Food for the Soul (21 page)

“However…there has been a new”—he waved his hand around, searching for the right word—“factor.”

“What factor?”

“We were reviewing the contract of your loan, the original contract that National Trust and the city came up with for your payment plan, and our lawyers discovered an interesting clause.”

“A clause?”

Harper was dumbfounded. She could only speak in two-word sentences. If Arthur Reeves was annoyed, then something was going in her favor.

“Yes. The former owners of National Trust added a clause stating if you were unable to make a payment due to circumstances out of your control, such as a robbery, you were to be given three months’ relief and time to pay what you owe.”

“Explain it to me like I’m a fifth grader.”

“Your loan is on vacation for three months. You will pay us what you owed us when you were robbed once the three months are over, and then normal payments shall again commence.” Arthur sat back and sighed. “It is the most ridiculous clause I’ve ever seen in my life. I’ve never heard of anything—”

Harper stood abruptly, her heart bursting with glee, and grabbed her bag. She waved at Arthur Reeves and called back over her shoulder, “See you in three months, Reeves!” Then she ran out of the building as though cloud nine was her personal chariot.

Three months. She had three months to raise money for what she owed and anything beyond that without incurring interest or late fees. This was a miracle. The old National Trust may have sunk, but they were still watching over her.

Feeling ecstatic, Harper began to make her way to Flynn’s, where Theo had crashed earlier from an overnight shift.

Three months to save the kitchen. She hopped on the bus that would take her closest to Flynn’s neighborhood, then pulled out her old phone. She texted Flynn.

On my way to your place

Should we have ice cream and pizza ready?

Her heart jumped a beat. They were both at Flynn’s waiting for her, ready to be there and comfort her after receiving a devastating blow. She was lucky. So fortunate. A large amount of shitty things had happened to her through her life, but this time, she was the happiest, most fortunate woman in the world. And with every moment she thought of her men, she fell more and more in love with them.

Can’t wait to see you both. Hold the pizza. Ice cream we can use in fun and creative ways. I have insanely amazing news. You won’t believe it.

This is Theo. What happened? Are you ok?

Yes, I’m on the bus. I’ll tell you when I get there. See you soon!

She ended her text conversation with a happy emoji that featured blushing cheeks and hearts. She was in that kind of mood. Her phone rang as she was putting it away. Theo calling.

“Hi, I’m on Main. I should be there in about twenty minutes. I can’t wait to tell you both what happened, but I’m not gonna say a thing until I get there!” She was excited enough to be bouncing in the seat, and it wasn’t from the pothole-filled bus ride.

“Harper, what are you doing on the bus?” Theo’s voice was chiding. “We could have come to pick you up. We said we would.”

“I know! But that was before I learned the most amazing thing ever. It has empowered me to take the bus.”

Theo chuckled, his deep voice setting off a whole slew of reactions in Harper’s body that added a delicious new layer to her excitement. “All right. We’ll keep an eye out for you.”

A new voice came on the line. “Be careful, kid.” Flynn sounded wary. “People with injuries look like—”

“Victims. I know.” Their concern was sweet, but she would be fine. Her bruise was mostly green now but beginning to fade. “It’s one bus ride, then a couple blocks, and I’m there. Easy as pie. I’m going now.”

“Okay, okay.”

“Who’s watching Ben?”

“He’s spending the day at my dad’s, helping him unpack. Thanks for asking.” Flynn sighed, but it didn’t sound like a good, content sigh.

“Is everything all right?” she asked, putting aside her ebullience to focus on Flynn.

“Only Dad being his usual lovely self, but it’s nothing out of the norm. We’ll see you soon, kid.”

“I can’t wait,” she said, trying to keep from squealing with excitement.

“Me too.”

There was a scuffle before she heard Theo’s voice back on the line. “Me too, sexy.”

She hung up to the sounds of the guys attempting to wrestle the phone from one another. They were wonderful. This day was wonderful. Nothing could take this feeling away from her. She’d hold on to it like the precious gift it was, and on rainy days, she would take it out and get high on the vapors. It was that good.

No, they were that good. And she was that lucky.

Harper leaped off the bus when the driver reached her stop, much to the amusement of the other passengers she was sure. She sprinted the three blocks long blocks to Flynn’s house, then ran up the driveway. Theo and Flynn opened the front door as she reached it, and Harper used her momentum to propel herself into their arms. They all staggered back, and she kicked the door shut.

“Are we alone?”

“Yeah, I told you on the phone Ben is with Mitchell—”

“Marcie and John or any of your employees here?” she asked as she began to undress, tearing her shirt and bra off, then throwing them on the floor.

“No, we—Harper, not that I’m complaining, but what is going on?” Theo asked, watching her in amusement.

“I want you both inside me.” She pushed her skirt, underwear, and sneakers off, then stood naked before both of them, her heart pounding and in search of a release of all the jovial energy she had coming from her mended soul. “Now,” was the last thing she said before turning around and dashing up to the master bedroom. She got as far as the doorway when a naked man wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her onto the bed on all fours. It was Theo leaning over her, rubbing his bare cock along her ass cheeks and the base of her spine. He crept his hand down and began to massage her pussy lips. She leaned into it, her back rubbing against his chest and her pelvis pushing into his hand.

“This what you wanted?”

She shook her head, and he playfully nipped at her neck.

“No? Then what, sexy?”

“Both of you,” she panted as Theo pushed two fingers inside her, slipping within easily, as she had been ready for them the second she’d leaped off that bus.

“One at a time?” Theo kept one hand in her cunt but supported her abdomen by wrapping the other around it, then pulled them up to a kneeling position. He continued to tease and fuck her cunt with two long fingers but with his other kneaded and pinched her breast and nipple, making sweat drip down her back.

“No, at the same time.”

“Like this?” Flynn asked, crawling onto the bed. Beautifully naked, he stood, his cock directly in front of her, and gently gripped her hair to bring her forward.

She couldn’t help herself. Faced with the stark masculinity of his erect member, she was overcome with wanting to lick and suck. She gave in a bit, nibbling around the mushroomed head, then licking along the thick vein. Flynn guided the tip to her lips, and she took him in with a moan echoed by Theo.

“That is sexy as fuck. Suck him harder.” Theo adjusted his stance behind her, canting her hips back enough to give him room to slip within, his penis sliding along her walls, stretching her with his considerable girth. “Flynn, baby, she’s wet. You need to feel this. Ah, fuck. I want to come just from being inside her cunt.”

Harper pulled her mouth off Flynn’s cock and said, “No, not yet. I want you both inside me.”

“We are—”

“Theo, I want you in my cunt and Flynn in my ass.”

Silence stretched between them, and Harper would have laughed at Flynn standing there dumbfounded with his dick in his hand if she hadn’t needed release so terribly.

Flynn came out of his stupor first. “You sure, baby?”

“Yes, I’m sure. I need to feel you both, now, damn it.” She slammed a fist on her thigh, unwilling to wait for what she wanted any longer.

With an impressive strength, Flynn picked her up and into a standing position. He kissed her slowly, letting his tongue explore every inch of her mouth, and she savored the striking man she had come to love terribly in such a short time.

“Thank you for letting me be your first.”

She couldn’t help her devil’s grin as she said, “Never told you I hadn’t done it before.”

Flynn looked past her shoulder at Theo, still kneeling on the bed, and said, “Now she’s gonna get what’s comin’ to her.”

Flynn turned her around, gently despite his teasing, and had her kneel in front of Theo. “Sit on his thighs, fuck his fat cock with your arms and legs wrapped around him.”

She nodded, nervous and excited and vibrating with need. As she came down onto Theo’s thighs, guided by his hands wrapped around her waist, her hands began to shake.

“Tell us what’s happening, sexy,” Theo said, nuzzling her lips and teasingly keeping her hovered over his tip, rubbing it against her lips but not letting her sink onto him.

“I just—there’s a lot happening in here.” She placed her hand over her heart. “I’m overflowing, and I need your help to get it out. I need help. Please.” She kissed him, lust overcoming her to the brink of tears. “Please.”

He lowered her down onto him on the last pleading whisper.

“Make love to me,” she said, resting her forehead on his shoulder and jumping slightly as Flynn came down behind her. He soothed her with a hand on her back, rubbing up and down her spine.

“We will,” Flynn said gently as Theo began to grind his hips against hers, slowly and methodically. She reveled in each shift of skin against sensitive skin. She tensed as she felt the cold touch of lube against her backside and the gentle massage of Flynn’s fingers, relentlessly touching her despite Theo’s shifts and thrusts.

They worked together, her lovely, wonderful men, seeking to ease her into a profound and mutual pleasure. As Theo increased not the pace but the force of his movements, Flynn slipped two fingers into her chute. She gasped.

“Aw, baby,” Flynn murmured against her hair. “You took me in so well. Can you feel me stretch you inside?”

“Yes,” she said on an intake of breath as Theo squeezed her pelvis to his, pushing himself as deep as he could go in their position.

“Theo, hold her ass cheeks open for me, and I’ll grip her hips.” They shifted slightly to accommodate one another, such a parallel to their everyday lives. Theo lessened his workload at the hospital; Flynn welcomed them into his home and the life of his child. They shifted and moved pieces to fit one another in. It was the best puzzle.

“Now, baby,” Flynn said, lining up his piece behind her, nudging at her hole and stretching her wide open. She leaned back into it, knowing what to do after watching her men with one another over the past month. She cried out as Flynn’s width stretched her, burned her muscles, but still she leaned back into it, accepting him with love and care.

“I love you,” she said with a whimper. “Move. Now, move.”

They didn’t hesitate, but they started slow, easing her through the initial discomfort. It didn’t take long for her to become used to the overwhelming sensation of fullness in that part of her body, or how her men’s cocks rubbed against one another as one thrust and the other retreated.

They picked up the pace, Harper gripping one hand on Theo’s shoulder, scratching and kneading in her tension, and the other on Flynn’s hand by her waist, holding her steady for his and Theo’s pleasure. Theo began to grunt, his dick like a piston within her, using short, sharp, yet powerful bursts he knew drove her wild. Flynn didn’t use as much force as he knew he could, but his speed and surety made up for it.

Without warning, Theo adjusted his angle, and the tip of his length massaged a spot within her that began to make her insides twist.

“Right there, right there,” she chanted, her head thrown back against Flynn’s shoulder. She dipped her thumb inside Theo’s mouth for him to add another layer of sensation and suck on. They all increased the volume of their moans, their pace, their intensity. Their rhythm in tune with their synched heartbeats. Faster, harder, they each demanded more with every drop of sweat and gasp of breath.

“I can’t hold it any longer,” Flynn grunted before wrapping his arms around her chest and abdomen, grunting in relief as he came, his mouth against her neck. “Love you,” he repeated with each burst of cum shooting into her back passage, the heat adding to her rise toward climax.

“Theo,” she said, taking her thumb out of his mouth, not knowing what she was asking for.

“Here, sexy,” he said pressing his thumb against her clit and shifting his angle enough to rub the perfect spot within her.

Harper moaned both their names, tears rolling down her cheeks as she came, the agony and ecstasy of the moment tearing her soul to pieces before mending it anew.

“Oh, Christ. Right there. Yes,” Theo yelled, his cum flooding her cunt, warming her.

She smiled, panting against the both of them.

“I’m gonna fucking collapse,” Flynn said, his lips still against her neck. “Hold on, baby.” He slowly and gently pulled out of her ass, then climbed off the bed, running into the bathroom. She kept her eyes closed, relaxing on Theo’s chest, his cock still inside her, twitching with final aftershocks. Flynn returned and began to clean her with a warm washcloth, his tenderness making her heart spark with fireworks once more, only this time she had no energy to conjure to expel what she was feeling.

Once the men had seen to her aftercare, ensuring they hadn’t done any harm, they all curled up together with Theo in the middle. Eventually, they began to drift to sleep, and Harper grinned to herself. She hadn’t told them her amazing news, but it could wait. This was the moment she wanted to be in. She stayed quiet and let herself focus on the love and happiness in the room.

Epilogue

“Hey, Harper, did I ever tell you ’bout that time I stole two pennies from President Nixon?” Greg asked with a toothless grin as he graciously accepted a plate of barbecue.

“No, Greg. Please tell me for the hundredth time.”

“Well, he—hundredth time? Girl, you’re pushin’ it. Respect your elders.” The old man waved her off, but his hidden grin told her he’d acknowledged his flub and was in good humor. How anybody could not be in a good mood on a day like this was a mystery to Harper. She, who usually held a stoic but open attitude when serving the people of the Full Spoon, couldn’t help but let loose a little and smile.