“But I read that soda kills you and Jesus saves, on a bathroom wall where I saw your name. You’re the best I ever had, and I won’t be the same…”


Marie stretched her arms out in front of her and turned onto her back as the sun peeked through the thin curtains of the hotel room. She looked back at Marco, who was still asleep, and smiled at his childlike expression. He looked so innocent when he was sleeping, and it was hard to imagine that he could such sinful things to her. Gently, she reached up to stroke his hair; it was one of the things she liked about his appearance, the way his hair was shorter on the sides than it was on top. As she brushed it back, Marco moaned and set his hand on her stomach.

The calmness was soon overshadowed by panic as they both heard a knock at the door, followed up by Bill’s voice, calling for Marco from the hallway. Marie pulled the sheets over her scantily clad body as Marco jumped out of the bed, and walked towards the door, only wearing his boxer briefs.

“Oh, I hope I’m not disturbing you,” Bill said, obviously seeing Marco’s fairly compromising state.

Marco looked back into the room as he heard the shower starting up. When he turned back to look at Bill, he tried to be as convincing as possible. “No, I just woke up.”

“I was just wondering if you’d seen Marie at all? The doorman said she never left the hotel, but the concierge didn’t have a room under her name,”

The door pulled open a little more, and Marie stood beside Marco, now dressed in one of the hotel’s robes, with her hair wet as though she’d just taken a shower, “I’m here, dad.”

“Marie, I’ve been looking for you all night. Why didn’t you call?”

“Slipped my mind.” She paused and leaned into Marco subtly, “I was with Marco… he wouldn’t let anything happen to me.”

“I think we should leave, Marie. Let Mr. Scandella start his morning,” Bill turned as if he expected her to follow him out.

“I’m going to start the morning with him. I tagged along for your event, acted ladylike all night… I held up to my end, and now I don’t owe you anything.”

“Marie,” Bill reached forward gripping onto her wrist. Marie tried to tug away from him, but the harder she tried, the tighter he held on.

“I think you should let go of her, Doctor Thatcher,” Marco growled. He was much taller than Bill, and there was no doubt who would win if a fight broke out.

Bill eventually did as he was told, and after taking a moment to glare at both of them, he walked off back down the hall, waiting for one of the elevators to pick him up. Marco retreated back into the hotel room, picking up his slacks from the night before. Marie followed him, and as she saw him getting redressed, she lunged for his white dress shirt, and put it on, with her lingerie showing from beneath the thin fabric.

“C’mon Marie,” he grinned, reaching for the end of his shirt.

“C’mon Marco,” she copied, skillfully eluding his strong grasp and reached down for his tie that had spent the night on the bed with them. She flung it around his neck and tugged on the ends to force him to bend down so she could kiss his lips, “you’re a naughty boy, lying to my dad.”

He smirked and pulled the tie out of her hands, “I could go get him to take you away if you’d like,” he threatened playfully. When Marie set her hands against his chest, Marco held both of her wrists with one hand, while he used his other one to wrap the tie around them, securing her hands together. Marie let out an amused coo as Marco leaned into her neck and grumbled, “you’re the naughty one. Hiding all night with a guy you barely know.”

Marie’s eyes got wider as he pushed her back onto the bed, positioning her in the way that he wanted; on her stomach. His shirt covered most of her body, and he flipped up the end, showing off her bright red thong, before he peeled it away from her body, slipping it further and further down her legs.

Marco wrapped an arm around her waist and propped her up on her knees, smiling to himself as he pulled her ass cheeks apart with his hands, and leaned in to trace his tongue around her entrance, pushing the tip of his tongue into her. She let out a quiet moan at the same time someone knocked on the door again, and Marco pulled away from her, “stay like this.”

He smirked down at her and walked over to the door, pulling it open and greeting the person pleasantly as though he had been expecting an interruption. After the door shut, Marie turned her head to look back at Marco, but she was surprised to see not only him, but Charlie as well, unable to hide the smile that formed on his face when he saw Marie in the position she was told to keep.

Her eyes darted to Marco, who now had his arms folded across his chest. “You said you had been thinking of Charlie,”

“I was kidding,” she retorted. It didn’t surprise her that Marco had probably texted Charlie last night. They were close, and Marco was always trying to push the envelope with her, giving her more pleasure than she expected.

“So you want him to leave?” Both boys took a step forward closer to the bed.

Marie chewed on her bottom lip and grinned, shaking her head as she wiggled her hips, and then collapsed to the bed, spreading her legs apart further. Why not, right? I mean the plan was originally to sleep their way through Canada. So why not kill two birds with one stone?

Marco leaned back on the bed, replacing his lips where they had once been along her center. Marie closed her eyes slowly, letting out a breathy moan, and when she opened her eyes back up, Charlie was already stepping out of his jeans. She clenched her hands together as they were still bound tightly, and she tried to enjoy the feeling of Marco getting her ready for the experience, but all she could think about was Charlie as he kneeled in front of her on the bed, pushing his boxers down his thighs.

Charlie wasn’t as big as Marco, but rather the size she was used to having, and Marie smirked up at him, crawling forward on her elbows to get her mouth closer to his dick. She parted her lips and took him into her mouth, humming against him as Marco flicked his tongue against her clit. She had to take a moment to look back at Marco, seeing him in the process of licking his fingers and then dragging them along his length, trying to get himself ready to slip into her.

She returned her attention on Charlie, flicked her eyes up to his as she shook her head back and forth, working his shaft further and further down her throat. With the head of his dick tapping the back of her throat, she held her head in place, and just as she gagged, she went to pull back. But instead of letting her go, Charlie set his hands on the back of her head, and forced her to stay put, muttering out profanities as his shaft twitched in her mouth. Finally, and not a moment too long, Charlie yanked on Marie’s hair, pulling her mouth off of him. She was already panting trying to regain to breath, only to have it taken from her the moment Marco thrust his hips forward, burying his length into her tight, throbbing entrance.

“Fuck…” Marie gasped and dropped her head. She felt Charlie reach forward and take her breasts in his hands, squeezing them roughly as he leaned in to kiss her lips roughly.

With each of Marco’s powerful thrusts, Marie’s body was sent forward and she tilted her head to the side, getting back to sucking Charlie. Marco set his hands on either side of her waist and held her still as he began to drill into her. She cried out, feeling Marco’s size stretching her to fit him, and she jerked her hands, trying to get them free.

“Untie her,” he ordered his teammate.

Marie pulled back, grazing her teeth gently along Charlie’s shaft as he reached down to loosen the tie around her wrists enough for her to pull her hands free.

She held onto one of Marco’s wrists with her hand and looked back at him, eyebrows furrowed as she tried to hold out for him, “I want you in my mouth,” she whined for him.

At her request, both guys stopped and moved around her, repositioning themselves in their new spots. Charlie held onto the base of his dick and slid his length along her wetness before pushing into the hole Marco had opened up for him. He let out a throaty groan and spanked her roughly.

“Open your mouth…” Marco whispered, getting Marie’s attention back on him. Once she flicked her eyes up to his and did as she was told, he forced slipped his length into her mouth, jaw dropping, “fuck… Good girl,”

Marie moaned quietly and dragged her tongue along the underside of his shaft, pursing her lips together tightly as she bobbed her head up and down on him to match the speed of Charlie’s thrusts. As Charlie began hitting her g-spot with each pass, Marie pulled her lips off of Marco and began stroking him, fingers getting tighter around him until finally, she stopped and squeezed him gently, feeling every muscle in her body go stiff. Charlie groaned and Marco looked up at him, knowing what he was feeling.

After riding out her orgasm, Marie glared back up at Marco, a sadistic grin across her face as she flicked her tongue against his tip, sucking on him, while her hands twisted in opposite directions on his shaft. With the tightness around him, Charlie pulled out and stroked himself quickly, panting out as he shot his load on Marie’s lower back. He dragged his fingers across it, and with his other hand, he yanked on Marie’s hair, forcing her head to fling backwards, and she stared up at him, mouth wide open, and sucked on his fingers to taste him.

“Marie,” Marco grunted quietly. Charlie let go of her hair and she set her lips back over the head of Marco’s dick, pumping his dick eagerly until it twitched in her mouth, shooting rope after rope down her throat. “Open up,”

She giggled and sucked him clean before listening to his order; finally pulling back and opening up her mouth, smiling as she knew strands of his cum were sticking to her lips.

“Jesus,” Charlie murmured, and fell back onto the bed. His dick fell against his abdomen and twitched as he watched Marie crawl up on her knees in order to kiss Marco.

Marco cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lips quickly, pushing his dress shirt off her shoulders. It had stayed on despite all the frantic movements, and now he wanted her in nothing but her bra. He kissed her again, this time slower, and then smacked his hand down against her ass, “go to Charlie.”

Marie batted her long eyelashes at him and then crawled over to Charlie, straddled his hips and then began grinding herself against him, looking down as her swollen, red pussy lips massaged the underside of his shaft. Marco got up from the bed, cupped his hands over his crotch, and strode into the bathroom. Only a few moments later, Marie heard the shower turn on.

They spent the next few minutes making out, and once Charlie’s raging erection calmed down some, he stood up, and redressed himself, kissing her cheek sweetly one last time, “you’re a hell of a girl.”

She grinned and kissed him once more, waiting for him to leave the hotel room. When the door was shut and she was left alone, Marie walked to the bathroom, nudged the door open, and slipped in. Steam was fogging up the small area, and Marie hopped up onto the sink, feeling a pulsing sensation from inside her.

“How’d Charlie know you were here?” Marie asked, grabbing Marco’s attention. He was rinsing out his hair, and looked at her through the glass door of the shower.

“I texted him last night,” he winked and shut off the water. Shaking his head to get the excess water out of his hair, before he reached for a towel and draped it around his hips.

“You planned out a threesome,” Marie giggled and sat up straighter as he exited the shower and walked towards her, standing in between her legs.

“I wanted to see how far I could take you,” he smiled and leaned in slowly, brushing his lips against hers. “How do you feel?”

Marie wrapped her arms around his neck, “like I’ve just been fucked by two insanely attractive men.” She paused and looked down at his body. With his hands rested on the counter on either side of her hips, the muscles in his shoulders flexed and it took everything in her to keep steady. “What are we doing? I mean are we just fucking around for the summer?”

“Can’t we just take it day by day? We’re having fun right now. I don’t know where it’s gonna go. By September you’ll be back in school and I’ll be in Minnesota, so I don’t know.” He pursed his lips and stared down at her, “is that a good answer?”

She looked into his eyes and nodded. There wasn’t really much she could add. And Marco leaned in and pressed his lips against her forehead, lingering there. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tightly. Despite the fact that she’d just had her first threesome with him and his teammate, she couldn’t deny that she felt Marco liked her a little more than just a random girl to screw around with.

Notes

"Best I Ever Had" by Gavin DeGraw.

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