The glass shattered against the refrigerator. Blood roared in my ears, every muscle in my body tightening and my hands clenching to fists.

“Fuck, Garret, you need to breathe.”

I whirled at Max, narrowing my eyes at him.

“Don’t tell me to breathe,” I hissed.

“He’s right. You need to fucking calm down.”

This time, I whirled on Nolan, jabbing a finger at him.

“You fucking idiots.”

They both bristled. We rarely fought. Fuck, we’d actually fought fought — with fists — only the once, back in high school, while drunk. And it’d ended with all three of us kicking the snot out of each other. Us fighting never meant a winner, just three losers.

But this, this was something bigger. This was raw. It was confusing, too. Was I actually that mad about Nolan jeopardizing his career? Or about Max? Or was I just jealous?

I knew what I’d felt around her. Hell, I knew what I’d felt seeing her around the halls at school. But having her living here, and being near her like this, it’d lit something inside of me, and there was no denying it as much as I damn well wanted to. I had no business thinking about a girl like her the way I was. Not as a military man, not as a professor, and certainly not as a guy twice her age.

But I couldn’t help it, and I couldn’t fucking stop.

Yes, she was fucking gorgeous, and sexy as hell. And so fucking innocent and sweet. But it was also the fire inside of her. She’d fought to get where she was in life, that was clear. She’d seen fire and rain, like me. And she’d still ended up so fucking sweet. So warm. So full of love and life.

No, Cora Hartley set something ablaze inside of me I’d never felt. Not even with Melanie, which as fucked up as it sounds was true. You know how I knew I was okay with my fiancée leaving me the way she had?

Because it hadn’t broken me.

Fuck it’d barely even hurt me. For the first few weeks, I wondered if I was just numb, but then I realized it was something else. It was that Melanie had never lit a spark inside of me, she’d just been easy, and comfortable. Until she walked out. But then, that was the best thing that’d ever happened to me.

I thought about spending my life with someone who didn’t give me that heat through me, who didn’t make my heart clench up tight every time she walked into the room

Melanie hadn’t.

…But Cora Hartley did.

Fuck, she did all those things. She sent me fucking reeling when she walked into a room. But here we were, my two best friends in the world telling me what’d happened the night before when I’d been gone. They’d both slept with her, together — Nolan once before then. Through the storm raging inside of me, I honestly couldn’t tell if it made me furious with jealousy or got my blood blazing liking nothing else.

I couldn’t tell if I was angry or more turned on than I’d ever been.

None of us had ever shared a girl before — not once. Max and I had dated the same girl, at the same time once. Of course we didn’t know that for the first week or two, and after that, we tried it out, both of us dating her separately for another week or so. Obviously, that hadn’t lasted very long.

But we’d never been involved with girl like this together. Never two of us with one girl. I groaned, my blood roaring like fire at the thought of little innocent Cora panting and moaning between my two big friends. I imaged her screaming and writhing in pleasure, her tight little body trembling as they both fucked her, and claimed her, and filled her out together.

Fuck I was hard.

And angry.

But mostly hard.

“You—” I wanted to yell at Nolan, but quickly, my reasoning was fading. What was I going to do, yell at him for fucking a student when I wanted to fuck the same girl?

“Say something, man,” he said quietly.

“Where is sh?,” I growled.

“At campus.”

I shook my head. “This is… fuck.”

“Look, tonight, okay?” Max stepped forward. “We’ll all go out, the three of us. We need to set this straight and cut out the bullshit about what this all is. We need to sort this out.

“There’s nothing to sort,” I muttered.

Nolan gave me a look.

“Bullshit. I know that look, Garret.”

“You don’t.”

“The fuck I don’t. You’re into her.” He winced, his face tightening as he shook his head and looked at his feet. “Shit, I’m sorry man. If we’d known—”

“You’d have stopped?”

They glanced at each other. Slowly, Nolan turned back and shook his head.

“No,” he said quietly. “No I don’t know if we would have.”

“This doesn’t have to be this…thing,” Max grumbled.

“Oh it doesn’t, huh? The three of us, and we’re all into her? How the fuck is that not going to be a thing?”

“Look,” Nolan growled fiercely. “This isn’t just a fun sex thing buddy, this is real. We both feel for this girl, big time.”

I looked away.

“Look, I need to get to campus,” Nolan finally sighed when I didn’t respond.

“And I have a meeting with my business manager,” Max muttered.

“Fine.”

“Garret.”

I looked up, to see Nolan holding my gaze.

“Tonight. Let’s get a drink and we'll talk this through.”

I sighed, taking a deep breath and looking away before I finally glanced back at them.

“Fine. Tonight it is.”

We left it like that, the both of them ducking out to get to where they needed to be. But me, I felt like I was buzzing. I felt like my body was fucking flying even if I was standing still.

I needed to move.

* * *

Running felt good. It always did, and whenever I went out for a run, it cleared my head.

…I was really fucking counting on it doing just that.

I pushed myself harder than I usually did, keeping my pace fast and merciless as I pushed past my usual five mile mark. I went past seven and my legs started aching. At ten, my lungs started to burn.

At twelve miles, I called it quits before my body gave out. But my head was still spinning.

The run had looped me around the neighborhoods around campus back close to Nolan’s house, so I lightly jogged the last mile back home. My thoughts were a blur as I stormed into the house, yanking my headphones out.

I needed a hot shower. And maybe a beer or three.

I yanked my shirt off in the hallway, kicking my socks and shoes off and dropping my shorts and boxers. Sweating, my muscles still heaving, I took the stairs two at a time and moved towards the bathroom at the end of the hall. I need to calm down, take a shower and figure this—

I swung the door wide, stepped in, and fucking stumbled right into her.

Cora gasped, whirling and half shrieking as she yanked the towel up around her and jumped a step back.

“Professor!”

Every muscle in my body froze. Our eyes locked. My muscles clenched. Fire sparked form her sharp blue ones into mine, and steam from the shower she’d clearly just stepped out of swirled around us.

“I— I was just… the shower.”

She swallowed, her eyes dropping down my naked body and her cheeks reddening as they landed on my cock. Blood rushed to it, swelling it rock hard in seconds before her very eyes, and she gasped quietly.

“I didn’t know you were home,” she whispered.

My eyes trailed over her, sliding up her long lean legs, stalling at the peek of hip from the side of the towel. The white terry cloth slipped in her hand, sliding across one breast and giving me a glimpse of the soft curve and the briefest little flash of pink nipple. Cora gasped and yanked the towel back, but it was too late.

Something inside of me snapped.

The last of my resolve broke.

I stepped into the room, and her breath caught.

“Professor…”

The door shut behind me, the steam filling the small room as it swirled around us.

“What are you—”

“I know what you did,” I growled, moving closer, my blood roaring and my cock aching.

Cora swallowed thickly, her eyes going wide.

“I— I don’t know what—”

“I know you fucked both of them,” I groaned quietly.

Her face blushed crimson, her pulse thumping in the hollow of her neck.

“Professor, I—”

“Dirty, dirty little girl,” I growled, making her gasp quietly. She backed up, her back coming up again the glass of the shower stall

“I don’t know what you—”

“Yes you do,” I hissed.” You spread your pretty legs for both of them. You opened those big soft lips of yours and sucked their cocks like a bad girl.”

Cora moaned, the heat blooming across her skin. I moved closer, my hand reaching out and my fingers tightening on the towel

“Professor Cole,” she whispered.

“What a dirty little girl, fucking two older men like that.”

She whimpered this time, and when I pulled on the towel, she let go. It dropped to the floor, and suddenly, I was standing right in front of her, inches away from barely legal, totally off limits, and utterly forbidden temptation. The object of my desire. Of my lust. Of my swirl of emotions.

“You were just showering them off weren’t you?” I growled.

“I—”

“But see, dirty girls like being dirty, don’t they, Cora?”

She blinked, and when I moved against her, she gasped quietly. I groaned, her soft skin pressing to mine. My cock throbbed against her soft stomach, her tits pressing into my rock hard chest, her nipples dragging over my skin.

“Oh fuck,” she whispered, her body shivering against mine.

“Did you like fucking both of them?” I growled

She bit her lip.

“Cora.” I reached out and cupped her cheek with one hand, tilting her chin up so her big blue eyes locked with mine. “Tell me, baby girl”

And slowly, she nodded.

“Yes,” she barely whispered out.

“You liked having two big cocks fucking you like a dirty little slut?”

She moaned, whimpered as her hips rocked against me. Fuck, I could feel the heat of her slick little cunt against my thigh, and the cum boiled in my balls as her hot little body slid against mine.

“Yes,” she whispered, her face bright red.

“Fuck, Cora.”

I lost whatever control I had left. My lips crashed into hers, and suddenly, I was kissing her hungrily — like a starving man. She moaned into me, kissing me right back, her soft little tongue dueling with mine.

I pulled away, grabbing her and whirling her around to press her against the bathroom counter. My hands slid down her perfect body, feeling every inch of her soft skin and making her moan as I grabbed her hips. I lifted her up as she gasped, sitting her tight little ass right down on the bathroom vanity.

“Spread your legs, baby girl,” I growled. “Spread your legs and show me. Show me what a bad girl does for older men. Show me that pretty little fucking pussy that my friends got to taste last night.”

Cora moaned, kissing me wildly and yanking me into her. I kissed her fiercely, growling into her lips as I felt the heat of her hot little cunt press against my abs. Somehow, I managed to pull myself away long enough to let my eyes trail down over her body, her legs spread so wide like that.

Fuck she was perfect.

She blushed, her hands covering herself, but I shook my head, pulling them away.

“Uh uh, little girl,” I groaned. “Show me everything because I’m going to take everything.”

Slowly, blushing, Cora pulled her hands from between her legs where she’d been bashfully covering herself.

Fuck, she had without question the prettiest little pussy in the whole damn world — so pink, and slick, and wet.

So ready for me.

I growled, moving in and before she could say a word, my tongue slid out and dragged through her slippery wet folds. She moaned, her hips bucking against my mouth as my tongue teased up and down her pussy. I parted her lips with my tongue, lapping at her sweet honey and groaning into her soft pussy as my pulse roared through me. My cock throbbed between my legs, my balls heavy with my lust and my cum for her.

I slid my tongue higher, my hands pushing her thighs wide. My tongue curled around her hard little nub, teasing her clit with slow swipes as she went to fucking pieces under my tongue. I growled into her, sucking her little clit between my lips and sucking gently as I swirled my tongue around it over and over, until her ass was lifting right off the bathroom counter against me.

Cora’s moans filled the room, her hips bucking faster and her hands sliding down into my hair. But I wanted more.

I slid my tongue lower, teasing down over her slit and pushing it inside to fuck that little cunt with my wet tongue. She groaned, her hands tightening on my hair as I tongue-fucked her into a writhing, moaning mess. But my tongue slid lower then, teasing down over her perineum, and as the gasp caught in her throat, my tongue did a slow, teasing swirl over her tight, puckered little asshole.

“Oh fuck, Professor! You can’t—”

“Can’t or shouldn’t?” I groaned into her, my hands gripping her ass tight as dragged my tongue across her forbidden hole.

“I—” she panted. “Shouldn’t…” she whispered breathlessly.

“Because it’s so dirty?”

She nodded, her eyes wide as she looked down at me between her legs.

“Because it feels fucking good when I lick your naughty little ass, and you feel like a dirty girl for liking it.”

She moaned, nodding as the whimper tumbled from her lips.

“So maybe you’re not such a good girl at all, baby girl,” I purred. “Maybe you’re a naughty girl. Because only naughty girls like their asses getting licked.”

I swirled my tongue across her little ring again, and she moaned so fucking sweetly that I could feel my cock lurch. Precum pumped from my swollen head, dripping onto the floor as my cock throbbed between my legs. I tongued her harder, pressing my tongue against her and making her writhe in pleasure. Her hips bucked against my mouth, her fingers tightening almost painfully in my hair.

“Oh fuck, professor!”

I brought my hand up, my thumb rubbing her swollen clit in slow circles matching the tempo of my tongue on her asshole. I groaned, moving faster, and feeling her body start to tremble against me.

A dark hunger roared through my mind.

I wanted more.

I licked her harder, my thumb working her clit in deliberate circles as I dragged her right to the edge of her climax. I moved faster, licking and teasing her and coaxing her higher. Cora moaned, her whole body trembling as it rocked off the counter, bucking against my mouth.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh FUCK!”

“You want to come with my tongue on this naughty little ass, don’t you?” I growled fiercely. “You want to come like a dirty girl should, with your professor’s tongue on your asshole and his fingers on your naughty pussy.”

Her body rocked harder and harder, trembling and tightening as she teetered on the edge.

“Come for me,” I growled into her, swirling my tongue around and around. “Fucking come for me, baby girl.”

She went off like a bomb. She screamed her orgasm into the hot, steamy air of the bathroom, her whole body rippling and tensing as her hips rocked against my mouth. Her fingers clawed at my hair, her hips bucking against my face again and again as the climax tore through her.

Slowly, I pulled away, kissing her thigh and then her hip, and then moving higher as I stood. My mouth found her sensitive neck, making her gasp as I nibbled her skin.

“Turn around, angel,” I rasped into her ear.

Cora nodded eagerly, her hand sliding over my rock hard body as I helped her off the counter and spun her around. I pushed her against the vanity, pinning her against it as I brought a hand up between her legs. I stroked her sticky, slick, dripping wet pussy with two fingers, rolling them over her clit. I eased them away, and I growled as I eased my cock against her, my thick, swollen head gliding over her slippery wet pussy.

“Now it’s my turn,” I purred into her ear.

I pushed inside, making her cry out as I buried half of my thick cock inside of her in one stroke. I paused, choking for air with my head spinning at the feel of pure, slick, velvety heaven wrapped tight around my dick. I grit my teeth as I pushed the rest of the way inside, easing every inch inside until I was buried to the hilt.

I eased out, groaning as her slick little cunt gripped me so tight, her wet heat milking me. I drove back in slowly, letting her feel every single inch of my cock as I claimed her as my own.

“You like that little pussy getting filled, don’t you?” I groaned. “You like getting this pretty cunt fucked like a bad girl.”

Cora moaned in pleasure, her hair tumbling across her face and her hands clawing at the mirror in front of us.

“Yes! Oh fuck, yes daddy!”

I froze, my blood turning to fire in my veins and my cock swelling up hard as steel inside of her.

Cora gasped, one hand flying to her mouth as she glanced back at me. “Oh, God, sorry, I—”

My lips crushed to hers, my hand tangling in her hair and pulling her against me as I kissed her with every ounce of fire inside of me. She moaned wildly into my mouth, her pussy rippling along my length as I ground it deep between her legs.

“Daddy, hmm?”

She blushed, biting her lip.

“That who you want to be a dirty girl for?” I hissed, grinding my cock deep inside. “You want to be a dirty girl for daddy?”

She moaned so deeply, her pussy gripping me tight as I started to slide out and then drive deep back inside. I started to move my hips faster, fucking her tight little pussy with my thick cock as she wailed in pleasure.

But I had more in mind. I’d seen what I wanted, and now, I was going to have it.

I pulled out, sliding back and letting my cock tease up over her ass.

Cora’s eyes went wide in the steamy fogged mirror.

“Oh, fuck…”

“You want to show me how bad you can be, baby girl?”

She’s panting, her eyes hungry and locked on mine through the mirror as she slowly nodded.

“Yes daddy.”

I groaned, my cock throbbing against her ring.

“You want me to slide my big cock in this tight little ass?”

“Yes,” she hissed, her body trembling as she pushed back against me.

“Have you ever had a man back here?”

Shook her head quickly, blushing, and my blood roared.

Mine. This was mine to claim. Forget the consequences, or the fallout. There was no way I was stopping. There was no way I could ever stop with her.

I eased my slick cock head against her asshole, and she tensed.

“I’m not going to hurt you, angel,” I whispered into her ear, kissing the side of her neck slowly and letting her melt into me. One hand held her firmly by the hip, the other gripping my thick cock tight as I eased the slick head against her ass.

“Just relax for me, baby. Relax and open that little ass for daddy.”

We both groaned as my thick, swollen crown pressed against her center.

“Reach back, baby girl.”

Cora whimpered as she brought her arms back, her fingers gripping her ass, like she knew what I wanted.

“Open wide. Open up for daddy.”

Her panting moans filled the room as the blood roared in my ears. I eased against her, so slowly and so gently, until suddenly, my big thick head slipped inside, and she gasped.

“There we go,” I growled, my hands holding her hips tightly. I eased inside, another inch slipping in, and Cora moaned.

“Oh fuck, daddy!”

I growled, sliding my big dick into her tight little ass, feeling her muscles and her ring tighten and grip at me so damn tightly. One of her hands slid to her own hips, entwining with my fingers there and gripping my hand tightly. The other one slid up the mirror in front of us, her palm against the glass.

I kept going, easing more and more inside, until every damn inch of my big cock was buried to the hilt in her sweet little ass. My hands gripped her thighs, and slowly, I eased out until just the head was inside. We both moaned, panting in the steamy room before I slowly started to slide my cock back into her ass.

“Oh God, that feels so fucking good,” she breathed, her fingers clawing at the mirror and her ass gripping me so tightly. I could feel the cum boiling in my balls as I slowly eased in and out, fucking her tight little hole with deep, even thrusts. I reached around her hips, and when my fingers slid over her throbbing clit, she started to moan even louder.

“See, bad girls get their naughty, bratty asses fucked by daddy for fooling around with his friends,” I hissed into her ear, her body trembling against mine as I drove my cock deep. “Did you like fucking two of them at once? Did you like two big, older men filling you with their thick cocks from both ends, and fucking you like a dirty girl?”

“Oh fuck, yes!” she screamed, thrusting back to meet my hips. I slid my hand up from her hip to cup her full tits, teasing her nipples as I rolled the fingers of my other hand over her clit. My thick cock drove deep inside of her clenching, hot little ass, her ring squeezing me so fucking tightly as her pussy dripped her desire into my hand.

“Two big dicks, all for you, hmm?” I groaned, my hips crashing into her ass as I filled her with my cock. “Greedy girl.”

Cora moaned deeply, her body clenching tight as her breath came hard and ragged.

“In fact,” I whispered darkly in her ear. “I bet a greedy little dirty girl like you would want three.”

Cora’s moan caught in her throat, and her whole body started to tremble and tense up.

“Next time,” I growled into her neck. “Next time, maybe all three of us will fuck you together. Maybe all three of us will feel those big pouty lips wrapped around our cocks. And feel that tight, pretty little pussy slide down every inch of us. Maybe next time, you’ll get three daddies fucking your naughty little ass to teach you a lesson.”

Her ass clamped down tight on my cock, her whole body started to shake, and her fingers clawed at the mirror in front of her.

“Come for me, baby girl,” I growled savagely, driving my cock deep inside of her ass. “Come for daddy.”

The orgasm hit her like a hurricane, shattering through her whole body. She moaned, her cries of pleasure filling the room and mixing with my animalistic roars as I plunged balls-deep in her tight college-girl ass and just fucking let go.

Hot, sticky cum pumped from my cock, splashing inside of her and filling her up to the brim with my seed. I groaned, my teeth nipping at her ear as I shot rope after thick rope of cum deep inside of her ass, until the two of us sank together, panting.

Lost.

I. Was. Lost in this girl.

I didn’t know what that meant, or where this all went with all three of us being into her, but I knew there was no turning back.