Kinky Resolutions and Other New Year's Disasters: A Standalone Romantic Comedy

by Frankie Love

  “Speaking of incredible … that kiss last night was pretty epic.” He set his hand on my shoulder so I couldn’t look away. His eyes were intense, like I remembered from the night before. “You are pretty epic.”

  “You don’t even know me,” I said, scoffing at his words. I didn’t feel epic, not in that moment. In that moment I felt like a player. I wasn’t used to stringing guys along.

  “I know that last night you spoke truth to me, about how you felt, and that was real and honest and beautiful,” he said.

  He took hold of my waist and pulled me close. His mouth covered mine with the passion I’d felt coursing through him last night. He seemed to drink me in with his lips, his breath. He inhaled me, and I drew in what I could. His hands pulled me in closer, and a sigh escaped my lips. I couldn’t help it. I felt his cock so close to me, hard and wanting.

  Wanting me.

  My mind suddenly filled with longing, a different kind than Ashton had incited. Ashton was charming and eager, and when I was with him I felt free. But Jude brought out a rough and dirty and demanding kind of longing.

  I pulled away, even though I didn’t want to, not in the slightest. But I knew this could all end really badly. I was several miles up a mountain with two near-strangers and I was picturing some brawling disaster.

  Knowing I needed to stop this, I just blurted out what I’d held in for too long in one fell swoop.

  “IhadsexwithAshton.”

  He laughed, a really gentle laugh. One that I didn’t expect from a guy whose arms were covered in tattoos, whose face was filled with hard lines, whose emotions were so fierce.

  “That is so not the reaction I expected,” I admitted.

  “He told me last night, after I told him we kissed.” Seeing my eyes getting wide with concern, he added, “We weren’t disrespecting you, I swear. I told him about our kiss—how amazing you were—and then he felt like he needed to keep things honest. So he told me what you two had done.”

  Mortified, I covered my face. “I should have said something earlier.”

  “No, we agreed not to bring it up because we didn’t want to make you feel like you had to choose. We thought maybe things would naturally just go the way they ought.”

  “Okay, can you just give me a chance to think things through? I feel like I’m in an awkward position here. I don’t want to come between friends.”

  “Anything you want, Willow.”

  And I believed him.

  Chapter Nineteen

  I walked away and quickened my pace, wanting to pass Ashton, too. Seeing him on the trail, I gave a wave and told him I wanted to go a little faster, and that I’d meet up with him at the summit.

  My lungs filled with the clean air, and I made up my mind as I walked. Sure, I wanted an adventure, wanted to mix things up in my personal life. I knew I had been moaning to myself that I needed a change, but causing drama between these two guys was not what I intended. They were way too kind, too sensitive, too generous to pick between.

  It was just my luck that I would find two amazing men the exact same day, and they happened to be best friends.

  Fuck. My. Life.

  At the top, I got out my water bottle and sat on the trailhead, looking over the picturesque vista. There was nothing to complain about in this moment. I had all the opportunity in the world. Remembering the housekeeper job I’d seen posted in the general store, I thought maybe I could move here. Stay on this beautiful island and take a chance.

  I heard the guys come up behind me, and I exhaled, feeling at peace.

  “Hey, Willow,” Ashton said, sitting down next to me. He set his hand on my shoulder and gave my forehead a kiss.

  “You made it.” Jude sat on the other side of me and gave my knee a squeeze.

  Sitting in a row like this was the perfect time to tell them my decision. “You guys, I know you want me to make a choice, and I have.”

  “Really?” Jude asked.

  “Yeah, I decided I wouldn’t choose. I can’t come between two friends. So, I’m sorry, but I won’t pick.”

  “Good,” Ashton said, setting his hand on my other knee. “We were hoping you’d say that.”

  “What do you mean?” I asked, shaking my head, trying to understand.

  “We thought you would say you couldn’t pick, so we decided to make it easier for you,” Jude explained.

  “I don’t follow…”

  “You can have us both.” Ashton said, tucking a strand of my black hair behind my ear.

  “We don’t want you to pick, we want you to have everything you want.” Jude leaned in and kissed my cheek softly, then continued to kiss my neck, his tongue licking my flesh as he moved his mouth, causing my skin to prick with excitement.

  “What kind of friends would we be if we fought over you, when really all we want is for you to have everything you desire?” Ashton asked, pressing his hand higher on my thigh, between my legs, causing me too eke out a small moan.

  Holy shit, I thought. A threesome? With these two?

  Forget fuck my life. I wanted them to fuck me now.

  “I’ve never done this before,” I said, trying to steady my breath as Jude’s hands tilted my head to his, my mouth colliding with his once more. Ashton’s hands pressed over the fabric of my jeans, moving hard on my pussy.

  “It’s okay,” Ashton said. “All you need to do is tell us how you like it.”

  “Let me think,” I said, pulling away slightly. I felt overwhelmed.

  Part of me thought, Of course I should do this. I should give in to everything I craved. But another part of me wondered what that would mean for later. If I took both of these men at once, how could I ever go back to regular sex?

  “We thought you might say that,” Jude said. “So we made a plan.”

  “A plan?” I asked, surprised. They must have planned this out after I walked away on the trail.

  “Tonight we can meet,” Ashton suggested. “We can tell our friends we’re taking a moonlit hike, but really we can meet at a yurt on the property and make all of your fantasies come true.”

  “You think you know my fantasies?” I asked quietly.

  “I think I might,” Jude said, taking my hand and pressing it against his jeans. His cock was so hard underneath, and he was right. He knew exactly what I wanted. That cock in my mouth, being swallowed whole. My pussy tightened as I imagined him in me. I already knew what kind of lover Ashton was, and to have both of them—oh, I got so wet just thinking about it.

  “Okay, I think you’re right,” I said breathlessly, standing, already wanting to get down the mountain and take a nice shower and clean myself up for them. “Tonight.”

  “I’m not waiting for tonight,” Jude answered as he tore off his coat, revealing strong biceps. “I am not going down this mountain without a piece of you.”

  He lowered me to the ground and slipped off my boots. Then he unbuttoned my jeans, shimmying them down my thighs, revealing my teeny, bright pink thong.

  “You’re so hot,” he said, tugging my jeans the rest of the way off, leaving my legs exposed and my pussy throbbing. He pushed up my shirt and leaned down to my belly button to kiss my skin and massage my breasts.

  For a moment I wondered where Ashton was, if he minded seeing his friend take charge like this, but then I felt another set of hands slide the thong off and ease my thighs apart.

  The cool November air covered me, and I shivered in the exposure. But then I watched as the men shifted places, and I knew my body was about to be warmed up in a way I had never felt before.

  Ashton’s mouth was on mine, kissing me hard, and I wrapped my arms around his neck passionately, pulling him closer. As our tongues enveloped one another, I felt another mouth on me.

  This time though, it was Jude’s mouth on my pussy. His beard scratched me in a tantalizing way, and I felt his tongue slide up and down my entire opening. I knew my wetness must be everywhere, but I didn’t care. I couldn’t think anymore; I could only feel.


  There was no room for being self-conscious, because I was too busy being pleasured. Jude’s tongue flicked fast at my pulsing clit. It was throbbing now, and he sucked me so hard, wrapping his arms around my thighs. I’d had guys go down on me before, but Jude knew exactly what he was doing.

  “Fuck me,” I whispered, pulling away from Ashton’s mouth, and he quickly moved his mouth to my breasts. Pushing back the fabric of my sheer bra, he began sucking on my nipples. Hard and fast, his sucking matched Jude’s, and I had never imagined a sensation like this. It consumed me, and I didn’t even have a cock in me.

  “I’m gonna make you come, baby,” Jude said as he pressed a finger into my folds, then used his thumb to circle the hood of my pussy.

  His fingers pressed so fast, better than any vibrator I’d ever used, and shot waves of ecstasy through me. The circular motion caused my thighs to tremble, and at the same time his finger pushed in and out, deeper and deeper, until I couldn’t hold it in any longer.

  I knew my pussy began gushing, because his finger found my g-spot—and when that was found, I knew all hell broke loose.

  “You taste so fucking good,” Jude said, lifting my ass off the ground, squeezing hard.

  I couldn’t answer, because he dipped his fingers in again—two of them this time—and they pushed up, up, up against my walls until I poured out.

  I let out a deep moan, grabbing handfuls of Ashton’s wavy brown hair, his mouth now nibbling at my ear, whispering. “You’re so fucking good,” he said, and I looked into his deep green eyes, knowing he meant it.

  When the orgasm stopped thundering through me, they lay on either side of me, still fully dressed. As I caught my breath, my pussy kept aching for them.

  “I want your cocks,” I murmured, turning my head from side to side wanting them both to know I meant it. I could imagine their hard shafts in between my legs, grinding against me.

  “Tonight,” Jude said, smiling. “That was your plan, right?”

  “Oh, that is so cruel,” I said, shaking him.

  “Mmmhmm, I know you like it rough,” he answered.

  “All you need to do is show up at the water’s edge,” Ashton said. “We will be ready.”

  “Just come and we will take care of the rest.” Jude raised his eyebrows, and I nodded, knowing that I would have no problem coming.

  None at all.

  Chapter Twenty

  The hike down the mountain went quickly. We joked around, and both Ashton and Jude took turns flirting with me. The mood had shifted, though, and my anxiety from earlier in the day evaporated.

  My excitement built as I imagined this evening with all of us together. I said a quick good-bye once we made it back to the property, and they gave me polite broad-daylight kisses on the cheek, even though I knew all of us wanted more.

  When I got back to the cabin, Courtney was setting out a tray of yummy appetizers, and I popped a grape in my mouth, suddenly famished.

  “I’m going on a night hike,” I announced when Courtney asked if I would go to the soaking tubs with her. She immediately frowned. “Sorry. But it’s a full moon. How many times will I get to do something like that?”

  “I guess not enough,” she snapped.

  God, that girl needs to get laid.

  “Well, I’m taking a shower. I’m all gross from the hike.” I took off my coat and something flew from my coat pocket.

  “Umm, forget something??” Courtney asked, looking over at Callie for back up, but Callie was already buried under her duvet, apparently exhausted from her massage.

  Court held my hot pink thong in her hand.

  “Oops,” I said, not offering any more information. What exactly would I say? Oh, I just got eaten out on the top of the mountain, by two of the hottest men I’ve ever been with, and got dressed in a jiffy? “They must have um, gotten misplaced,” I said, hiding a smile.

  “Right,” Courtney said, shaking her head.

  “I’m gonna take a bath. You don’t mind, do you?”

  “No,” she answered, quickly. “Actually, I’m gonna head to the tubs right now.”

  With Courtney gone and Callie sleeping, I took advantage of the quiet cabin. Slipping into the bathroom, I turned the water in the shower on, as hot as I could stand it. Once it was steaming, I stepped in, letting the water fall across my breasts and through my long hair.

  I shaved my legs carefully, wanting my skin to be soft for tonight, and I looked at my mound, grateful I went to the salon for regular waxes.

  Soap covered my skin, and I luxuriated in the memory of the top of the mountain. I had really let myself go, and I’d been so well rewarded. Never in my life would I have expected the two of them to proposition me that way.

  Sure, everyone knew guys fantasized about getting with two girls at once—but for me to have two guys to myself? It was beyond.

  I thought about the image-obsessed guys in the city, how little they actually knew about pleasing a woman. They were so boring I’d stopped sleeping with them.

  But this would be different. This was exactly the excitement I wanted.

  When I finished the shower, I wrapped myself in a towel and began planning my outfit—the goal being easy access. I wasn’t going to waste time with buttons. I just wanted Jude and Ashton to cover me with their hands.

  I was sitting on my bed, rubbing lotion on my legs, when Callie woke up from her nap.

  “Good rest?” I asked.

  “Yes. Exactly what the doctor ordered.” She looked so peaceful and happy; it was crazy to see the girl who had harped on me for hours yesterday suddenly so blissed out.

  “I’m so glad. This weekend has been just what I needed.”

  “The hike pretty good then?” she asked, lying down and facing me.

  “Yeah, I mean the hike was good.…”

  “But?”

  “Well, the two guys on the hike, they were the guys from the lobby.”

  “That’s cool. My masseuse was, too.”

  “Oh yeah?” I asked, before remembering that Jude had mentioned that. Suddenly my curiosity was piqued. Maybe all of these guys were into kinky sex. “Was he like … you know, open minded?”

  Callie’s jaw dropped. “Willow, what are you implying?”

  “Well, these guys were really … umm, horny.” I said horny, but what I really meant was hot. And good with their tongues. And hands. But I was deflecting my true thoughts, and tried to simplify.

  I didn’t know if Callie would really understand that the connection I shared with these two guys was about more than sex and six packs and a tight pussy. I didn’t know if Callie would understand that what these guys and I had shared was deeply personal.

  “Okay, and so you’re wondering if they’re as horny as their friends are?” she asked.

  “I don’t know, I mean. I guess I wondered.” I used a comb to get through my tangles as Callie grew more interested in this conversation.

  “Did you do something with the guys on the hike?” she asked.

  “What, like, besides hike?” I laughed, and knew I was caught.

  Callie chucked a pillow at me and I ducked, cracking up. “Okay, yes. I did do something.”

  “You wouldn’t have brought it up if you didn’t want to spill the beans.”

  “I know.” Covering my face for a second, I realized my real reason for not being forthright with Callie. I was kind of embarrassed that I wasn’t as experienced as I’d led her to believe. “Okay, if I tell you, no judgment, promise?”

  “Promise.”

  “Have you ever had a threesome?” I asked.

  “No. Have you?”

  “Almost. Today. Like, in the woods.”

  “That’s pretty….”

  “Pretty what?”

  “Pretty hot. I mean, it’s totally hot. You and two guys. Those guys? That’s, like, every girl’s wet dream.”

  “Wow, Callie, I’ve never heard you talk that way, or expected you to. You’re always so, so….”

  “Bit
chy?”

  I laughed. “I was going to say uptight.”

  “So are you going to meet up with those guys later?” she asked.

  “We planned a night hike,” I admitted.

  “You should go and, like, be all-in.”

  “You think so? I mean, I want to, it’s just I’ve never done that. I don’t want to mess it up.”

  “Honestly, if two guys asked for a threesome, I don’t think there’s much messing up you can do.”

  I laughed. “What are you doing tonight? Courtney went to the soaking tubs.”

  “I have another massage.”

  I raised my eyebrows, but didn’t press.

  “What?” she asked. “It’s just a massage.”

  “Sure it is, honey. Call it whatever you want,” I said, winking.

  I knew what my “night hike” really was, and I had a good idea of what her “massage” was, but I would let her come clean in her own time, just like I had.

  For now, I needed to get dressed so I could have my clothes ripped off me.

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Walking to the water’s edge, I was ready for them to take me any way they pleased. The sky was dark and the full moon hung over me. I wore a long skirt with a see-through tank top and slip-on boots. I’d left my hair long and loose around my face, and slipped a soft cashmere sweater over my shoulders.

  I could see the guys ahead of me, waiting. It was sexy to be desired, to be waited on. They were eager, but so was I. After walking down that mountain, we were all in pain. I was sure they both had massive hard-ons, and my pussy was screaming for more.

  Tonight, we would all get what we wanted.

  “Willow,” Ashton said, offering me his hand. “You look radiant.”

  “You both look pretty fine yourselves.” I didn’t know if I should give each of them kisses, or hold both their hands, and I immediately felt over my head. But then I remembered Callie telling me there was no way I could mess this up. All of us just wanted to be pleasured, and we needed to allow ourselves that by relaxing.