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***Ella***
Iwasn’t sure what to expect once we were alone in the truck but it wasn’t for Vaughn to pull me into his lap and spread me open for Fisher to watch from the front seat. My awareness was so heightened as I waited for someone to explode that every one of his breaths against my neck felt erotic.
“Drive safe or I’ll kick your ass.” Vaughn spread my lower lips open and grunted to Fisher. “Are you waiting for a fucking invitation?”
I gasped as Fisher reached over the seat and stroked his hand over my core. He held my gaze as he pushed two fingers inside me. My brain went up in flames as Vaughn shifted his hand and pushed a finger in next to Fisher’s.
“Fuck, you’re dripping wet, Ella.”
Fisher smirked at me. “She likes when we call her Ella Rae. Just like you.”
Vaughn groaned into the side of my neck. “Is that right?”
“See for yourself.”
I held my breath as Vaughn spoke in a quiet growl against my ear. “You like the way I call you Ella Rae?”
They both moaned as my body reacted. Booth swore from the driver’s seat. “This is bullshit. I should’ve forced one of you to drive.”
I reached out and grabbed his shoulder, wanting to connect him to whatever the hell we were doing. I dropped my head back on Vaughn’s shoulder and moaned. “This is crazy.”
“Look at the way you naturally want to take care of all three of us, Ella Rae. This isn’t crazy. This might just make sense.” Fisher pulled his fingers out of me and sucked them clean before pushing them deep again. “I told you. I’d rather share you than not get to have you at all.”
“I need to taste you as soon as we get home, Ella Rae. I need to drink straight from the source.” Vaughn turned my face to his and stared into my eyes. “You can call this off at any time. Know that.”
I searched his face and swallowed down my nerves. “I trust you. I trust all of you.”
“What the fuck…?” Booth’s annoyed and questioning voice turned into one of slight panic. “Oh, shit. Vaughn, we’ve got company.”
Before I could see what was happening, Vaughn had already eased me off of his lap and was swearing while trying to make sure I was covered. “What? Who is it?”
“My dad.” Vaughn adjusted himself in his pants and rubbed his hands down his face. “What a great fucking time for a surprise visit.”
I felt all the blood drain from my face. “Oh, my god. Do you think he knows? How would he know? Oh, my god. Maybe someone saw us. Why is he here, Vaughn?”
He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “Relax, Ella Rae. He doesn’t know anything. He doesn’t even know you’re living here.”
I frowned. “You didn’t tell him I was living here?”
He opened the door as soon as Booth parked and looked back at me. “I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything.”
Booth looked back at me. “Should I just keep driving?”
Vaughn leaned back into the truck. “Not funny. Get out, Booth.”
I looked down at myself and my panic went through the roof. “I can’t see him like this. I’m just going to hide. Leave me here.”
Booth shrugged out of his jacket and handed it back to me. “Come on. Let’s get this over with.”
With his jacket on I looked like I was wearing a knee-length dress so I felt a lot better. I was able to get out of the truck without running into traffic from shame at least. It’d been a decade since I’d seen Paul but he still called to check in on me every few months. He’d been the closest thing I ever had to a dad and he hadn’t written me off when he and Mom divorced. I hadn’t talked to him since I left Penn, though. I felt crushing shame for multiple reasons in that moment.
The sound of Paul’s voice was usually comforting and welcome but right then, it was the last thing in the world I wanted to hear. He greeted Vaughn like he hadn’t seen him or spoken to him in years. “Son! Looking good! I caught that last game against Auburn. You and Fisher are a killer duo.”
“Hey, Dad. What are you doing here?” The sound of them hugging and slapping each other on the back was loud, even with the street being alive with Halloween fun.
“Hey, Mr. Adler. How’s it going?” Booth greeted Paul just as happily as Vaughn and I wondered for a second if they weren’t glad to be getting out of whatever the hell we’d been planning on doing.
