Selena Kitt - Letters to the Baumgarters

Well, you can see where this is going, can’t you?

So yes, we’ve all been together. Granted, the men don’t seem to want to have anything to do with each other, per se. It’s all about me. But their competition seems to have lessened since, and we all seem to get along better. Cooperate more, I guess you’d say. It’s become like a little family of three. Like I used to be with you.

But I know, even if this has become a temporary solution, this isn’t a real answer. Ultimately, I’m going to be forced to choose. And then what? How do I break either man’s heart?

And my own in the process?

I wish someone would tell me what to do. Won’t you please, please reconsider and point me down the right path? I’m desperate. I trust you both so much. I will truly follow your advice, whatever it is…

“But we agreed!” Mason’s voice rose even louder. I’d been trying to study for a test I had tomorrow-I’d gone to school for the first time that day, although I hadn’t moved back to my flat. Mason and Nico wouldn’t allow it, insisting I stay with them for a while, “just in case.”

I glanced up from my book, frowning at the look on Mason’s face. I knew it well. He could get explosively angry very quickly. Even Nico poked his head out of his room, frowning.

“Look, I came over here to do a job, and I’m going to do it.” Mason was trying to keep his anger in check, sensing my unease, I could tell. “No, I don’t want to talk to mother. No. No!”

Mason rolled his eyes to the ceiling, shaking the phone at it, and then put it back to his ear. “Hello, Mother.”

Well, this wasn’t going to be good, I thought.

“I’m old enough to make that decision for myself, but thanks for the input.” Mason sat on one of the overstuffed chairs, already looking defeated. “None of your business… I told you, it’s none of your business.”

Nico wandered out, sitting next to me on the sofa. Now Mason had an audience of two.

“Are you kidding me?” Mason gaped at the phone. “So this was all your idea? Do you think I’m going to just come running home to Mommy because you told Dad to pull the rug out from under me?”

Nico and I exchanged wide-eyed glances. I could see Mason’s knuckles turning white from clutching the phone.

“Fine,” Mason said through gritted. “I said fine! Fine!”

He hung up. “Stupid cunt.”

“What was that about?” I asked in the smallest voice possible.

Mason stood, starting to pace. “My father, clearly under my mother’s influence, has decided that taking our franchise overseas isn’t a good idea.”

Nico squeezed my hand and I looked over at him.

“What are you going to do?” Nico asked.

“I guess I’m going to pack.” Mason turned and stalked off to his room.

Nico and I followed without a word, me leading the way.

“You’re leaving?” I asked from the doorway. “Are you kidding me?”

“What else am I supposed to do?” Mason sat on the bed, head in his hands. “I can’t fight them. She wins.”

Nico stepped into the room beside me. “Aren’t you the one who told me not to let anyone tell you what to do?”

“Smart ass.” Mason barked a laugh, looking up at him.“You should be glad I’m leaving, right? Isn’t that what you want?” He waved his hand at me, scowling. “You can have Dani all to yourself again.”

I went over to the bed, sitting beside him and taking his hand. “Mason, don’t leave.”

“Why?”

“Because I want you,” I said, putting my head on his shoulder. “Here. With me. I love you.”

Nico sat on his other side. “You have to stand up for yourself.”

“Look who’s talking,” Mason snorted. We were all quiet and then Mason said, “Fuck. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that.”

“Yeah, you did.” Nico shrugged. “And you’re right.”

“I don’t have anything here,” Mason said. “No job. Nothing.”

“You have me.” I squeezed his hand, glancing over at Nico. “You have us.”

Mason groaned, flopping back on the bed, throwing his arm over his eyes.

I snorted. “Well you don’t have to sound so enthusiastic about it.”

“It’s not that.” He uncovered his eyes, looking up at me. I smiled, leaning over and kissing his cheek.

“It’ll be okay.” I kissed the corner of his mouth. He hadn’t shaved yet and his face was scruffy. He turned his head toward me, kissing me fully, sliding his hand behind my neck to draw me in deeper.

“I guess I could stay,” he murmured. “I’m sure I could find something to do around here.”

I slid my hand down his belly, searching for the button on his jeans. “I promise I’ll keep you busy.”

“Bad girl.” Mason looked up at Nico, who was watching us with great interest, a hungry longing in his eyes. “You know, buddy, she may need two men around just to keep her out of trouble.”

Nico gave him a lopsided smile, reaching over to cup my breast through my t-shirt. “You may be right.”

“How should I distract you?” I grinned, standing up and pulling my shirt off over my head.

Mason’s eyes lit up. “That’s a good start.”

“How about this?” I undid the front hook of my bra, letting my breasts spill free.

Nico made a soft noise in his throat, his hand going to his crotch. The growing bulge in his jeans made my mouth water. Mason had a matching one, his hand rubbing between his legs as he watched me unbutton and unzip my jeans, turning around so I could slide them down my hips. My panties came with them, exposing me completely to them both.

“Jesus,” Mason whispered, sliding a hand down the front of his jeans as I stayed bent over like that, spreading my legs and showing them my pussy.

Nico had his jeans undone, his cock out already, his dark eyes glued between my legs. I rubbed myself for them, slow at first, teasing my flesh, then sliding two fingers inside. I heard Nico gasp when I did that. I was watching them both upside down, my hair dragging on the floor, all the blood rushing to my head.

“Come here.” Mason grabbed my hips and I saw his cock was free now too. His aim was perfect-he impaled me in one hard thrust. I cried out, feeling my flesh give in to him. He guided my hips, nice and easy, and I glanced over my shoulder to see his eyes half-closed, watching where his dick disappeared between my legs.

“Gimme.” I reached back, searching blindly for Nico’s cock, and found it. He gave a low moan, thrusting into my hand. “Let me suck it.”

Nico got up, standing beside us on the bed, giving me just what I wanted. His cock curved nicely down my throat and I sucked him deeply as Mason fucked me, his hips pounding me upward with every thrust, jolting Nico’s dick further down my throat. They both groaned and grunted, but I couldn’t say a word-my mouth was far too full. My pussy, however, was speaking for me, soaking wet and squelching, my juices running down Mason’s cock, coating his balls with a sticky sheen.

“Oh god.” Mason thrust deep and held me there. I felt his thighs quivering, the muscles taut, and knew he must be fighting his climax. “Easy. Easy.”

“Here.” I slid slowly out of him, making him groan, and turned around to face him. He helped me straddle him and I slid slowly down again, taking his entire length. “Better?”

Mason grabbed my hips, shaking his head. “It’s all too good.”

“We should take turns then.” Nico smiled, following my mouth, kneeling up on the bed.

“Good idea.” Mason watched me lean in to suck Nico’s cock, the look in his eyes full of lust. I took my time, teasing the head with my tongue, licking the first glisten of precum off the tip. Mason wasn’t fucking me hardly at all, his cock swollen and hard inside of me, just pulsing between my thighs.