Chapter 6- You Tell Me

The cunt didn’t storm out of the penthouse until nearly seven p.m. that night. Probably off to bitch and whine to her parents over dinner about what a poor mistreated wife she was, looking for attention and sympathy. But Amberleigh sure enjoyed fucking her husband and hoped someday she got to tell the bitch that face to face. Grayson was an excellent lover to those he wanted to make love to. He was a good man to those he gave the pleasure of letting behind his stone walls. And she felt privileged to be given the chance to know him in that way.

Amber looked forward to the day when she could say all the things to the cold heiress that were bottling up inside her. It would come right before she got the honor to watch Courtney’s fucking world crumble around her Jimmy Choo's. To make the cunt feel even a fraction of the pain she’d put Grayson through. But then again, the heiress had to have a heart to have actual feelings. And Amber was starting to doubt there was anything inside the bitch’s chest at all except ice, silicone, or maybe love for herself and money. Perhaps Courtney had no room for anything else in her small, cold heart.

But Amber didn’t intend to let her hate and bitterness fill up her own. Carrying that shit around took its toll, blackened a soul. She instead tried to focus on the good things, on love for her men, and the daughter inside her. She wasn’t ready to forgive and forget just yet of course, but she made the choice not to let hate spread like a festering disease inside her. To look for those moments of joy and happiness to cling too even among the dark clouds.

Like watching Leo butcher another rap song with spirit as he made them all dinner. Like watching Grayson place his hand tentatively upon her pouched out belly as she stood admiring the photos of her park. Yes, as her Birthday Day gift, the billionaire had bought a decrepit lot in the city and had transformed it into a garden with a greenhouse. Even named it after her with plans that it would one day become a fully functioning co-op where people could come to buy and grow fresh veggies and fruits.

“Sorry if I startled you. I guess I should have asked first,” he said with a sheepish smile.

“It’s your baby too. But I haven’t felt a kick yet. It won’t be too much longer now.”

“But it’s your body. You really are showing now. Sure, there’s only one in there?”

Amber elbowed him earning a chuckle, “I blame that on your friend over there, chef extraordinaire. Since I hit my second trimester and my morning sickness hasn’t been as bad, Leo has been trying to feed me nonstop.”

Leo whirled around from the stove holding a wooden cooking spoon, “Guilty and I have no remorse. I’m making pasta. I know carbs give you life.”

She laughed, “You know me so well babe. Thanks again for the necklace. I love it.”

She fingered the necklace she’d put on when they’d finally left the panic room. Leo had also given her a heart felt and thoughtful gift, though she’d expected no less from the man with the heart of gold. He’d had a sonogram photo of the baby etched onto a golden necklace. The chain hung down low, next to her heart.

“I thought you’d like it, Love. But it’s not a whole park or anything.”

But there was no trace of spite or jealousy in his words. Leo didn’t seem to have a jealous or mean bone in his body. Grayson sighed and let go of Amber’s belly.

“Didn’t know it was a competition,” Grayson replied, “it seems I’m getting into the park building business more and more these days. I’ve submitted some plans for the foreman’s approval for that park in The Fringe.”

To show his gratitude to Doc Corbin for saving Leo’s life and taking good care of Amber, Grayson had asked Doc’s son Donny if there was anything he could do in return. The teenager could have asked for a car or money or anything else a 17-year-old boy would want, instead he’d asked for a clean, safe new park for his brothers to play in. Amber and Donny had bonded in the time spent in Docs basement over Christmas movies and the boy’s affinity for never meeting a stranger. He was a good kid who was likely to keep his nose clean and make it out of The Fringe.

“By foreman do you mean Donny?” she asked with a smile.

Grayson and Donny had also had a bonding of sorts, though more over cars and parks. Donny had gotten a classic mustang for Christmas and showed it to Grayson. It had made Amber feel warm and fuzzy about the billionaire’s future as a father himself, though back then Amber had been certain she was having a boy. She’d been wrong, as confirmed by the doc only a few days ago. She was yet to tell Leo the happy news but was still trying to decide on a cute way to do it. She was glad to share that special moment with Grayson though.

“That kid drives a tough bargain. He wants to make sure all the materials are environmentally friendly and recycled materials. And that there’s a regulation sized baseball diamond and a fitness trail.”

“I knew I liked that kid,” grinned Leo, “I promised to let him drive my Porsche after Amber’s next appointment.”

“Speaking of which, let me know the date of it again so I can clear my schedule. I don’t want to miss it again,” said Grayson.

He had missed her last scheduled appointment. Before last night, when the trio came together intimately, Grayson had grown distant. He had shut those who loved him out. Worse still, he’d lied to them about working late to entertain investors in The Godwin Railroad. Amber and Leo had unraveled his web of lies and tracked him to The Fringe. Grayson was taking stupid, dangerous risks by combing through seedy bars and asking questions. The kind which got a man hurt or worse. He was desperate to find someone who knew something about the men who ran his brother off the road. All other witnesses had turned up dead over the years.

Amber and Leo showed him some tough love, desperate to save the man they both loved from himself. They essentially followed him home from work every evening and changed the security code in the penthouse so he couldn’t leave without them knowing. Grayson obviously had lashed out and resented it, but it was for his own good.

Hopefully, that elusive and cold version of the billionaire had been permanently thawed again. Amber couldn’t stand the thought of things returning to the way they’d been, when Grayson was practically a stranger to them in his own home. But last night had changed things. She could feel it. Amber had hope in her heart. Hope that the three of them would make it through all this fucked up shit, that the Van Tessins would be destroyed, and the trio were free to live happily ever after in their forever and always. Well, it would no longer be only a trio soon enough, she thought with a smile.

Grayson grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and handed it to her. His not so subtle way of telling her to eat more natural, healthy foods. She rolled her eyes and took a bite. Some conversations didn’t need words. Leo tossed a carrot over to Grayson. He made a nice one-handed catch.

“That’s for you G-Man,” he said, “practice what you preach brother.”

His friend didn’t argue with words at least. Rather he gave a displeased facial expression before he bit into the carrot. It gave a satisfying and juicy crunch, even to Amber’s ears, and she wasn’t one for carrots in their natural state. She had to slather that rabbit food with hella ranch or blue cheese to get it down her gullet.

Leo impressively chopped up the remaining carrot with lightning speed and added it to the salad. To save time tonight, he’d grabbed a can of sauce he’d made and canned beforehand. Not that she was complaining, she’d never tasted anything nasty that had come from her chef. That included his own special sauce and succulent sausage. Unfortunately, now he was fully dressed so Amber couldn’t even salivate over his glorious, naked form. She was getting hungry for something meaty indeed.

“Wanna bite?”

Amber choked on her apple, caught off-guard by her baby daddy’s innocent statement. It wasn’t his sausage he was offering her. She pulled her mind from the gutter and threw aside the crazy notion that Grayson had heard her thoughts.

She washed the wayward piece of fruit down with some water while both her men looked at her with concern. Both asked if she alright in unison.

“I’m fine. Just the thought of me putting that thing in my mouth choked me up,” she said.

Grayson sighed while Leo snorted.

“Some more fiber and Vitamin A could be good for you and our baby. Do you want our child to be able to see well Amber?”

Oh no the bastard did not! Trying to put a guilt trip on her this early in the parenting game. The only thing which saved his ass from a beat down was the fact he didn’t say . He knew she hadn’t told Leo yet and respected her decision to do it on her own terms.

“I would run if I were you G-Man, before she takes that carrot and shoves it right where the sun doesn’t shine. And we all know you don’t like that,” laughed Leo.

Amber couldn’t help but also have a laugh at his expense. Was she really a bad person because she liked seeing Grayson’s cheeks flush so adorably? Liked getting the big, bad, powerful billionaire all flustered and tongue tied like a teenaged boy who’d just caught his parents having sex.

“You’re an asshole Leo.”

“You still love me though bro. And you can be quite a dick yourself need I remind you.”

“I second that. Only dicks tell their ladies they are getting fat as fuck,” said Amber.

To spite him, she put down the remnants of the honeycrisp apple and instead reached for the whipped topping Leo was letting thaw a bit on the counter. She took a spoonful to her lips, just daring his ass to say a fucking word about it.

Grayson crossed his arms and leaned up against the counter, “I never said that. I merely pointed out you could stand to make some healthy food choices. Why the fuck can’t you get some cravings for something like asparagus?”

“It doesn’t work that way Grayson,” she replied around a mouth full of whipped topping, “besides, I’ll only crave things that actually taste good.”

“Like what? So far what have you been craving this pregnancy?”

“Sex,” she answered honestly.

Leo laughed, “That we can certainly accommodate around here.”

“So, it’s true then? Women’s libidos increase during pregnancy?” Grayson asked.

He’d finished his carrot and swiped Amber’s discarded apple off the counter. He took a bite, the juices running down across his bow shaped lips and then deliciously down his chin. Amber stepped closer, but instead of using the napkin she’d grabbed, she leaned up on her tippy toes and licked the juice with her tongue.

“But aren’t you always horny Amber?”

“You tell me, “she challenged.

She grabbed Grayson’s hand and guided it down below the waistband of her yoga pants. Clear down her slit and allowed him to feel the evidence for himself.

“Fuck,” he uttered.

“Are you complaining about that brother?” asked Leo, “that she’s a strong, sexy, beautiful independent woman who likes to fuck us? Knows what she likes and how she wants it?”

He stirred his simmering sauce before he tasted it. He added some more salt. Amber was envious of that fucking wooden spoon alright. She would never get enough of the feel of either of her men’s tongues or lips or the way she felt in their arms.

“No. That’s not what I meant. I’m just wondering how the fuck I could ever keep up with her.”

Amber laughed at Grayson’s honesty as did his friend. He wasn’t fucking joking either. Perhaps the billionaire had lots to learn, and Amber looked forward to teaching him. His hand was still down her pants, his fingers still stroking her moist pussy. One look at the bulge between his legs, also confirmed that perhaps Amber didn’t have as much to teach him as she’d thought.

“Can you really blame me though. I have two of the best cocks attached to the most amazing men. Not to mention, my body is flooded with extra hormones while this baby is in me. Those hormones make my pussy wetter. I have extra blood which rushes to my pussy filling it with heat,” Amber ran a hand down across her breast, “and my nipples are extra sensitive. So, Mr. Godwin, can you tell me.”

He sucked in a deep breath, “I can see your point. I can feel it too.”

One hand of his remained down below teasing between her thighs. The other traced across her nipple. Even through the fabric of her shirt, his touch set her body alight.

Leo left the stove and walked over to the island. But he didn’t look upset or left out. He grinned. He placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

“I’m glad you’re joining us now brother. It’ll take both of us to keep up with her. It’s a job for two to keep her satisfied.”

Amber liked the fucking sound of that alright. Both of her men looked at her expectantly. One downward tilt of her chin was all they needed. Permission to try and please her in whatever way her heart desired. They gathered in closer around her. Grayson’s fingers still stroked between her thighs. Leo looked at her ready and willing.

“What would you like us to do you Goddess?” he asked.

She smiled coyly, “You tell me…”