Dual Desires (Triple Threat Book 3)

by Bella Jeanisse

  Giovanni moaned softly as the girl reached her hand under him again. I knew he wanted to give in. She was good. He had been able to fuck Mackenzie, but only after encouragement. He had also sworn he had no desire for groupies. Moreover, he said he would never fuck one of them, unless I brought her to him, or we agreed beforehand. I was the same way normally. Well, except for rock stars that I admired or was infatuated with. Nevertheless, if he could bend on the no sex without love clause he had held over me for months, what else would he eventually look past?

  “Don’t you like it?” Craig touched my chin.

  I nodded and turned back to him. “Sorry.” I closed my eyes again and tried to block out the voices. “I was thinking.” It wasn’t easy to talk.

  “No more thinking, baby.” Shane leaned on my back and squeezed my breasts.

  Within seconds, I was immersed in the two men, who fucked me again. It was unlike any other time we had a threesome. They felt different and were quieter than I was used to. That might have been because there were so many people outside the room.

  As their pace picked up, my head went back. I let out a muffled moan. Shane pulled me back a bit more and kissed my neck. Then Craig took my breasts in his hands, before he pinched my nipples.

  The constant withdrawals and thrusts drove me mad by then. The tingles deep down inside grew stronger by the second. Shane and Craig suddenly started to slam their hips into me at the same time. I screeched, just loud enough to be heard in the room. Continuous moans and cries came from me as my entire body was racked with convulsions.

  “You don’t play fucking fair.” Giovanni said as I tried to open my eyes but couldn’t. “Cut it out!”

  Then one of them rammed into me so hard it hurt. I yelped, but it sounded more like a moan. The next synchronous stroke was so intense; I saw stars. After that, they both hammered into me with wild abandon. I screamed with another orgasm and then again as they forced them to come back to back for several minutes.

  “Yes… Yes… I’m gonna… fucking… cum!” Shane shouted and growled as his cock swelled and throbbed.

  Craig groaned and pushed his hips up. He ground into me as he also let go. “Damn, girl!”

  Aftershocks flowed throughout my body, while I fought to catch my breath. Craig kissed the top of my head and pulled it to lie on his chest. I was thankful for the comfort. The bed continued to shake. That made no sense.

  Then my eyes opened wide. Giovanni was on his knees. He fucked the blonde as hard as he possibly could, while he grunted and swore like crazy. She covered her own mouth and looked like she had the time of her life.

  “Uh… Uh… God, yes!” He pressed his hips into hers.

  I saw that look on his face. He’s cumming! He broke both promises! I closed my eyes. Tears fell slowly. The pain in my heart could only be jealousy. It hurt so badly. I looked away and clenched my fists. It was difficult to fight the urge to sob. I finally understood how he felt when I cheated on him. Like shit.

  “Oh fuck! What the hell did I do?” Giovanni shouted while the bed bounced. “Oh God. Crystal, I’m so sorry.” I heard him strip off a condom.

  Shane pulled out of me. “What’s wrong, man?”

  I didn’t move, as I tried to hide my tears. Craig lifted my hips to pull out. I clung to him. The need to be held was great.

  “Hey, what’s up?” Craig rubbed my back. “Did we hurt you?”

  I shook my head. Then the gag was untied.

  Craig touched my cheek. “You’re crying. What happened?”

  “I’m sorry, my love. I don’t know why I… Damn it!”

  Craig ran a hand down my side. “Um, Shane. I think we need to let these two talk.”

  “Yeah, I see that.” Shane got off the bed.

  Craig helped me off him. “It was only fair,” he whispered in my ear.

  When the room was silent, I felt a hand on my back again. “I’m so sorry. I couldn’t stop myself. Don’t cry. Please.”

  “I shouldn’t be upset,” I quietly replied.

  Giovanni raked my hair. “I said I would never... Fuck. I feel like such a dick.” He lay down next to me and pulled me into his arms. “She was touching me, and you were cumming. I wanted you so bad, my balls hurt. Then she just got me so pissed off. I’m sorry I hurt you. Did you see me fucking her?”

  “Yes.”

  “I don’t know what else to say but I’m sorry.” He held my head to his chest as I cried louder. “I think maybe we should take a break from other people. This didn’t go remotely like I planned it. Even Tommy, OK?”

  “Uh-huh,” I mumbled.

  Chapter 4

  After a lot of tears and renewed promises, Giovanni and I got dressed. We both swore off anyone else until the tour. It brought us closer. The incident was to stay in the past, where it belonged.

  We came out of the bedroom, hand in hand. The crowd had really thinned out. It was impossible to walk normally. I tried to hide it, unsuccessfully. Giovanni steered me to the sectional, and we sat with Dominic and Noelle.

  “Having fun?” Dominic asked. “You guys disappeared for a long time.”

  “Yeah. We were busy.” Giovanni let out a short laugh.

  Dominic smiled. “I can tell by how bowlegged Crystal is.”

  Noelle laughed. “Looks like you took them all on.”

  I blushed and lowered my eyes. When I recovered, I took a deep breath. “You seen Chad?” I touched Dominic’s arm. “He needs a ride home.”

  Dominic nodded toward the kitchen. “I think he’s in there. He’s pretty drunk though. I told him I’d get him home, but I been drinking too. We were gonna get a hotel room.”

  “We’ll get him home,” Giovanni offered.

  I stood up slowly. “I’m gonna check on him.”

  Then I carefully made my way to the kitchen. Chad sat at the table with a drink in his hand. “Hey, you OK?”

  “I guess, baby,” he slurred. Suddenly, he pulled me onto his lap. “I’d be better if I was fucking you though.” His hand went under my dress and up my thigh. “Help me forget, baby. Please.”

  I grabbed his hand before he got too far. “Chad, you promised.”

  “I know.” He leaned his head on my shoulder. “I’m a little drunk.”

  I laughed. “A little? Chad, you’re trashed.”

  He hugged me and grabbed my breast. “On the tour, will you sleep in my van with me one night, please? I wanna feel your body against mine. I miss you.”

  “Chad…” I pulled my bottom lip in when I started to get emotional. “You’ll have so many groupies you won’t have time to miss me.”

  Then he whispered, “Yes I will. You know how much I love you.” His hands slid down a bit, and he pulled me closer. “Don’t forget. Nothing without you, my baby girl.”

  “Come on. Time to go home,” Giovanni said from the doorway. He came to us, and Chad let me go.

  I got up but touched Chad’s face before I moved away. “You have so much to offer. Don’t waste it on me.” I bit my lip and held back my tears. It was still hard to think about him with someone else. “Please let go and live again.”

  “He’s too drunk, Crystal,” Giovanni told me. “Talk to him tomorrow about it.”

  I kissed Chad’s cheek then went to get our coats.

  Once in Giovanni’s van, Chad slumped over into my lap. I ran my fingers through his hair and sighed. He had passed out already.

  “He’ll find a way to move on. I’m sure of it,” Giovanni said as he backed out of the parking space.

  I closed my eyes. “But how long will it take?”

  “I know this is killing you, but you can’t worry about him so much. He’s a big boy. He’s dating at least.”

  As I looked down at Chad’s peaceful face, I exhaled loudly. “Yeah, he’s trying.”

  “You still upset about what I did?”

  I turned to him. “No.”

  “You sure?”

  “Yeah. Can we not talk about it again?”

  I go
t an image of his orgasm while he was buried in that groupie’s pussy. Then I started to think of the tour. There would be many temptations. Can he resist another girl that persistent? What if I catch him cheating on me?

  “I know that look.” Giovanni ripped me from my nightmare. “It won’t happen again. I swear.” He rubbed my thigh. “I’ll never put myself in that position again. I promise.”

  I put my hand over his and squeezed it. “Just you and me for a while. Right?”

  “Yes, my love. I want you all to myself.”

  * * *

  About an hour later, Giovanni carried Chad to his room and laid him on bed as I followed. “I’m gonna lock the van. I’ll be right back.”

  Before anything else, I stared at the bed. In his quest to move on, Chad had gotten a new bed. The old one held too many memories. My eyes roamed the large frame and took in how the king mattress dwarfed him just a bit. It was large enough for him to lie across and still have room. I wished he had gotten it sooner, but that was the point of it. The new one didn’t remind him of me.

  I pushed away all other thoughts and undressed him. When I had gotten him down to his underwear, I smiled. His hard-on peeked out of the waistband. Just as I placed a blanket over him, he grabbed me and flipped me onto my back. He quickly got on top of me and pushed up my dress.

  “Chad no!” I shouted when his erection brushed my inner thigh. I pushed him and tried to get up. However, he grabbed my hands and pinned them to the bed.

  “Oh yeah, baby,” he whispered as he slid into my pussy.

  I cringed and whimpered; more sore than I realized. “Ow. Please, Chad.”

  He shallowly thrust a few times before he moaned loudly and slurred, “So—rry, it—it hurts. I’ll go slower.” He kissed my lips while I tried to pull my hands free. “I haven’t… cum in… days.”

  Then I began to struggle harder as he pumped into me deeply. “Chad, get off me!”

  “Baby, please.”

  I shifted my hips. Then I was able to shove him with my knees. I jumped off the bed and landed on one foot, unbalanced. “Shit.”

  Giovanni caught me around the waist. “You OK?”

  “Yeah.” I turned away from him. Guilt filled me.

  “You sure?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “I’ll wait for you in the living room.” Then he was gone.

  With tears in my eyes, I turned around. Chad was sprawled on his back with his underwear around his knees, out like a light. I didn’t understand why Giovanni wasn’t angry. He had to have seen Chad fuck me.

  I pulled Chad’s boxers back up and put his dirty clothes in the hamper. Then I put the blanket over him again. I never had to leave him drunk like that. I didn’t really want to do it, but I knew Giovanni wouldn’t stay.

  Before I left the room, I kissed Chad’s forehead and whispered, “I love you.”

  I couldn’t help but caress his cheek. If we had been alone, I might have laid down, just to hold him for a few minutes. I still missed being close to him. After one last glance, I walked out of the room.

  Giovanni and I made the trip up to our apartment in silence. It continued, as we got ready for bed. I didn’t know what to make of his behavior but was scared to ask what bothered him.

  Once we were in bed, Giovanni finally spoke. “I get how it happened that night.”

  “What night?” I was confused.

  He exhaled loudly, “The night you and Chad were drunk. Tonight, I saw what you guys were trying to tell me. I could see if you were trashed, it would’ve been impossible to get him off you. He moves fast. Doesn’t he?”

  “Yes,” I admitted. I didn’t want to think about the night I cheated on him in our apartment.

  Giovanni held me closer. “I’m not mad about it again. I get it now. I always blamed Chad for making you do it. But, he had no idea what he was doing. Did he?”

  “No.” Tears fell as my guilt returned. “I’m sorry.”

  He kissed me. “Don’t cry. That’s not why I brought it up.” He took a deep breath. “I was watching from the doorway. He just started fucking you.” He groaned. “I should’ve stopped him, but I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was pretty shocking.”

  I closed my eyes and tried to push the guilt away. “It won’t happen again.”

  “I know.” He sighed. “I’m so glad I didn’t walk in that room while he was still fucking you the first time. I probably would’ve killed him. I’m gonna drop it now. I just wanted you to know I get it was just because you guys were drunk.”

  Chapter 5

  I woke up the next day to my phone. Giovanni was almost on top of me as I lay on my side. I wriggled my body out from under him and grabbed my phone.

  “Hel—lo,” I groggily answered.

  “Baby,” Chad softly replied. “Sorry, I woke you.”

  I sighed and glanced at Giovanni. “It’s no big deal. You OK?”

  “Got a fucking hangover, but that’s not why I called.”

  Giovanni suddenly threw an arm over me and pulled me back against his body. “Go back to sleep.”

  “One second,” I whispered.

  Chad let out a loud breath. “We need to talk. Can we meet outside for a while?”

  “No she can’t.” Giovanni leaned over me. “I’m sleeping and don’t wanna let go.”

  Chad laughed, which surprised me. “I just wanted to apologize.” He paused a few seconds then his voice got quiet. “I jumped you again last night. Didn’t I?”

  “Yeah.”

  “I’m sorry.” He sighed. “Maggie called and broke up with me.”

  I felt relief, which was so wrong. “I’m sorry, Chad. Maybe later I can come over. If I can get outta his death grip.”

  Giovanni squeezed me. “Nope. Not letting go.”

  I laughed quietly, and my smile remained. “OK. Maybe tonight. I’ll make lemon chicken, and the three of us can have dinner together.” I turned my head a bit. “Is that far enough away for you, tyrant?”

  “Seven o’clock.” Giovanni pushed his stiff shaft against my bare ass. “No earlier.”

  I shook my head. “Did you hear that?”

  Chad replied, “Yeah. Dinner sounds nice. I’ll see you tonight. And baby…”

  “Yeah?”

  “I’m so sorry. I’ll try to cut down on drinking. I was just upset.”

  “I know. Let’s put it behind us.” Then I put my phone on the nightstand.

  “Mine,” Giovanni mumbled as he pushed his cock into my pussy.

  My eyes opened wide. Then I cringed. It stung a bit. “You need a condom.”

  “Relax. I’m too tired to fuck.” He ran a hand down my side. “I just wanna feel you while I drift off. I love how you hug my dick.” His lips brushed the back of my neck. “This is gonna be the best year ever.”

  I laid my hand over his and listened as he drifted back to sleep. When he leaned on me more, I smiled. How’d I get so lucky? My eyes opened wide when his cock throbbed. He groaned and pressed his hips into my ass harder. I feared he would spontaneously ejaculate inside me. With a sigh, he shifted his hips again, and his erection slipped out. Relief washed over me. My eyes closed, and I let sleep come again.

  * * *

  Hours later, Chad, Giovanni and I sat at the kitchen table for dinner. Chad’s demeanor told me he still hurt and guilt weighed heavily on his shoulders. I watched him stare at his plate a few times; sure he wanted to talk about what happened the night before. His silence worried me. My chest ached. I wanted to hold him and assure him, but the last thing we needed was a huge fight to start so close to the tour.

  “You OK, man?” Giovanni put a hand on Chad’s saggy shoulder.

  Chad nodded his head but didn’t look up. “Fine,” he mumbled.

  “Like hell you are.” Giovanni put his fork down. “Don’t try and tell me it’s just the hangover. I know what you did last night. I watched.”

  “You what?” Chad’s mouth dropped open. He covered his face with his hands. “You sto
od there and... You watched?”

  Giovanni sighed. “Yeah. I didn’t plan to. It’s hard to explain. I’m not mad. Chill.”

  “Oh God.” Chad pushed his chair back as he stood. “I’m gonna puke.” He flew out of the room.

  I rushed after him and stood on the other side of the bathroom door. After I heard the toilet flush, I knocked. “Chad. Let me in. We need to talk about this.”

  “In a minute,” Chad called back. When he cracked the door open, he looked worse. “I’m sorry.”

  I forced him back with the door, stepped inside and shut it behind me. “I know you are.” My eyes drifted to the floor. “I shouldn’t’ve undressed you. I’m as much to blame as you.” I glanced up at him. “I love you, Chad. Please don’t punish yourself.”

  “Please don’t say that to me today.” He pulled his bottom lip in. “You don’t love me like that. Don’t get my hopes up.”

  I sighed because I understood. “I’m sorry, but you know I do, and this is killing me.” I stepped closer and threw my arms around his waist. “I hate when you’re sad.”

  He exhaled in my hair and wrapped his arms around me as well. “I know, baby. I’ll work it out. Don’t jeopardize your relationship for me.”

  “I’m not.”

  “He watched us? Really?”

  I nodded and buried my face in his chest. “He said he couldn’t look away. You passed out after I shoved you off.”

  “Did I cum in you again?” he whispered.

  “No.”

  He squeezed me. “I don’t know how to control it. If I’m drunk or sleeping, I can’t stop. Sometimes I remember it and sometimes I don’t. When we were toge—I mean... When it was just you and me... It was fine. Now, it’s complicated. Maybe we need to be more careful.”

  “Giovanni won’t let it get that far again,” I assured him. “He kinda froze. I’m sure it was shocking to see.” I paused, so I wouldn’t get emotional. “Next time he’ll tuck you in bed.” I laughed. “Imagine you trying to get him down on the bed?”

  Chad laughed. “Wow. Yeah. That’d go over well.” He chuckled again. “He freak out if I tried to grab his ass.”