by Lane Hart
“How can you be sure?” she asks as more tears wet my hands that are still cupping her face.
“Because I know that if I never see you again I’ll regret it for the rest of my life,” I tell her. “Because I’ve never been happier than I have been the last few days with you. And because I don’t want this feeling to ever end.”
The corners of Kelsey’s lips lift into an almost smile before she asks, “Did you get all that from some cheesy movie?”
“No,” I answer. “I got it all from my heart.”
Before she can continue to second-guess everything, I lean down and press my lips to hers to show her with actions instead of words that I meant everything I said.
Chapter Thirty-One
Cameron
Lying in this damn hospital bed makes me feel like an invalid. The fact that I can’t even dress myself or drive myself home when I get discharged has me feeling completely worthless.
Grabbing my phone from the charger, I send Nix another text message asking where the hell he is. If he doesn’t respond soon, I’ll have to see if Quinton or Lathan can come pick me up, but I’d rather not make my helplessness known to anyone else.
“Hey, I brought you a visitor,” Nix says when he walks through the hospital room door. He’s so much bigger than Kelsey that I don’t even see her until he steps aside.
“Hey, how are you feeling?” she asks. And when she comes closer to give me a hug, I see how red and puffy her eyes are.
“I’m okay. Are you?” I ask her when she pulls away.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” she answers, but I don’t buy it.
“So, are you ready to go home?” Nix asks.
“Ah, yeah, that’s why I’ve been texting you every five seconds. Where were you?” I grumble since I know that practice ended two hours ago.
“Sorry,” he says without any further explanation.
If Kelsey didn’t look like she’d been crying, I would assume the two were off somewhere fucking, but I don’t think that’s the case. There’s something up. Right now, though, I’m in pain and too cranky to care. Sex isn’t at the top of my to-do list since my arm is worthless and it makes me look weak. Hell, I am weak since I can’t do anything for myself.
“What do you want me to cook for your welcome home dinner tonight?” Kelsey asks.
“Doesn’t matter,” I tell her. I haven’t had much of an appetite lately. “All I really want to do is get in my bed and sleep.”
“Oh, okay,” Kelsey replies, sharing a look with Nixon that annoys me. In fact, I just don’t have the energy to deal with these two right now. I hope they don’t plan on staying with me; because if they start fucking in my bed while I’m asleep, I will lose my mind.
“You don’t need to cook anything or come by,” I tell her. “I just need Nix to drive me home.”
“Oh,” Kelsey says again, her face falling with my rejection.
And sure, it makes me an ass, but I’m still pissed at her. All that talk about her being there and taking care of me, and then she doesn’t even stop by after I get out of surgery. Twenty of our teammates and their significant others visited me when I was in and out of consciousness, but not the one person I wanted to see most of all.
Nixon told me Kelsey had to babysit Brady for Quinton and Callie, but they left here at five and were going home, so she could’ve come by after if she wanted to.
Kelsey didn’t want to see me and that hurts, more than I expected. Which is probably why I tried to hurt her back. But right now, I’m just angry at the world and want to be alone to wallow in my pity without witnesses seeing how fucked up I am.
…
Kelsey
“How is he?” I ask Nixon when Cameron’s front door opens two days after he came home from the hospital.
“Still in bed,” Nix tells me on a heavy exhale. “I’m starting to really worry about him, Kel,” he confides in me. “Cam’s so fucking depressed. All he does is sleep. And I get it, you know. Injuries are so damn awful and can be career ending, but I don’t want him to just give up.”
“What should we do? Do you think he’s in pain?” I ask as I wind my arms around Nix’s waist to hug him and try to comfort him. Cam and Nix may have had their differences and a lot of arguments lately, but deep down I know they’re still best friends who care about each other and would do anything for the other.
“I don’t know,” he mutters into my hair. “I don’t fucking know.”
“Ugh, this sucks so much,” I say against Nix’s chest. “I just want to hold him and kiss him and make him feel better.”
Grabbing my shoulders to ease back and look down at me, Nix says, “Maybe that’s exactly what he needs.”
“What?” I ask in confusion. “A hug? I don’t think that’s gonna help him very much. Besides, he doesn’t even want me around.”
“How about more than a hug?” Nix asks while waggling his eyebrows.
“Ew, no! He’s in pain!” I tell him. “He doesn’t want that right now. I barely say hi to him before he tells me to leave so he can go to sleep.”
“Kelsey, sweetheart, believe me, despite what he says, there is never a time when a guy doesn’t want that. He needs to be with you. I know he does. He’s just going through a rough time.”
“Well, I’m not gonna go up to his room and molest him when he has a broken arm,” I warn him.
“Not molest, but you could be very tempting…”
“How would I do that?” I ask, crossing my arms over my chest. “Strip down naked when I take him his pain pills and dinner that he refuses to touch?”
“Perhaps not naked,” Nix says. “I’m thinking more along the lines of some sexy roleplaying.”
“Roleplaying?” I repeat.
“Yeah,” Nix answers as he licks his bottom lip. “Nurse Kelsey is needed in the master bedroom, stat.”
“Nurse Kelsey?” I ask him with a grin.
“Mm-hmm,” he says, leaning down to give me a kiss and loosening me up until my arms are no longer crossed over my chest but are around his neck. In fact, I’m more than loosened up. I want Nix so bad I would let him have me right here against the wall. He would do it too I bet, if his friend wasn’t upstairs asleep, drowning in an awful pity party.
“I need you,” Nix says against my lips. “And I can’t have you if Cam’s not participating, right?”
“Right,” I agree, even if I can’t remember why I came up with such a crazy rule.
“Let’s make a run to the sex shop to find an outfit and pray it works to cheer him up,” Nix suggests.
“Okay,” I now easily agree since I’ve missed having these two guys touch me over the last week. Nixon and I have been texting, but I haven’t seen him except for the few minutes I stop by Cameron’s, before Cam insists I leave. The last time Nix touched me was when we kissed in the hospital parking lot for so long we were practically dry humping each other in broad daylight. It was after he told me all the sweet things to convince me to give this relationship with two men a real try. Neither of us could have predicted that Cameron would start pulling away from us, though.
It sucks that he’s going through such a rough time. I would do anything to cheer Cam up, even if it means getting rejected by him in a slutty nurse outfit.
…
Cameron
“Get up,” Nixon barks when he bursts into my room. “You need a shower right now because I’m not letting your neglected hygiene ruin this for us.”
“What are you talking about?” I ask him. “I had a shower this morning.”
“No, you didn’t. That was yesterday morning,” Nix argues. “And have you even brushed your teeth today?”
“Yeah, I think so,” I mutter, trying to remember.
“Go shower and get clean while I change the sheets,” he orders, making me roll my eyes.
“No.”
Coming around the bed so that he’s glowering in front of me, he says, “Do you want me to drag you in there and wash you myself? Because I wi
ll.”
“Why do you give a shit?” I ask.
“Kelsey’s on her way over.”
“So?” I grumble.
“So, I’m gonna fuck her right there on your bed,” he says as he points to the empty side of the mattress. “And you can take part, watch, or sleep through it all. Either way, it’s happening! Tonight’s my only chance before I have to abstain for Sunday’s game, and I need her, so man the fuck up.”
For the first time since I got hurt, my dick actually twitches in my boxer briefs, showing the first signs of interest in sex. Not that I’ll ever admit to Nix that he was responsible for that.
“Have you fucked her this week?” I ask him point-blank.
“No,” he answers. “We kissed once the other day and then earlier, but that’s it. I swear.”
“Fine,” I tell him. “I’ll shower and watch, but that’s it.”
“Good, go,” he says when he jerks the covers back, revealing the teepee being erected in my shorts. Nix spots it and quickly looks away. Clearing his throat, he says, “I’ll, ah, strip the sheets and get some clean ones out of the hall closet.”
“Thanks,” I reply as I use my elbow of my good arm to push myself up and sit on the side of the bed since there’s nothing I can do now about hiding my hard-on.
…
Nixon
“Goddamn,” I groan when Kelsey comes out of the downstairs bathroom in the skimpy nurse outfit — a tiny white dress with matching nurse hat, thigh high ivory hose, a stethoscope, and red high heels. It’s the type of outfit that’s made for bending a woman over and fucking her from behind.
“Does it look okay?” she asks timidly. “Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“I’m not sure if I can let you walk up those stairs without tackling you down and mounting you, so yeah, I’d say it looks better than okay. And don’t worry. Cam is definitely…up for it,” I respond since I saw his arousal firsthand. He can deny it all he wants, but he needs Kelsey as much as I do.
My comment finally gets a smile out of her, which makes me feel damn good. Kelsey doesn’t see herself clearly; but if she sticks with me and Cam, we’ll change that.
“What have you got on underneath?” I ask, tilting my head to the side to try and look up the tiny skirt.
“Guess you’ll have to wait and see,” she answers coyly as she starts for the stairway. I let her have a head start, because there’s no way I can walk behind her and resist finding out the answer. And once I have the answer and see her ass, I meant what I said. I would have to fuck her right then and there.
When I hear the bedroom door open, I finally take the steps two at a time to join Kelsey and Cam.
“Wow, Kel,” I hear him say to her.
“Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?” she asks when I walk through the door and find her slowly raising the hem of her white nurse outfit in offering.
“Nah, I’m okay. You can just tend to Nix’s boner,” Cam tells her when he nods in my direction.
“He’s not okay,” I argue even if my dick is attempting to tear a hole through my jeans. Going up to Kelsey, I stand in front of her and kiss her while reaching up to jerk the top of her dress open, sending a few buttons flying. “There,” I say when I step back and tug the cups of her white bra down so that her bare breasts are hanging out of the top. “Now go over and give Cam some sexual healing with your mouth,” I order.
“Yes, sir,” she agrees with a smile. I step aside so that she can pull back the clean sheets I just put on the bed and climb up on the king-sized mattress next to Cameron.
“You don’t have to do this,” he says, but the way he’s staring at her tits tells me he’s lying. “I’m not really in the mood.”
“You will be,” I say to the stubborn man before I walk around and get in on the other side of the bed. I’m a little surprised at myself but a lot turned on when I peel the sheets back and then tug the front of Cameron’s black boxer briefs down, freeing his semi-hard cock. Neither of us has ever touched the other when we’ve been with Kelsey, so it’s a little strange to be touching Cameron in such an intimate way. Still, I can’t stop myself; because as much as I want Kelsey, I want my best friend to cheer the fuck up even if I have to take matters into my own hands. Literally.
I grab Cam’s shaft at the base, not stroking it or anything but just to hold it up.
“Put your mouth on him,” I tell Kelsey, and she does after a moment. Leaning down, she licks the head of Cam’s cock, swirling her tongue around a few times before she wraps her lips around him and takes him deep into her throat.
I know I could let go once Kelsey gets started, but for whatever reason, I don’t. Instead, I cup the back of her head and guide her movements to make her bob up and down faster on my friend’s dick that’s getting longer and harder in my hand by the second, especially when Kelsey moans around him with her mouth full, causing Cameron to shudder and curse.
“His arm may be broken, but his dick seems to be working just fine,” I remark, my voice sounding deeper to my own ears, huskier even as I push Kelsey’s head down even further on his shaft.
“Oh fuck,” Cameron groans while punching his hips upward.
“You want her to go faster?” I ask.
Wetting his lips, he pants, “Yes. Faster. Deeper.”
I comply, using my fingers to tug on Kelsey’s hair. And I’m so turned on I could come with the barest touch on my own hard cock, but my hands are both full. When Kelsey cups Cam’s balls to gently roll them around in her hand, he grunts and beg for more, making me even more desperate, so I grab her other hand and cover my cock through my pants to get some relief before I yank on a handful of her hair again.
“Does her mouth feel good?” I ask Cam.
“God, yes. So good,” he answers, and then his fingers are gripping Kelsey’s hair too, both of us forcing her head down.
…
Kelsey
“I’m gonna…I’m coming!” Cam shouts right before his salty release hits my tongue and I swallow his seed down.
“Fuck, I needed that,” Cameron says as he catches his breath and pulls me up by my hair to his mouth so that he can kiss me. “Thank you,” he says against my lips before his tongue parts them. As I stay on all fours, straddling Cameron with my palms planted on either side of his head, I feel Nixon behind me, lifting my skirt and finding out I’m not wearing any panties.
“Jesus, Kel,” Nix says as he runs his hand over my ass and then lower to my wetness. “You liked that a lot, didn’t you?” he asks me, and I moan in response in Cameron’s mouth.
My belly tightened at just seeing one man touch the other in a way they’ve never done before. God, it was so hot seeing Cam’s hard cock in Nix’s fist and then having him control how I sucked his friend off.
Soon Nix’s hand is replaced with the head of his cock that shoves forward and fills me to the hilt.
He starts fucking me so hard that I can’t keep my mouth on Cam’s as I hover above him on all fours.
“As soon as I’m hard again, and that shouldn’t be long…” Cam says as he peeks around to watch his friend pump his hips into me from behind. “I want you to ride me.”
“Yes, sir,” I agree between panting breaths as I try to push back against Nix’s thrusts. “Anything…for you…to feel…better.”
Reaching up with his good hand to brush my hair out of my face, Cameron asks, “Ride me while Nix fucks you too?”
I nod my agreement even though I’m nervous about both of them being inside of me at the same time. It won’t be the first time I’ve had anal sex, but it’s been a few years. Actually, I haven’t done that since before I lost my actual virginity with my high school boyfriend.
“I’ve missed you,” Cam says as he watches me above him.
“I missed you too,” I assure him, but then Nix’s fingers are between my ass cheeks, prodding my opening and pressing a finger inside the tight ring of muscles, pushing aside all other thoughts and words in
my vocabulary.
Nix continues to prep me for his cock while Cam takes turns sucking on my nipples, and I grind my pelvis on his hardening cock as Nix fucks me.
No, he doesn’t just fuck me, he ravishes me. Reaching around to the front of my body, Nix grips either side of the nurse outfit and rips it open so that he can peel it down my arms and off, leaving me between him and Cameron wearing nothing but the hose, bra, and red heels.
“She’s ready if you are,” Nix says with a press of his damp lips to my shoulder as he pulls his cock out of my pussy and runs it up and down the crease of my bottom.
“Fuck, yes,” Cam agrees. Slipping his hand between our bodies, he lines himself up and, with one shove, fills the emptiness Nix left behind, making me suck in a harsh breath. It may have been the last gasp of air I get; because when Nix presses the head of his cock to my forbidden entrance and eases inside, I’m too overwhelmed with the fullness of both men inside of me to even take in a single gasp of oxygen.
Grabbing a fistful of my hair to tilt my head to the side, Nix runs his tongue and lips up my neck and asks if I’m okay.
Words would require an intake of air that I can’t manage yet, so I simply nod.
“Relax, sweetheart,” Nix whispers as he keeps my hair in his grip and uses his free hand to come around and cup my breast before sliding his palm down my stomach to use his fingertips on my clit.
“Ohh, God,” I moan at the shooting sensation of pleasure that ripples through to my soul.
“See, we’re gonna make you feel good too,” Nix tells me. Then, he pulls back and slams forward again, driving Cameron deeper and forcing my chest to his.
Cam’s lips find mine, but both of us are breathing too raggedly to stay connected for long.
“This is the kind of sharing…I could get used to,” Cameron says, cupping my breast and strumming his thumb over my exposed nipple.
