Runaway Love

My heart stilled at Oliver's words. A grin filled my face and sat up to claim his lips with my own. I felt Sean move between my legs, and his tongue found my clit. I moaned as his tongue awakened the sensitive bundle of nerves. Oliver, leaned me back so I was laying back down. I felt him get off the bed and the nightstand drawer opened and closed. I heard the snap of the lube lid, and then felt coolness at my back entrance. "Rollover, darling," Sean said, pulling away from my core.

I did as asked, and Oliver set a pillow under my hips, helping me support my pelvis while on my hands and knees. I felt the coolness return, and then pressure as Sean pushed on my back hole with a finger. It easily sunk in and then retreated as he added another one. He thrust in and out a few times before adding another. I groaned as the stretching sensation got more intense.

He continued with the pattern of in and out and continued to stretch me. Oliver sat, with his back against the head of the bed and then patted his lap, signaling for me to move over his legs. I crawled up the bed and hovered over his manhood as he lined us up and pressed on my hips to have me lower myself onto him.

I groaned as I relished the familiar filling sensation. I moved up and down him as I took him all the way. He encouraged the movement, and I heard the cap of the tube one more time, before the sound of Sean lubing himself reached my ears. I felt the heat of his body as he drew close and settled on his knees behind me.

"Lean down, onto Oliver's chest." He said as he pushed between my shoulders.

I did as he asked, and then felt him insert two fingers into me, I gasped at the very full sensation. He pulled back and entered one more finger into my tight entrance. I groaned at the fullness and pushed back into his hand. I heard a chuckle before he withdrew, leaving me open and wanting.

I felt the hardness of his cock as he lined it up to my back passage. He pushed gently, the wide head of his manhood stretching me open. I winced and tried to force myself to relax.

"I know, you're so warm and tight. Try to push out against me." He said, soothingly as he rubbed circles on my lower back.

I did as he asked, and moaned as the crest of his dick entered my sphincter closed around him. He stilled, letting me adjust to being so full. Finally, I couldn't take it longer and started to move. Oliver's hands on my hips stilled. "Let us do the work, sugar, you just lie there and enjoy the feelings we bring you." He said as he claimed my lips.

They found an alternating pattering, Oliver thrusting into my core as Sean withdrew from my ass, and back and forth. The fullness was intense and I could feel all of them. It was long before I was on the brink of orgasm.

"God, you're so hot and tight, darling. Oliver, you better be close, because I'm not going to last much longer." Sean ground out between his clenched teeth.

"Come, come with us, sugar," Oliver demanded and he thrust sharply into me.

Sean did the same, and I toppled over the edge of my own release. I collapsed onto Oliver's chest, and I felt Sean withdraw. He got off the bed, and I heard the water running before he returned with a warm, wet cloth. He cleaned me before Oliver pulled, out and finished cleaning me. I collapsed on the bed as they climbed in on either side of me, holding me as we drifted to sleep.

Morning came quickly, and I felt my men climbing out of bed. I reached for them and managed to catch Oliver's hand.

"Good morning, sugar, how are you feeling?" He asked as he pressed a kiss to my forehead.

"Fine," I said, stretching before sitting up. "We will have to do that more often," I said with a grin.

"We will." He said as he pressed a kiss to my lips.

I sat in bed, watching the guys get dressed before I climbed out and showered and dressed. I walked into the kitchen just as they were getting ready to leave. We said our goodbyes, and I nodded hello to Sam, who was perched on his usual spot on the couch with his laptop open and furiously typing away. I made myself coffee and eggs with toast and took my time with my breakfast, before getting up and tidying the kitchen and dishes.

"Sam, I'm going to go paint," I said, turning as I saw his nod of understanding.

Settling on my stool, I looked at my blank canvas. I let my mind wander as I lifted my paintbrush and considered what I was going to paint. I looked out the window and my gaze settled on a mother deer with her baby. I smiled as the mother kept checking over her shoulder to ensure her baby was there as they grazed on the grass at the edge of the woods. Calmness filled me as I touched my brush to the paint and then to the canvas, trying to capture the moment.

As usual, I found myself glancing at the clock to find the morning had passed before I couldn't even realize it. My stomach growled and I headed to the kitchen to warm up leftovers from last night. I smiled, lasagna was one of my favorite foods to eat as leftovers. It was always so much better the next day.

I warmed my plate up and checked if Sam wanted some. He shook his head but smiled kindly. He often got lost in his work. The beeping of the microwave pulled my attention to it, and I turned to open it. As I turned I heard a splash and felt wetness on my legs. I gasped, and sidestepped, so I could look at the floor.

"Sam?" I called, my voice shaking with nerves.

"Josie, are you ok?" He asked, at my side in seconds.

"My water just broke," I said, gripping the counter and turning to face him.

His face blanched as he took in the puddle on the floor. His gaze met mine, and a calmness fell over his face.

"Don't move, let me get a towel, so you don't slip. Call Sean and Oliver and have them meet us at the hospital. Where is your hospital bag?" He called, walking to the bathroom to grab a towel.

"Oliver has it in the SUV," I called to him, pulling my phone from the counter.

My thumbs typed the number I knew by heart, and I brought it to my ear while it rang.

"Hello, sugar." Oliver's deep voice filled my ear.

"It's time," I said, trying to keep my voice balanced and calm.

"What?" He asked sharply. I could hear a door shut on his end.

"It's time, my water just broke," I said.

"Sean, we gotta go. Josie's water just broke." Oliver said.

I heard a few hoots and hollers of good luck as Oliver told Sean.

"Are you having contractions?" He asked, and I heard car doors slam.

"No, I've been a little crampy today, but nothing bad," I said as Sam reentered the kitchen and put the towel down so I wouldn't slip.

He reached out and I grabbed his hand as he helped me cross the wet floor. We walked to his car and set laid down a few towels on his front seat for me to sit on. He helped me into the car and ran around it to climb into the driver's seat. He started the car and backed out of the driveway, and pulled out onto the road.

"We are on the way to the hospital now," I said, my grip tightening on the phone as a pain rolled over my belly. "I take it back, they aren't cramps anymore," I said through gritted teeth.

It wasn't long before the pain was gone and I was sighed in relief.

"Just keep breathing, we will meet you there." Sean's voice filled my ears. "I'm so excited, darling."

"Me too," I said with a smile and looked over at Sam.

My breath stilled in my chest as I saw a large van heading quickly toward his door.

"Sam, lookout," I yelled as the van ran the stop sign and barreled into us.

I heard the crunching of metal hitting metal before I felt the car being pushed sideways. Things happened in slow motion as I heard Sean shouting, asking what was happening. I gripped the phone tightly as the car overturned. I grunted as I opened my eyes and found I was upside down. Voices filled my ears and I panicked as one voice sounded all too familiar.