Too Hard To Choose

Chapter Fourteen-Maybe it is something I could do.

Violet

I wake up naked and alone in my bed. I had no idea how long I had been asleep. I remember falling asleep after a few sessions with Tyson. I was exhausted. He was there before I fell asleep. It doesn't matter he is gone. I didn't expect him to stay. I searched for my cell phone to check the time. It is after three; I haven't been asleep long. Maybe an hour or so. I sit up and glance around for something to wear. I notice Tyson's tee and jeans are still in my room. I reach for the tee, pull it over my head and take a pair of panties from my drawer, slipping them on underneath. I hope he doesn't mind.

I leave my room to go search for him, "Tyson?" I call out.

"Kitchen, gorgeous," he calls back.

I head through to see him standing at the counter, making food. He is only in his boxers. I watch as his muscles flex and lick my lips. I squeeze my thighs together as I become aroused again. Since when am I so easily turned on?

"What are you doing?"

Tyson turns to face me. He runs his eyes over me and smirks, "Mmm, you look good in my shirt."

I blush and look at the ground, "I hope you don't mind. It was the closest thing to me."

"No, not at all. Don't go all shy on me now, angel, not after the things we did." He chuckles.

I giggle and make eye contact with him again. He motions me to him, and I happily go. The second I am close enough, he grabs the tee covering my body and pulls me into him, kissing me roughly. I moan, and my arms go around his neck. I happily kiss back. Tyson's hand runs down my back, onto my ass and slaps it. I whimper and kiss him harder.

Tyson groans into my lips and hooks his hands under my legs, lifting me from the ground. He turns us around and props me up on the counter, standing between my legs. Tyson runs his hands up my legs and onto my thighs, massaging them as we fall into a heated kiss once again.

I could feel my panties dampen. I slip my legs around him and bring him closer to me. I am not the only one excited because I can feel his c**k getting hard. Tyson parts from my lips and starts to kiss my neck. I whimper and entangle my fingers into his hair.

His lips fall at my ear, "Are you ready for me again?" he rasps.

"Yes." I breathe out.

Tyson rips my panties off and drops them to the kitchen floor, pushing the tee up. I eagerly push his boxers down and moan when my eyes fall on his excitement. He pulls my ass to the edge of the counter and claims my lips in his before he presses deeply into me. I cry out as he fills me up. His size is perfect for me.

He thrust rough and hard.

"Yes! f**k, just like that." I cry out.

"You like it rough, don't you?" he growls.

I can only nod and moan in response. He draws out of me, and I whine at the loss of contact.

Tyson chuckles, "I want you to bend over the counter for me." he demands.

I whimper and nod eagerly. He helps me off the counter, and I turn around, placing my hands on the counter. He comes up behind me, pushing my legs apart and pulls my ass out before he rails back into me.

I squeal and push back against him. He spanks my ass hard and gets back to f*****g me. Every stroke is deeper than the previous. He wraps my hair in his hand and yanks. It adds to the pleasure, and I tighten around his c**k.

"So soon, angel?" he hisses in my ear.

"Yes. You are so f*****g good." I pant.

His hands come around to the front of my body to rub my clit. He draws out of me again, but only for a second before plunging back in. I scream, and my legs start to shake.

"Your p***y feels so good around me, Violet." He growls.

It only takes another minute until an intense orgasm dominates me, and I erupt around him. My front falls flat against the counter, and I struggle to keep myself up. Tyson wraps his arms around me, keeping me in place and continues to press into me.

"Come for me, Tyson. Fill me up." I stammer out between my heavy breaths.

"I am close, baby. Hold on for me, just a little longer," he grunts.

"Okay," I whisper.

Tyson buries his face in my shoulder and aims for his end. One, two, three more deep thrust and I feel his c**k swell in me. He starts to curse and pant. His fingers dig into me, and his warmth fills me up. Thank God for birth control. It is enough to make me come for a second time. We ride through our highs and become still to catch our breaths. Tyson helps me turn back around and kisses me.

"Mmm, I think your p***y may be my new addiction." He mumbles against my lips.

I think my new addiction is d**k!

We break from the kiss, and he winks at me, "Now, we should eat and get something to drink. We need our energy and to stay hydrated because I am not finished with you yet, sweetness."

"Bring it on." I purr.

I am not sure how much more I can handle, but I plan on going until I can't.

"Really, in the kitchen?" we hear from behind us with a chuckle.

I am glad he is in front of me, hiding my lower half-naked body. I glance over Tyson's shoulder and see Arlo standing, a smirk on his lips.

"Yes, problem?" Tyson chuckles.

I bury my face in Tyson's chest, embarrassed. I don't know why because none of them are. They seem so casual with the entire thing.

"Yes, I wasn't involved." Arlo laughs.

"You came in a little too late," Tyson replies.

"Really, guys? I am not having a threesome with you." I snicker and make eye contact with Arlo.

"Too bad. You kids have fun. I just need to grab something, and then I will be gone again." He smiles and disappears to his bedroom.

Tyson steps back, and I pull the tee down to hide everything in case Arlo comes back in.

"I can't believe we just got caught," I say.

"Don't worry about it, sweetness. It isn't the first time, and it won't be the last us guys have walked in on one another." He smiles and kisses me softly.

"I am still adjusting to everything that has been going on."

"I know you are gorgeous, but you shouldn't worry so much. All is good."

I nod and smile. Tyson puts his boxers back on and offers me his hand. I take it.

"Come on, let's get cleaned up and then we can eat." He suggests.

"Sounds good."

Tyson leads us towards the bathroom, and we run into Arlo on the way.

"I hope you have been taking care of her," he says to Tyson.

He nods, "Always."

Arlo says goodbye and heads out. Tyson and I enter the bathroom. I won't lie; even though I keep saying I won't be having a threesome; it is something that is crossing my mind. If s*x with each of them is so damn good and hot, I can only imagine what it would be like with the two of them. Maybe it is something I could do once I get my head around everything else that has been going on.