by J Cartwright
What better way to get over Brad was there?
They were both gorgeous, the two most handsome men I’d ever seen, and I knew they’d have me screaming before the night was done.
Flushing brightly, I drank the last of my drink and decided it was time to call it quits. There wasn’t a chance I could drink another drop, not if I wanted to avoid saying or doing something I would definitely regret.
Chapter 6
Taylor
We’d shared a few drinks and now we were walking her home, the night coming to an end far too soon. I wished it could last just a little longer, the time spent with Emma leading me down a path I knew I needed to avoid.
Chris was right, nothing could ever happen with her, but I enjoyed spending time with her even if that was the case.
It was weird, but I enjoyed spending time with them both.
Chris was my best friend, the one person I always knew I could rely on, so that made sense, but I’d only known Emma a few months. In that time I’d got to a stage where I already felt like I knew her better than I knew most people, and that was terrifying.
As we walked along the sidewalk, the three of us talking quietly, laughing at each others jokes, I felt oddly comfortable. It was like the thing I’d been avoiding all my life was right there in front of me, and now I wanted to reach out and take it.
“I can’t believe it!” Chris laughed. “If things went stale then it was because of him, not you.”
Emma had just dropped the bombshell that things between her and Brad had gotten stale in the bedroom, a factor she felt had led to the demise of their relationship. I had to agree with Chris, but there was no way I was going to voice that right then.
“I hope not otherwise there’s no hope for me is there?”
“Seriously, stop worrying about it,” Chris said, sounding as reassuring as he always did. “Whatever happened is an issue with him, not you.”
She laughed softly, the sound making my heart race.
What the hell is it about her that drives me mad?
I could have my pick of women, but ever since I’d laid eyes on Emma, all I’d wanted was her. She was incredible, drawing me in, but she was off limits.
Maybe that was it, the fact that I couldn’t have her, but I had a feeling it was something more than that.
A short while later and we stopped outside of her flat, the evening over.
“Thanks again guys, tonight has really helped me to relax a little.”
“Don’t mention it,” I said, finally speaking up. “Anytime you need to let your hair down we will both be there.”
She raised an eyebrow and bit playfully at her lower lip as she looked at me.
“Both of you? I think I could get used to that.”
The idea made my entire body throb with energy, the sheer need to make that a reality ripping through me with an intensity that scared me.
“Hey, if that’s what it takes to cheer you up then I’m game,” I said with a wink.
She laughed nervously at the same time as Chris, and then stepped in and kissed me lightly on the cheek. Repeating the same thing with Chris, she stopped and looked at us both one last time.
“Night guys. See you in the morning.”
With that, she turned and walked away, her delicious ass swaying from side to side.
“If that’s what it takes, you’re game?” Chris chuckled beside me.
I’d meant it as a joke, but it struck me just how much I actually meant it.
“Oh come on, don’t go telling me you wouldn’t be tempted.”
Chris made a quiet sound, but when I turned to look at him, he seriously seemed to be considering the idea.
“Would you?” I asked, genuinely surprised.
He was always so serious, plotting everything out before acting. The idea of having a threesome with him was a huge turn on, but I never actually thought he’d be up for anything like it.
“Hard to say no, even with you involved,” he laughed.
That made me tingle all over.
Looking long and hard at Chris I thought about what that would be like. He was my best friend, my business partner, and we did pretty much everything together. Would sharing the same woman really be that much of a leap?
“Even with me involved? You’d be lucky to have me along for the ride.”
He laughed again, shaking his head from side to side.
Staring at him, I let my mind drift. I would definitely be up for it if he was, but then Emma would never go for it. Besides, Chris was only messing around.
He did sound kind of serious though.
“If you say so,” he sighed. “Guess we better think about heading home.”
I nodded, although I still didn’t want the night to end. I wished that it had continued a little longer, the three of us sharing a few more drinks together. Maybe if we had, then I would have been able to pluck up the courage to push this a little more.
Normally I wasn’t the kind of guy to shy away from anything, but with Emma, with Chris, it all seemed completely off limits. To take that step would mean passing the point of no return.
“Guess we better had,” I said. “When did we get so old and start turning in this early?”
He shrugged and then threw an arm over my shoulders, leading me away from Emmas flat.
“Who knows?”
Walking along with my friend, I tried not to think about all of those niggling little things I wanted. They burned like fire, and it seemed almost impossible to resist, but it had to be the drink.
That’s what I was blaming it on right then, although deep down I knew the truth. There was more to this, more that I wanted, but it was never going to happen.
“Can you believe that Brad would let things get stale with Emma?” Chris asked, sounding as surprised as I was. “I mean, if I had someone as gorgeous as her it would never get stale.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. Some guys just don’t know a good thing when they have it.”
“You really are into her aren’t you?” He asked.
All of the humor was gone from his tone as he turned to face me. His deep eyes peered into mine, and in that instant, a feeling I couldn’t describe stole over me.
“I guess so, but like we’ve always said, nothing is gonna happen.”
He seemed about to say something, but then he caught himself and nodded instead.
“True. Well, guess we’d better part ways. Catch you in the morning.”
I nodded and watched him go, a part of me wanting to go after him. Whatever it was that I was feeling had caught me by surprise, but it wasn’t anything a good nights sleep couldn’t solve.
Or at least I hoped so…
Chapter 7
Emma
Karla was still awake and waiting for me when I got in, her eyes fixing on me as I walked through the front door. Her lips widened to form the hugest smile when she saw me grinning, and I knew there was no way I could hide what I was feeling from her.
“What happened?” She demanded.
I shook my head, trying to gather my thoughts before I filled her in.
“Nothing,” I said.
It wasn’t a lie, but something felt like it had snapped in my mind. I was going crazy, suddenly very much wanting something more from my two bosses.
“Liar,” she purred, patting the couch beside her. “Sit down and tell me everything.”
Joining her on the couch, I filled her in on the evening, talking about how much fun the three of us had.
Thinking about it brought back those feelings, those odd emotions clawing at me. It made me want to explore whatever the hell was happening to me, but I knew it was just the drink and my breakup with Brad, that had my head all over the place.
He’d made me feel like dirt, like I wasn’t worthy, and then these two incredible guys had picked me back up again. They made me feel like I could take on the world, and I got the feeling they really meant what they said.
“Go on, so which one
would you choose?”
Karlas question made me think about it again.
There was no way I could decide between them. They were both amazing in their own way, but it was when they were together that they were at their best.
They reminded me of a couple who had been together for years, completing each other in a way that no one else could.
“No way,” I giggled. “Couldn’t even if I wanted to.”
Karla sighed and slapped my thigh playfully. “Oh come on! You’ve got to have a favourite.”
“Nope, I don’t, and I kind of get the feeling I wouldn’t have to decide.”
“What do you mean?”
I’d picked up on it a few times this evening, especially when Taylor talked about both of them being there for me. He seemed like he was joking, but there was a serious tone in his voice. It was a playful promise, one I very much wanted to explore.
Some of the looks Chris had shot him also made me wonder.
It was just my mind in the gutter, but I couldn’t help but think about them both together, both of them sharing me.
“It was just something Taylor said tonight,” I explained, filling Karla in on what had happened.
Her eyes grew wide and her cheeks went bright red.
“Wow, that’s hot,” she whispered. “You think anything is gonna happen?”
Giggling, I shook my head. “Not a chance.”
“You don’t want it to? If I had two guys like that who wanted to lift my spirits, I would be all over the offer.”
“Karla!” I gasped. “I didn’t have you down as that kind of girl.”
“Hell babe, for them, I’d do pretty much anything.”
We both descended into fits of giggles, laughing at how absurd the idea was.
Karla had a point. The guys were so hot and there wasn’t much I’d draw the line at with them, but they were my bosses.
“We work together, so nothing is ever going to happen,” I sighed.
“But seriously, would you want it to?”
After giving the question some serious thought I realized that I did. Of course I didn’t want anything serious from either of them, just some good hot fun, something to take my mind off the breakup.
It had been such a long time since I’d been care free and had a good time, and they both represented just how much fun I could have.
Just thinking about it was getting me a little worked up!
“I guess I wouldn’t say no,” I laughed, not daring to look Karla in the eye.
Shoving me playfully, she leaned in and laughed along with me. “You slut!”
“Oh shut up! We both know I’m not going to do anything about it. Besides, you were the one who just said there’s nothing you wouldn’t do with them.”
“We are bad aren’t we?” Karla sighed. “But boring as hell in reality.”
“You can say that again.”
For all the talk, for all our wants and needs, we weren’t the kind of girls to go sleeping around.
As much as I wanted to go wild and just forget about the consequences, I just wasn’t that kind of person.
“Well, all this talk has gotten me ready for bed,” I said after a brief pause.
“I bet it has,” Karla teased. “Night girl.”
She leaned in and hugged me, and then we went our separate ways.
As I closed my bedroom door behind me I let my mind run away, thinking about how much I’d enjoyed the evening. Even though I was still cut up about Brad, I couldn’t stop thinking about how good the guys made me feel.
Emotionally as well as physically, I felt incredible when they were with me. The way they both looked at me, the way they talked about how good I was, it made me feel alive.
The tingling between my legs was already driving me wild, but I needed to behave.
I’ve worked too hard to get to where I am, and I’m not about to throw that away.
When I finally lay down in bed, I couldn’t stop thinking about the two men. The way they’d teased me about both being there to make me feel better, those long looks they exchanged, it all just merged into the perfect little fantasy.
Before I knew it, I was drifting off into a hot and heavy dream, both of them there, their lips all over me.
It was a long night, and when I finally woke up I was coated in sweat, my body aching with frustration. The memory of their naked bodies came flooding back in, the lingering emotions that came with my dreams haunting me as I rose from my bed.
Right then it hit me just how much I wanted to experiment with them. It wasn’t just a fantasy, but a burning need.
I wanted to unwind and let myself go, and they both made me feel incredibly safe. If there was anyone in the world who I wanted to just have some casual fun with, it was them, although it scared me how much I wanted it to be something more than just fun…
Chapter 8
Emma
The next few days felt weird, like there was something hanging over me I just couldn’t explain. The guys were on their best behavior as always, things exactly the same between us, but something felt different.
Whenever I so much as looked at either of them my head began to spin. I hated the feeling, wishing I could just get over it, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn’t shift it.
Taylor flirted with me as he always did, and Chris was there to talk to when I needed. Clearly the only one who had any actual feelings was me.
Neither of them acted weird like I did, they were just Chris and Taylor.
It shouldn’t have bothered me, but the more time I spent around them, the more frustrated I became. Just being close to them was enough to send my mind spinning, the heat of their touch, and the scent of them making me ache.
There was nothing between us, it was one sided, but every little thing made me question that.
I’d walked in on them deep in conversation, and the moment I’d stepped into the office they’d fallen silent. The long looks they both gave me before they finally spoke sent a shiver of excitement down my spine, and I couldn’t help but wonder if they’d been discussing me.
Every so often I caught one of them looking at me in the office, but when I faced them, they instantly turned away.
I’m going mad! Like, totally insane!
To make matters worse, Brad had called me a couple of times, but of course I didn’t answer. He was one of the last people I wanted to talk to, but I couldn’t help but wonder what it was he wanted to talk to me about.
He probably had some last bits of salt to rub into the wound, but I was curious.
Part of me thought that maybe he was calling to get back together, and that brought up a whole host of questions.
If Brad did want me back, then would I go to him?
It would certainly make things easy.
Even though the heat had gone between us, he was safe and we got on when he wasn’t buried in his phone. Besides, he could offer me a very comfortable future, although that wasn’t why I was with him.
The biggest problem was our breakup had made me realize just how much I longed for something passionate. I wanted someone who took my breath away, who made me feel alive, only now I’d found the wrong people who made me feel that way.
“Morning coach,” Taylor said, his voice bright and full of energy. “Ready for your big day?”
Those gleaming green eyes fixed on me, his gorgeous smile making me melt in my seat. The moment he looked at me like that made me completely forget about the day ahead.
“Sure am boss,” I chimed, winking playfully up at him. “You and Chris better behave. No interruptions or anything like that.”
Our schedules had all been wiped clean to allow for me to deliver a coaching session on teamwork and effective people skills. The session was going to occupy most of the day, and I’d been preparing it for the past week.
The entire team would be assembled, and I was nervous as hell.
“When do we not behave?”
Shaking my head, I let
out a low laugh. “Well Chris isn’t so bad, but you’re a nightmare most of the time.”
He pretended to look hurt and then pulled up a chair beside me.
“How you doing anyway?”
Shrugging, I thought about how to answer that question.
I was doing fine, at least when it came to Brad. It didn’t hurt quite as much as it had, but the thing that was really bothering me were my feelings for him and Chris.
Right then I wanted to blurt that out, to tell him how I was feeling, but I kept that to myself.
“I’m doing good,” I said instead. “No need to worry about me.”
“I know I don’t need to, but it’s nice to worry about you from time to time.”
His smile cut right through me and it took every ounce of strength not to jump into his arms.
“You really are a charmer aren’t you?”
He smiled crookedly and gave me one of those delicious winks.
“A born natural. How else would I get away with not doing any work around here?”
“Well, I’ll make you work today.”
His smile widened. “Oh really? I’m going to hold you to that.”
Blushing, I sat in stunned silence, feeling more than a little flustered.
Before I could think of anything smart to say, Taylor was standing up again, smiling widely before slipping out of the office. My eyes were glued to him as he went, the heat between my legs swelling to new heights.
Oh lord I want to work him hard!
Groaning, I tried to focus on the rest of the day, but it was no use.
By the time the training kicked off I had almost put them from my mind, but having them sat there with the rest of the team, their eyes on me, made me tingle all over.
The way I was behaving was insane. I was acting like a school girl with a crush, and all my sense and reason was gone.
Luckily for me, the coaching session took almost all of my attention. The day went smoothly and everyone was engaged, and by the time we wrapped things up I’d almost completely forgotten about the guys, but then they drew me back in.
