Chapter 388: Fuck It

For a second nobody moved.

Lucas still had Mia half held against him. Their bodies were still joined. The wet sound of what they had been doing hung in the quiet room like evidence. Debbie stood in the open doorway with her hand on the handle, chest rising too fast, eyes locked on them.

Then the anger hit.

"Are you serious?" Her voice came out sharp, low, and already shaking. "I said separately. I told all of you to leave him alone tonight."

Mia’s face changed at once. The heat in her expression dropped into something smaller. She shifted slightly against Lucas, suddenly aware of how exposed she was, how obvious everything looked from the doorway.

"Debbie~"

"No." Debbie stepped fully into the room, still not closing the door behind her. "He’s supposed to rest. One night. That was all I asked. And you came straight here the second the hallway went quiet?"

Mia’s shoulders sank. Guilt showed clearly now. She looked down for a moment, then back up, voice softer than before.

"I’m sorry."

The words landed. Debbie’s jaw stayed tight, but her breathing was still uneven, and something under the anger was already cracking. Mia saw it a second later than she should have.

Her eyes narrowed slightly.

"Wait."

Debbie stopped.

Mia’s head tilted, the apology fading into something sharper. "What are you doing in his room?"

The question sat between them like a trap that had just closed.

Debbie’s mouth opened. Nothing useful came out at first.

"I was checking," she said. Too fast. "I was... checking if everything was okay."

Mia stared at her.

Debbie tried again, weaker. "Hmm. Checking. That’s all."

The silence that followed was worse than the argument.

Mia’s expression changed slowly. The guilt drained out of it. A small, knowing smile pulled at the corner of her mouth as she looked Debbie over properly for the first time since the door opened. Bare feet. Night clothes. No real reason to be standing there unless she had already been losing the same fight Mia had lost earlier.

"You were checking," Mia repeated, soft and far too calm.

Debbie’s face heated. She could not hold the eye contact. Her hand left the door handle like it had burned her.

Lucas had not said a word.

He was still watching them both, still buried in Mia, still holding her loosely against him. And he was smiling. Not wide. Just enough. The kind of quiet interest that made it obvious he was enjoying every second of the rule-maker getting caught inside her own rule.

Debbie saw that smile and something in her finally snapped.

"You know what?" she said, voice low and done. "Fuck it."

She yanked her shirt up over her head in one rough motion and dropped it on the floor without looking where it landed. She was already walking toward the bed as she pulled the rest of her nightwear off, stripping down to her panties by the time she reached the edge of the mattress. She shoved those down next, kicked them aside, and climbed straight onto the bed.

She leaned in and kissed Lucas hard. Open mouth. No pause. No soft start. Just need. He grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her closer until she was fully bare against him. She fell forward onto his lap right beside Mia, her wet pussy dragging against his stomach as she settled.

Mia lifted off him carefully. His cock slipped free, shiny and thick. Lucas lined up under Debbie and pushed up in one long thrust.

She screamed.

Sharp. Broken. Too loud for the quiet house. Her hands slammed against his chest as he stretched her open all the way. She tried to catch the next sound and failed. He stayed buried for a second, letting her feel every inch, then started moving. Slow, deep upward lunges that dragged through her and made her thighs jump every time he bottomed out. The wet sound of it filled the room.

Debbie’s breath hitched. She braced her hands on his chest and started riding, hips rolling, ass bouncing each time she dropped back down onto his cock. Every sink made a thick, slick noise. She could not stay quiet.

"Ahh~ahh~"

The moans kept climbing higher every time he filled her completely. Beside them, Mia leaned in and kissed Lucas, mouth open against his, while Debbie rode him harder. Debbie’s walls clenched tight around his cock. Then she broke. A hot rush flooded around him, soaking his stomach and the sheets under them. Wet. Messy. She screamed again, longer this time~

"Ahhh~ahhh~"

~body locking up as more spilled out of her. Lucas kept thrusting through it, hips snapping up into the mess she was making. The slick sounds got louder. She shook hard. Her legs gave out. She fell sideways off him, thighs trembling, still dripping onto the bed in short pulses.

Mia climbed back over him without waiting. She sank down in one smooth motion, taking him deep. Lucas grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her onto his cock, thrusting up hard while his mouth found her breast. He sucked the nipple in deep, tongue working it, teeth grazing just enough to make her jolt. Mia moaned loud, hands braced on his shoulders, already shaking as he fucked her from below.

His thrusts shortened. His grip on her ass tightened. He was close.

He pulled out suddenly, cock slick and throbbing, and stood at the edge of the bed.

Both of them moved at once.

Mia and Debbie leaned in together, mouths open, breathing hard, faces close. Lucas stroked himself once and came hard. Thick, hot cum spilled across their tongues and lips in long pulses. They stayed there taking it, licking what landed on each other’s mouths, then both dropped lower and started sucking his balls together. Soft mouths working side by side, wet and eager, while he stood over them still breathing hard.

The sheets under their knees were soaked.