Sullivan nodded, and the two of them stood there, looking like they practically had their tails between their legs. Walking toward them, I took each of their hands in mine and led them to the bed, where we sat on the edge.
“Listen, I’m sorry,” I started, still holding their hands. “I’m not trying to be harsh. You guys just really freaked me out at dinner. I thought you were going to leave me for each other.”
Sullivan let out a bark of laughter, and Will placed his other hand on my cheek, running his thumb over my skin. “Never, sweetheart.”
Sullivan nodded, placing his hand on my thigh. “It’s the three of us. This doesn’t work without you.”
I nodded, the knots in my stomach finally unraveling at their comforting words. I’m sure to them, my worry about them leaving me was just about as silly as their jealousy was to me. I started to feel the tiniest bit better.
Will guided my mouth to his as Sullivan’s hand travelled farther up my thigh. As Will and I began to kiss, Sullivan looked on, caressing my hip and Will’s back. Soon, Sullivan brought his lips to one side of my neck, and Will brought his to the other. While their tongues explored my skin, their hands got busy undressing me, slowly and meticulously peeling my silk pajamas over my limbs.
Once I was down to my underwear, Will and Sullivan did the same, and the three of us laid back on the bed, legs and arms intertwined. The feel of their skin against mine was amazing, and I could already feel a damp heat forming between my legs. With each of their stiff lengths pressing into me, my heart started beating faster. I wasn’t sure exactly where our night would lead, but I knew that whatever it was, with Will and Sullivan on either side of me, it would be incredible.
I then said the only thing I could think to say, “I’m all yours, boys, do with me what you will.”
And they did just that.
Chapter Thirty
Sullivan
“Are you sure you don’t need anything else?” Will and I tucked Adrienne into bed, and I ran my thumb over her forehead, wanting to make sure she was as comfortable as possible.
“I’ve got my bowl of ice cream, my rom-com queued up, and two perfect boyfriends who’ve been totally doting on me for the past two hours. I think I’m good.” She smiled and squeezed my hand in hers.
“We’re really starting to get this whole period thing down,” Will said, giving Adrienne’s fuzzy-sock-covered feet one last rub.
Adrienne giggled. “Almost makes me wish that time of the month came more often.” As soon as the words left her mouth, she winced and placed a hand on her lower stomach. “Scratch that. Once a month is more than enough.”
I placed my hand her shoulder. “Advil’s on the bedside table. You’re due for your next dose in a couple hours.”
“Aye, aye, captain,” Adrienne saluted. “More importantly, you two have to give me a play-by-play first thing in the morning. Promise?”
Will and I met eyes, the blood rushing to my cock. Now that the door had been opened for us to explore our sexual connection, Adrienne encouraged Will and me to enjoy tonight. She would sit this night out and give us another opportunity to really figure out how to give each other pleasure. We still wanted her to be a part of it, and she was sad to be missing out, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t happy to have another night of learning what Will liked without an audience.
“Promise, sweetheart.” Will bent down and gave Adrienne a slow, lingering kiss.
My cock stirred again in my pants. Will was just teasing me now. They both were. They knew how crazy it made me to see them touch each other like that.
“Good,” Adrienne said when she and Will parted. “Now you two scoot. I’ve got a movie to watch.”
I kissed Adrienne goodbye, and Will and I left her to rest, my heart pounding with anticipation as we climbed the stairs to the other master bedroom.
“God, she’s bossy.” Will chuckled as I led us inside my room.
“Hush.” I gave him a playful shove until he was up against the wall. I put my hand on his scruffy cheek, but he knocked it away. My heart pumped harder remembering the physicality of our first time—the push and pull of us coming together was almost as good as the act itself.
Adrienne was so soft, so giving, so eager to please. Will made me work for it. Every inch I gained with him was hard-won. That did something to me. Plus, it was just really fucking hot.
As much as I loved Adrienne, loved the feel of her soft body against my firm one, loved protecting her, taking care of her needs, I was finding that my love for Will, while newer, was not all that different.
“Been waiting to do this for a while,” I murmured, bringing my mouth to his.
His hands pressed firmly against my chest, but rather than shove me away like I was expecting, they sank into my t-shirt, which he used as leverage to pull me closer.
My cock jumped, brushing against his hardening erection as our lips finally met for a kiss.
“On the bed—strip,” I ordered, voice gruff.
Surprisingly Will obeyed, yanking his t-shirt off over his head and unbuttoning his jeans. He sat down on my bed as he worked them down over his hips. His thick cock stood tall and proud and I couldn’t wait to get my mouth on it.
When his hand wrapped around it and gave a few strokes, I groaned. “You trying to kill me?”
He smirked. “Were you always this mouthy during sex?”
I grinned at him before pulling my own shirt off over my head. Taking a couple of steps closer, I dropped to my knees on the bed right between his spread thighs and licked the tip of his straining cock.
“You gonna complain about my mouth now?” I asked, looking up at him through hooded, lust-filled eyes.
“Don’t stop,” he groaned, placing one rough palm against the back of my neck to guide me closer.
“Yeah? You like that” I asked, teasing him with the tip of my tongue against his taut skin.
“Fuck. Take me deeper.” His hand slid to the back of my head where he moved me up and down, showing me the pace he liked.
He was so commanding, so controlling and confident, and I fucking loved it.
I fisted his cock in one hand and massaged his balls with the other. I knew that some women had a tendency to ignore those, Adrienne generally didn’t but other women were so focused on the blow job. Will groaned again, clearly approving of my strategy.
“Better stop unless you want me to blow.”
I moved off him with a wet, sucking sound. “We can’t have that.”
When I rose to my feet, I shoved my own pants and boxers down my hips and Will watched me with expressive eyes as I stroked myself.
“Blowing me got you hot?” he asked. He sounded almost surprised.
“Everything about you gets me hot. Now come here.”
He moved closer, scooting toward the end of the bed where he took me firmly in his hand and treated me to slow, long strokes that almost made my knees buckle. Will watched me with dark, hooded eyes as his hand slid over me.
As much as I didn’t want him to stop touching me, I also badly wanted to lay skin to skin in the bed with him.
“Hold that thought,” I whispered. My cock was so hard and swollen, I could have hammered the nails into one of our remodel projects.
I grabbed a bottle of lubricant I kept in my bedside table drawer.
“So how the hell does this work?” Will’s expression was fucking adorable. He looked legit concerned. He was so lovable, and he had no idea.
“I guess it will be similar to when we prepare Adrienne.”
He thought that over. “True. Just don’t want to hurt you.”
I chuckled. “You just assume you’re the top?”
“Fuck yes I do. I’m …”
I touched his hand. “I get it. You’re not ready.”
He scrubbed one hand over the back of his neck, still watching me.
“And you won’t hurt me. I’ve seen how careful you are with her.”
That seemed to please him, a
nd Will grinned halfway before I leaned in and took his lips again. Kissing him so freely like this—it felt forbidden, even though I knew it wasn’t, but I was still getting used to it.
Will moved over top of me when I laid back and he took some of the lube and spread it between my cheeks.
“You sure about this?” Will asked, kissing my neck, his stubble scratching my chin.
“Very.”
I felt his answering grin against my mouth. “I’ll stop if you don’t like it.”
“I know.” I smiled at him.
It felt so natural to be doing this with him—I didn’t even question it. But then the time for talking was done, and Will was pressing forward so fucking slowly I thought I would lose my mind.
“Fuck. It’s so good,” he groaned.
I gripped one hand around his hips and drove him deeper. “Yes. Fuck me. That feels so good, right there.”
“Sully,” he breathed against my neck.
Will picked up his pace, his hips snapping against mine hitting some place deep inside me that thrummed to life. I moaned, the sound deep and primal. I hardly recognized it.
“Don’t stop. Think I’m going to come like this.” My cock was trapped between us, but that didn’t seem to matter.
“Yeah?” Will sounded breathless, and almost proud.
“Yeah?” I groaned.
He kept up his pace and a few moments later I was climaxing on my stomach in a hot, sticky mess. Will’s pace slowed only slightly.
“It’s so good, Sull. I’m not going to last.”
One more murmured grunt and he followed me over the edge.
After we had cleaned up, we laid side by side in my bed. Will was quiet and I had no idea what he was thinking. Did he like it as much as I did? Did he regret it?
“You okay over there?” I finally asked.
“Never better.” Will smiled and all my doubts melted away.
“You’re quiet.” He was always fairly quiet, but I didn’t say that.
“Just processing everything.”
That, I understood. This was entirely new territory for us.
“Just don’t shut me out, okay?”
He nodded. “I won’t.”
“Should we go see if Adrienne’s still awake?”
“Yeah. Let’s go.”
Downstairs, we found her curled under the fluffy duvet, her eyes on the TV screen in the otherwise darkened room.
She pressed a button on the remote to mute the TV when she saw us. “Hey. You’re back.” She smiled.
“Course, baby.” I leaned down and kissed her forehead. She hadn’t expected us to sleep there, had she?
Will squeezed her bare foot then padded into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Adrienne sat up in bed and patted the spot next to her. “Everything go okay?”
I nodded, climbing in beside her. “Yeah.”
I wasn’t sure how many details she wanted, but Will chose that moment to return and he got into the bed on the other side, sandwiching Adrienne between us.
“Will?” she asked, eyes swinging over to him.
“From my end, it was fucking great.”
This seemed to please her curiosity, at least for the time being. “Are you guys going to want to do that all the time now?”
My heart clenched in my chest. What she was really asking was do we still need her. The answer was a huge fucking yes. “Not all the time, no. Maybe once in a great while. I’m fucking sore. His damn dick’s too big.”
Will and Adrienne both chuckled.
“You’re a baby,” Adrienne said, smiling at me.
“What she said,” Will echoed.
I never imagined we’d be here—after fifteen years of friendship. And we probably wouldn’t be here if it hadn’t been for the shove Adrienne gave us. Part of me couldn’t believe it. It took a hell of a woman to do what she did. It only showed her love for us, her confidence in what we had. Either way, she’d gone out on a limb and it made me love her that much more.
I fell asleep that night with my arms around Adrienne and a huge smile on my lips.
Chapter Thirty-one
Will
“Wait, Will, where are you going?” Adrienne’s worried voice stopped me dead in my tracks, just before I could slip out into the garage.
Shit.
I adjusted the strap of my duffel over my shoulder, bracing myself for whatever feelings she was about to lay on me, too.
“And why do you have a bag? Sull, did you know Will was going somewhere?” she called over her shoulder and motioned Sullivan to join us by the door.
“What’s going on, Will?” Sullivan furrowed his brows. He was giving me that look he only gives when he’s confused—and on the brink of frustrated.
I winced at the looks on both of their faces. This is exactly what I didn’t want.
Fuck.
Sighing, I dropped the duffel to the floor and released a heavy sigh. Adrienne crossed her arms, and the two of them stood there in silence, waiting for me to explain.
Except I didn’t really know what to tell them. Everything lately had just gotten so…different. I’d just gotten used to the idea of me and Sullivan taking our own relationship to a new place, and as good as it was, it felt like my world was turning further upside down every day.
I didn’t know what the future held, didn’t even really know where my friendship with him stood. I wasn’t usually the kind of guy who had problems with commitment—when I developed feelings for a woman, I oftentimes fell hard and let her know—but with Sully? I was way out of my depth and that scared the shit out of me.
Things between us were shifting, and they were getting even more confusing with Adrienne in the mix. All I really wanted was a couple days away to clear my head, sort everything out. But I had no idea how to explain any of that to Adrienne and Sull without hurting their feelings. Which is why my first plan was to just sneak out and leave a note. Turns out I’m not as stealthy as I thought I was.
“I’m just going on a fishing trip. I’ll only be gone a couple days.”
Adrienne nodded slowly and Sullivan crossed his arms. They turned to each other. I did my best to ignore how hurt they looked.
“You weren’t going to tell us?” Sullivan stepped toward me. I stepped back. Too close.
I shrugged. “Didn’t think it was a big deal.”
“Alright, well, enjoy yourself, I guess,” Adrienne said, running her hands over her arms. She quickly closed the distance between us and placed a swift peck on my cheek before backing away. Sullivan just nodded. A knot formed in my stomach. I couldn’t decide if I wanted him to kiss me goodbye, too.
Before he could decide for me, I slung the duffel over my shoulder and walked out the door, hoping I wasn’t making a huge mistake.
The whole drive to the cabin, my mind was going a thousand miles a minute.
From the moment we became best friends, Sullivan and I had always known we wanted to share women. It started out with just hookups with adventurous girls, but we quickly grew out of that and moved on to relationships—mature, loving, adult relationships, the kind of shit we missed out on growing up.
But once Adrienne opened the door to Sullivan and me having sex too, and once we fucking barreled through it, my whole image of how our life would look together was shattered. I’d always felt like the man of the house, and now that I had two people to take care of...
I was still trying to process that.
How could a relationship between three people actually fucking work? What about marriage? Kids? Could I ever give them both what they need? Suddenly every question I’d ever brushed off about ménage was hitting me over the head like a ton of bricks, and I had no fucking clue how to stop it.
***
That evening, I was putting another log on the fire when a knock on the door made me snap to attention.
I walked to the door, mentally preparing to yell at some asshole kids pulling a prank or to let some elderly couple know they w
ere at the wrong cabin. But when I opened the door, my stomach dropped. Standing in front of me were Adrienne and Sully, sopping wet from the rain that had been pouring all day.
“What are you two doing here?” I stood frozen in the doorway, not sure whether to throw my arms around them or step back and give them space.
“Did you really think we were just going to let you run out on us for a couple days without a decent explanation or anything?” Sullivan shook his head, a smile spreading across his face.
“Plus, we’re due for a vacay just as much as you are,” Adrienne added, her teeth biting into her lower lip.
I smiled and shook my head. “Why am I not surprised? Come inside, you guys are soaked.”
They brushed past me and huddled up by the fire. I joined them by the couch, and the moment I sat down, Adrienne took my hand in hers.
“Will, I know you’re scared.”
I pulled my hand from hers. That wasn’t what I was expecting. “No—it’s not that, it’s just—”
Sullivan placed his hand on my knee and I froze, his touch simultaneously calming me down and setting me on edge.
“Please, Will, just listen to what we have to say.”
I sighed and nodded, my heart pounding so hard I could hear it beating in my ears.
“We get it,” Adrienne said, her hand gently taking mine again. “You’ve always thought that you and Sull only liked sharing women because you were close. What you didn’t realize was just how close you two really are. How much you love each other.”
I bristled at that word. Love. It was a small one, but it was heavy. Maybe too heavy for me to bare.
“I know it feels like this changes everything,” Sullivan said, “but I don’t think it has to. Sure, it’s unlike any relationship we’ve ever had before, now that the three of us are truly all together. But I’m starting to think that maybe Adrienne is the girl we’ve been waiting for all along. The one whose love could show us how much we actually love each other. No other relationship we’ve been in would this have even come up, that’s how we both know how special Adrienne is and how fucking amazing the three of us are together.”
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