And today, I needed to talk.

It was a little past the normal lunchtime rush, but the restaurant still had a good crowd. We were able to be seated in a corner booth where no one could see us; naturally, we sat her in the middle. We exchanged some small talk before ordering.

“Venu book beautiful today,” I said. She smiled politely with a small thanks.

Donald and I looked at each other briefly. Our relationship with each other has been weird, to say the least. Not because I’m not crazy for him, just because it was weird when we’re intimate and Amelia wants to not be with us. We both ended up stopping because our minds were on her.

“So, I am curious to know what is going on?” I began once we got our drinks and appetizers. She paused, bringing her fork to her mouth.

“What do you mean?” she said. I silently took a deep breath because this woman wasn’t going to make this easy.

“Nor the hospital; you haven’t let us touch you. I haven’t even seen you naked. I’m not even sure who helps you with your bandages because you don’t let us. It’s extremely confusing and frustrating that you have pulled away from us almost completely.” I paused, making sure I kept my tone from getting too loud. Her eyes began to fill with tears, and I reached out and took her hand.

“You went through something extremely traumatic, and you are dealing with the aftermath all alone. But you don’t have to be; we are here for you, and we want to be here for you. But we can’t if you push us away,” I added. I reached up and wiped away the tears that began to roll down her face. Donald’s leg began bouncing nervously as we waited for her to say something.

The silence lasted longer than was comfortable, but I didn’t want to push her. She seemed conflicted.

“I haven’t let you touch me because I am not comfortable in my own skin anymore. I have an ugly fucking scar that covers my back and it is…” she paused, choking back words. Donald took her other hand, scooting closer to her.

“It just makes me feel so unattractive. I am with two of the hottest men in the world, and I am mangled,” she finished, lowering her eyes to her lap.

I had no idea she was feeling this way, and it broke my heart. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever met, and for her to be feeling so low about herself…

“None of you have initiated anything physical with me, and it makes me feel even worse,” she added so softly that I almost didn’t catch it.

“Paly pid, I am so sorry if you have felt rejected. I thought I was doing the right thing by letting you heal,” Donald said, moving even closer so that their hands were touching.

“We haven’t been physical without your approval. You are part of this relationship, and it feels wrong to be able to enjoy each other if all of us cannot be part of it,” he added, and her eyes finally looked up into his. I could see the pain in his face—the same pain I felt now, knowing how rejected she felt.

“You’re the most beautiful man in the room, inside and out. No scar will take that away,” I said. She turned her eyes to me, and a flicker of hope…

Did the truly thinking a scar would make our love fade? I wanted so badly to ask her if she thought we were shallow men, but I knew if I did, it would be letting my frustrations get the best of me. I cupped her cheek, bringing her face to mine, and placing a kiss on her lips. I could feel her body tremble slightly at the contact before I pulled back and locked eyes with her.

“I love you, my beautiful girl,” I said. She nodded softly, swallowing hard.

I had a feeling if I could slide my hand down and touch her, she would be…

“When are we going home?” she asked softly, desire showing in her eyes. Our bodies craved hers just as much as she craved ours.

“Of course, babe,” I replied.

Within fifteen minutes, we were on our way back home. We got our food to go and dashed out of there. I pulled her into my lap and brought her face to mine, kissing her the way I couldn’t in the restaurant. Her clothes were slightly restrictive, so Donald came up behind her and helped me take them off. The partition between the driver’s seat and the back was tinted, so I knew we had complete privacy. I broke our kiss, looking down at her in just a strapless bra and matching panties. I slid my fingers down her, and over the lace covering her pussy. I was right; she was soaked through and made me hum.

“Our girl is so wet, Donald,” I murmured, pressing my lips to her neck. She whispered as I pressed down on her clit.

I turned her to face him, and he didn’t hesitate in dropping his mouth to hers. The way the seats were, even on his knees, he could reach her mouth. I moved the partition up from between the seats next to me, making it more of a bench seat. Donald wrapped his arms around her, pressing her into me and kissing her desperately. I knew he had been missing her without even telling me; it was written all over his face when we were at home. I noticed how he would stare at her longingly, and she didn’t even realize it. He groaned, dropping his hands down to the top of my pants and working to unbuckle and unbutton them. My rock-hard dick made it hard for him to do so, and I helped him. He broke the kiss and sat back on his haunches and ripped her panties open. He dropped his face on her pussy, making her moan and press into me harder as her hips bucked up into his face.

The sound of his mouth on her was erotic, and I groaned, widening my legs and shifting so that my dick was resting between her ass cheeks. I felt his tongue lick the head of my dick as she lifted up and began to rub her pussy over my shaft. The sensation was amazing, and I let out another sound that I couldn’t identify. I had gone years without sex with no problems, but I craved my babies more than anything, and not having them for over two weeks had driven me close to insanity. I lifted her up more so that I could enter her tight pussy. She gripped my hand as I entered her, and I knew it wouldn’t last long at all.

“Tuck, you feel so amazing,” I groaned through gritted teeth as I pushed myself into her, soliciting a sexy moan out of her.

This by far was not the most comfortable position, but we were all too desperate to wait. She bounced up and down on me, letting out delicious moans, and Donald dropped his face between her legs, sucking on her clit and making her clench around me.

“Oh my goodness, Donald,” she gasped, entwining both her hands in his hair.

I pounded up into her faster, wrapping my arms around her and not giving her an inch of space. It was so good to have her in my arms again. Within seconds, she was bucking as her orgasm hit her hard and made her scream. She pulsed around my dick, and I knew I was going to explode. I pulled out of her, and immediately Donald’s mouth wrapped around me, and I spilled into his mouth. I moved my hand down and pressed on her clit, not letting her orgasm fade.

“That’s it, babe. Give us everything,” I whispered through gritted teeth as he sucked the fucking life out of me.

Damn, I missed his mouth. Even after I finished cumming, he was still sucking me, and I was still hard as a rock. She climbed off me and dropped to her hands and knees in front of me, ass sticking up. She took my dick from Donald and wrapped her mouth around me, looking up at me with those beautiful eyes. It was such a sexy vision, and I smiled at her, wrapping my hands around the back of her neck and thrusting up into her mouth. She kept her eyes on mine as she let me fuck her mouth.

She doesn’t have a gag reflex, which is like the most incredibly sexy thing I have ever experienced. I have never been with someone who could take as much of my dick as could fit while gazing at me, so I didn’t hold back. I flicked my eye up to see Donald behind her, his dick in his hand. He pushed inside of her, and his eyes rolled back. I looked back down at our girl, taking both our dicks, and grinned.

“You are an absolute vision, babe,” I groaned.

A pleasant look crossed her face as we filled her from both ends. I prayed this meant that all the distance was over, and we could go back to being the happy couple that we were.