Lacey woke to the sounds of Phoebe beginning a shower.
"Perfect." She smiled and stretched beneath her warm covers.
Lacey pulled her vibrator out and quickly slid it inside her pants. She didn't get this opportunity often when Phoebe was home so she wasted no time. If Lacey had her way, she'd prefer to wake up to incredible sex with Danny every morning, or at the very least her trusted toy. Having a high libido was no joke.
Lacey let her mind drift back to her sexy Thanksgiving night with Danny and Archie, trying to commit the best moments to memory. The news of Jo being released on bail the morning after had temporarily blotted out all of the good from that night, she was working to get those memories back.
"Legs back, big guy." Archie requested sweetly after his lips popped off Danny's cock.
Danny obeyed and pulled his knees up a little while Archie rolled on a condom. Lacey was sitting backward on Danny's face, his incredible mouth sucking her clit while she watched Archie prepare to penetrate her boyfriend's perfect body.
Just watching the blow job had been hot enough. Danny's mouth had been otherwise occupied at the time but his hands had found purchase in Archie's hair, slamming Archie's head up and down at the pace he had wanted him to suck. Something about it just set her body on fire.
As Archie's mouth had moved Danny closer to a release he had begun to groan into Lacey's crotch. Lacey loved that and ground down against him further, earning a smack to her ass.
Now she watched as Archie carefully pushed into him, Danny's whole body tensing up, his mouth ceasing it's suction on Lacey's swollen clit.
"Shit—" Lacey heard from somewhere beneath her.
"Easy, relax—" Archie coaxed, not pausing at all and pushing in harder, as he would.
Lacey tried to control her panting, but she was facing Archie and watched him, his eyes glued unabashedly on her body as it undulated above Danny's face. He listened to her voice whine involuntarily at this. He smiled at her.
"C'mere—"
Archie reached out and took Lacey's hands, helping to pull her off of Danny's face and toward him, his hips still lazily inching his cock further and further into Danny's tight ass. Archie moved her to face Danny and straddle his waist. Danny just kept his mouth shut and watched.
"Can I touch you?" Archie asked into the side of Lacey's neck, devouring the flesh he found there.
Lacey nodded. He continued kissing her neck, wrapping his arms around her gently, eventually pressing an open palm flat against Lacey's lower belly and holding her against him as he continued his rhythm with Danny. It felt like a dance, the sexiest dance she had ever had.
Archie was surprisingly loving and paying attention to what he was doing, not just manhandling her. He slid his hand down further and rubbed Lacey's clit, eliciting a moan she had not known was pending just inside of her chest.
"You need it." He declared, "Condom?" Archie whispered in between wet sucks to Lacey's neck.
"I don't need one."
"Danny?"
"Lacey can have me however she likes." Danny confirmed.
"Alright then." Archie reached forward, stroking his thumb over the head of Danny's penis and guiding him into Lacey's beautiful V, "Let's work."
"Oh shit—" Danny scrambled for Lacey's hips, finding Archie's hands already there.
Archie hummed before he released Lacey's hips and ran his hand around to their union to rub her clit again, "He likes it deep, but I'm sure you know that—" He hushed into her ear.
Archie's words were like gasoline to their fire. Lacey picked up her pace, wanting to come more than anything in her whole life at that moment. Archie followed her lead and kept up with her, the two of them working Danny like the true team they were.
"Lacey, holy shit—" Danny was a mess, "Don't stop." He looked up at Archie's face.
Archie smirked, "You know I'm not stopping."
Lacey sat down fully into Danny's lap, pausing for a moment to grind against him and Archie's fingers while she was down there.
"Oh my god—" Lacey whined, it had been less than two minutes.
Danny grunted, the seizing of Lacey's muscles wrapped tightly around his cock making him writhe beneath his two lovers in pure lust-filled agony. He resisted the urge to buck up into her, Archie's punishing thrusts making it almost impossible anyway.
"Please—" Was all Danny could get out, he wanted to come in the worst way, "God Lacey, please—"
Archie's hand was still wedged into the front of their union, threatening to keep her coming quickly. Lacey reached down, pulled his hand away and got to work taking care of Danny in a perfect counter rhythm, bouncing gracefully in between Archie's power thrusts.
Danny had never experienced this level of pleasure before and all he could do was lay there. His heart ached as he watched these two make love to him.
"Please, please—" He begged them selfishly, something he rarely did.
His body was on fire as he listened to Archie's belly slap soundly against his girlfriend's ass every time she took Danny's cock to the hilt. That same sound pushing Lacey closer to another release of her own. Archie was also in bliss, knowing it was him that was causing this fire for everyone. Archie thrived on dominating.
"I'm almost there—" Archie announced, grabbing Lacey's waist to anchor himself, not daring to move more than necessary until Danny was there too.
The sensation of Lacey bouncing in even, rapid strokes on his cock was enough for Danny to lose his mind. He squeezed Lacey's hips tighter, both men pulling her in different directions with the only option left for her being to grind herself into Danny's body.
Lacey whimpered as she fell off the cliff again. This set Danny off and he shouted through his climax, the most powerful one he had ever had. When he came back down his balls were aching, the intensity giving him the energy to absolutely want to come again, right now.
Archie knew this quirk about him and slid out carefully, watching as Danny scrambled to flip his girlfriend onto her back. Lacey hadn't expected that and was thankful for the break. She loved when Danny would take over and right now they were both on the same page.
"Can I keep going?" Danny asked, his cock still oozing come all over the sheets.
Lacey just pulled his hips closer and Danny wasted no time. He fucked her rough, hearts shooting from his eyes at her. Archie was still very much participating, falling beside Lacey, his mouth latching onto her nipple and his hand wandering between them so he could rub her again.
"I'm sorry." Archie said at one point, lifting his eyes away from Lacey's chest and pushing his lips by her ear while she was getting railed, "I'm sorry I've been an asshole." He kissed her quickly, trying to seal his apology with his lips before rubbing harder between her legs.
Lacey reached down and gripped Archie's hand in silent forgiveness, Danny now thrusting so deep and aggressive that her hips were being lifted off the bed with every impact.
"Harder—" Lacey demanded, not recognizing her own voice.
Danny did just that, lacing their fingers together and slamming Lacey's arms above her head. The concentration now only on Danny's rude hips and Archie's hand somehow belonging right where it was between them.
Lacey's eyes darted from Danny's appreciative face to watching Archie start rubbing himself as he played with her. Danny noticed Archie's renewed interest as well.
"Arch—" Danny looked at him, his eyes asking for him without saying another word.
Archie rolled up onto his knees behind Danny, rolling on another condom and notching himself right at Danny's back door.
"Easy." Danny warned a typically overzealous Archie. He didn't want to crush Lacey.
Archie didn't listen and pushed right in and got to work again digging Danny out, the powerful impacts forcing Danny deeper inside Lacey.
"You're going to be sore tomorrow." Danny slopped against her mouth, his body tired, still searching for his coveted second climax.
"I've earned it." She smiled, accepting his random sucks to her neck.
Lacey held him close, watching the color of Danny's face change, his breathing, everything.
"Feel good?" Lacey asked sweetly in between Danny's filthy kisses, Danny's question being used against him like this causing him to drop his head and giggle into the crook of Lacey's neck.
"Yes." He responded in a deep whisper just to her.
At this point, Lacey laid still, her knees pinned open while Danny suddenly popped just his tip in and out of her entrance over and over like a rabbit.
"Oh, fuck—"
And just like that Danny's eyes rolled and his mouth hung open, his hips sputtering as Archie milked his prostate repeatedly. He pushed into Lacey and came, the deep penetration and weight of the two men stacked above her giving her the friction and pressure she needed to come along with him.
"Lacey—" Danny whined beside her head, "It's so good with you." He nuzzled her gently and Lacey had never felt more wanted and loved in her whole life.
Lacey came, warm and comfy in her bed, wishing Danny was right there with her. Little did she know that Danny was having a similar experience with his right hand in his shower right now.
"Damn." She said to herself as her moment faded.
Lacey had always hoped that she would find someone who made her fantasies a reality, but had been let down in different ways before meeting Danny. Being with him was how shit should always be and she vowed to herself that if her and Danny were to ever part, that she would never settle for the shit she had dealt with from her past lovers ever again.
Lacey wanted the good sex and she realized that in the end, so did everyone else. Foreplay was always expected and it was nice, but when the others finally got to work, they were really just working for themselves. The difference with Danny was that he knew what she deserved and refused to give her anything less.
Their Thanksgiving fun gave her a glimpse into Danny's selfish side and even then she had climaxed three times. This was the give and take she was looking for.
"Morning, doll!" Phoebe said happily, her hair twisted up in a towel.
"Hey."
Phoebe climbed into her bed and pulled open their tiny fridge revealing it was stocked with water and coffee drinks. She pulled out two of the coffee drinks and tossed one to Lacey.
"Oh shit, what did you do?!" Lacey smiled and slid herself up to sit and face her rockstar roommate.
"I know what you like." Phoebe shrugged and smiled back.
A little bit of dread creeped into Lacey's chest as she took a long sip of her coffee. Both girls just appraised each other for a few moments, not wanting to start the conversation that they knew was going to be difficult.
"Jack's hot." Phoebe said honestly, trying to break the ice.
"I still can't believe he got you guys kicked out. Hot or not, that was a dick move." That was the only part of the story that Lacey had learned of from the night before.
After the trio got booted from the lounge, Danny's ex-lover bolted. Phoebe and Danny had spent the rest of the night milking a free coffee stand that was set up on the freezing Syracuse sidewalk a few blocks away until Lacey finished her shift.
Now that Danny's friend was no longer covering the door, he had no way to make sure Jo would not be admitted so he took on that role himself. Tim had explained to Lacey why Danny and Phoebe were gone and she texted them on her break to make sure they were okay.
At the end of the night, Lacey, Danny and Phoebe all took an Uber back to campus together and promised to update each other on how the night went down the next day. Danny's tone had been ominous at the time, she knew that whatever happened must have been bad.
Lacey had opted to settle in with Phoebe for the night and made plans to hang out with Danny all day Sunday before he left for the next round of away games.
"Danny's jealous." Phoebe giggled.
"So weird, right?" Lacey giggled back, "He's not usually the jealous type."
"Jack knows about his past." Phoebe blurted out.
"Seriously?" Lacey's face twisted into concern.
"Danny didn't tell you?"
"No, not yet."
"Other than Jack being fine as hell, I'm getting totally weird vibes from him, Lace. I didn't hear their conversation last night, but Danny was BOTHERED." Phoebe shook her head.
"Jack's harmless. I'll get the full story when I see Danny and let you know."
"So—" Phoebe scooted up and folded her legs, wrapping her blanket around herself, "Threesome. Go."
"I am in love with that boy." Lacey smiled and pulled her pillow over to cover her face.
"No hiding, I wanna know it all!"
Lacey chucked her pillow over at her friend.
"It was just a regular threesome—"
"Bullshit." Phoebe threw the pillow back.
"It was!"
"Are you really not sharing this? I need this, Lace." Phoebe whined a little.
"It was different. Awkward at first, then not awkward at all—"
"Oh my god, did you like, have two dicks at once? I've always wondered about that."
"No, no. Archie and I focused on Danny—"
"Wait, so you and Archie didn't—?"
"Nope."
"What kind of half-assed threesome was this?!"
"Danny said it was the best group session he's ever had." Lacey looked at her nails and held them out in front of her to inspect, like a confident chick would.
Phoebe laughed at that, "How many rounds did y'all go?"
"Ma'am, that is all the info I'm giving out."
Phoebe closed her eyes, "Shit."
"Speaking of amazing sex, I should start getting ready." Lacey grabbed her phone to check the time.
"Would you do it again?"
"The threesome? Maybe, with Archie, no."
"Why?"
"It's not healthy for Archie, he needs to move on and find something that works for him. We all agreed after."
"Can I sign up for the next threesome then, or how does that work?" Phoebe asked in all seriousness.
"Phoebs."
"What? Wouldn't you want to do it with someone you trust? Danny is fine—" Phoebe's mind began to wander.
"Listen, I'm open to trying stuff, but it's not going to be a regular part of our relationship. I'm not planning that shit. Plus, I don't think I'm ready to see him with another girl—"
"It's not like I'm competition, but I get it." Phoebe sighed and slid off the bed, mocking being dejected.
"Cole said sorry by the way, for Halloween. He wants you to call him."
"Hell yes, I'm gonna text him now then." Phoebe grabbed her phone and started working on her booty call.
Lacey slipped into the bathroom and soaked in the tub for a half hour with all of her favorite essential oils. Her muscles were spent after a very active night on Friday followed by miles and miles of walking for her new job last night.
Danny: I didn't see you out running this morning, you up?
Lacey: Oh honey, you broke my legs, remember?
Danny: I remember
Lacey could almost feel his emotion in those two words. What the hell did Jack say to him last night?
Lacey: I'm just finishing up a bath and then I was planning on heading over
Danny: See you soon
Lacey decided on some extra sexy underwear, blush color, all lace and very tiny. She didn't wear it for Danny, she wore it for herself. This set made her feel sexy as hell and she wanted to share that with him. She chose a comfy outfit, black wide-leg jeans and an easy black and white color block hoodie.
"You want me to walk you over?" Phoebe offered when Lacey finally came out of the bathroom.
"No, I'm good. I'll text you when I get there." Lacey hugged her and took off.
Lacey knocked this time, feeling a little off knowing that Danny was in a weird place. She didn't want to overstep when she wasn't sure where his head was.
"Hi." Danny gave a reserved smile and held the door open further for her to enter.
"Hey there. You look nice." Lacey looked him over, dressed in grey sweatpants and a simple black t-shirt.
"Coffee?" Danny asked, pouring a cup for her before she could even respond.
"Sure, thank you."
"Did you eat?"
"Not yet." She smiled.
Danny nodded as if it was suddenly some major pain in the ass that he was now responsible to feed her or something. Lacey decided that now was the time to flip his thinking. As Danny opened his fridge she spoke up.
"I'm not hungry."
Danny closed the door and grabbed his coffee, walking past her and heading to sit down on his couch. Lacey grabbed hers as well and followed, choosing to sit in the chair across from him and not next to him.
"D, you're a straightforward guy, what's up?"
Danny sighed and ran his hands through his hair.
"You're right. I don't know how to handle Jack, and I—I'm not sure I can."
"I wasn't there, but—"
"You're right, you weren't." He cut her off.
"Danny just talk to me, what the hell happened last night?"
"He threatened me, to leak my past here somehow. He—he called me a pimp, I guess that makes you some sort of prostitute?" Danny said the last part under his breath as he worked to recall Jack's drunk threats.
"He said what now?"
"After this whole rambling string of threats he wanted to show me who was in charge and told your boss I wasn't old enough to be there. The bouncer got fired."
"He was just drunk, I already knew that—"
"He wants you."
"Oh so what Danny, half of SU wants you. Why are you so jealous all of a sudden?"
"I'm not jealous—"
"So what is it then?"
"I'm leaving tomorrow, you're working every weekend, I can't—"
"Protect me."
"I'm scared as hell. Jo's a real threat and now Jack is obsessed with removing me from your life."
"It's not your responsibility to protect me. I'm not your child. I am not scared of Jo and Jack is just a horny old man who can't have me and can't make me think anything."
"He can ruin my life here and I believe he will try."
"I'll talk to him—"
"No, it could make it worse. Like you said, you're not responsible for protecting me."
"So what's the solution?" Lacey was lost.
"I don't want to—and I'm not going to—ruin this opportunity for you, Lacey."
"Okayyy, thanks?"
"Maybe we should keep things casual until the gallery show is over."
Lacey rubbed her lips together and set her mug down. She swirled a finger around the top of it, nodding to herself as she tried to weigh what he had just said.
"Ow." She smiled and nodded again, "That hurt." Her smile faded as quickly as it had come..
Lacey stood and stopped to stare at him for a few moments, did he really just break up with her? Maybe he was more selfish than she realized.
"You want to break up?" Lacey wanted it to make sense, even saying it out loud sounded foreign to her.
"No."
"Danny—"
"The show is the weekend after I get back. Let's just—"
"Break up." Lacey confirmed again.
"Lacey—"
"You're going on the road with Archie for two weeks, is that it? I'm a big girl Danny, just tell me the truth."
"I'm not trying to hook up with Archie or anyone else."
"You're really this freaked about Jack? Enough to blow us up?"
"I'm trying to get drafted Lacey, he's a problem."
"So this is about you."
"It's about both of us, we both have dreams, right?"
Up until ten minutes ago, Lacey's dreams were beginning to include the man in front of her, but if shit was too hard for him, if he didn't want her then it was his loss. Danny had even said it once, be careful what you wish for.
"Yeah we do." Lacey nodded.
Danny walked over and pulled her into a hug whether she wanted to hug him or not. The truth was, she really did. They held on tight.
"You smell so good." Danny burrowed his nose through Lacey's hair and into her neck, "I'm sorry."
"Yeah well, you're the one missing the surprise I'm wearing under these clothes, not me." Lacey said as she pulled away, Danny's face now super conflicted, "Good luck with your games."
"We could start this after—" Danny suggested, holding onto her hands, "Come upstairs?"
"No sir, this was your idea. You want casual, you'll get it."
"Lacey—" Danny was realizing just how badly he had just fucked this up.
"Bye Danny."