Wild and True: A Frankie Love Escape

by Frankie Love

  We hadn’t spoken much; it seemed as if we were all in our own little worlds.

  I knew I was.

  Finally Courtney told us about the sauna, which seemed a little boring in all honesty, but I agreed to go with her later, after my hike.

  Then Callie told us she had a massage appointment for the morning, so it looked like we were all splitting up.

  Before we paid and left, the four lobby guys walked into the cafe and passed our table. As expected, Courtney lowered her eyes and added sugar to her coffee as if it was the most interesting thing in the world, not even giving the Kyle lookalike a second glance.

  It was her loss, really. If she always kept her face down, she’d never experience the kind of passion we all knew she wanted.

  I wanted the guys to stop and say something, but they didn’t. They sat at a table in the far corner, which allowed us the privacy to discuss them.

  “I’d honestly do any of them,” I said, much more callously than I meant. Revealing my moonlit walk to my friends felt too intimate; it had been such a sincere moment. I wasn’t ready to share it. Hell, I’d already shared it with one too many guys.

  The problem being I didn’t know which one had been the one too many.

  They were both so sexy and appealing, but in different ways. Ashton was bright and alive, and brought out a playful side of me. Also, he had a massive cock I’d like inside of me again.

  While Jude was serious and reflective, with an intensity that matched my own.

  “Well, I like the one with the short blond hair. He’s everything Blaine isn’t,” Callie admitted. “Not that I’m interested in guys this weekend!”

  We all knew who Courtney liked, which left Jude and Ashton for me. I nervously played with my hair—and at one point, as I signed my check, I caught Ashton’s eyes and offered him a smile.

  I couldn’t help myself; he was so hot. He gave me one right back, and I felt the heat rise in my cheeks.

  I walked to the porch of the general store and looked at my watch, 9:58. Only a few minutes before the group was meeting for the hike, and definitely not enough time to run back into the cafe, sans girlfriends, to invite the guys to the soaking tubs later.

  It was probably best that I didn’t have time, I thought. I needed to be available to my friends—that was why we were here, after all. Besides, the fact that I’d had sex with one of the guys and kissed the other, could be awkward to say the least.

  I was tightening the straps on my backpack when Jude and Ashton stopped right in front of me.

  “Oh, hey,” I said, immediately blushing, wondering if they had talked to each other about our intimate moments. “What are you guys up to today?”

  “We’re headed out for a hike,” Ashton said. As soon as he said it, it was obvious. They both had backpacks on and wore sturdy hiking boots, just like me.

  “Oh!” I said, my eyes wide. “Um, me, too.”

  “Cool,” Jude said. “Anyone else coming?”

  “I’ll go check in the office,” Ashton said, and he slipped inside quickly, giving me a wink before he walked away.

  Alone, I looked at Jude, suddenly panic-stricken. I shouldn’t have kissed him. Either of them. But Jude didn’t pick up on my agitation, which led me to believe he didn’t know about my other encounter.

  “Do you do a lot of hiking?” he asked.

  “Yeah,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. “Quite a lot, actually. You?”

  “I try and pick different hikes around the Peninsula where I live. Ashton doesn’t usually join in, but the friend we’re staying with has massage clients all day, and our other buddy has some work to catch up on, so Ashton agreed to come with.”

  Interesting. The other guy they were with was the resort’s masseuse. I smiled, knowing Callie would be in good hands today.

  Before I could put my foot in my mouth, Ashton came back out. “Just the three of us,” he said, with a wide grin. “Lucky, right?”

  “Yeah,” I said, much too forced. “Lucky us.”

  “You okay?” Ashton asked.

  “Totes!” Now I was being overly enthusiastic. This was a freaking disaster.

  “Okay, well, the cashier gave me a map, and the trail starts at the water’s edge, where we were last night. We all know how to get there.” He bit his lip slyly and looked straight at me. Shit. This was going to be bad.

  “The question isn’t about the starting point, it’s about how we want to end up,” Jude said, and I heard his double meaning. I looked at him sharply, but he didn’t pick up on my dagger eyes.

  “Well, I know exactly where I want to end up,” Ashton said. “Do you, Willow?”

  “Umm, sort of?”

  He gave me a quick nod. “I bet you know more than you’re letting on.”

  “Yeah, she does,” Jude agreed.

  Not answering either of them, I started walking toward the water where the hike began. The leaves under our feet crinkled, but we all walked at about the same pace. I didn’t look at either of them, not knowing what I should say. Last night I had felt so free, so unencumbered. I hated that now those feelings were replaced with doubt.

  I should be able to kiss or have sex or do whatever I want with whomever I want. I hated that I was getting all worked up over these guys. Why couldn’t I just be in the moment?

  We walked for about an hour in an increasingly awkward silence. The guys talked a little about work, about their friends. But I kept quiet.

  “You sure everything’s okay, Willow?” Ashton asked, pulling me back and letting Jude move ahead of us on the path. His hand found mine and he gave it a squeeze.

  He looked concerned, but also had that look in his eye that told me he wasn’t too concerned about me. And why would he be? We’d just had a random one-off at the water.

  “I’m good,” I said. “Honest.”

  “Are you annoyed Jude’s here? Maybe you wanted me all to yourself again.”

  I laughed. “Maybe that’s it.”

  “I think it’s more than that,” he said.

  For a moment I wondered if he knew what I’d done with Jude, but then he grabbed my face and kissed me, erasing any question that he’d told his friend about our fuck.

  No way would he kiss me when Jude was just a few yards ahead of us if they had told one another about our intimate moments.

  His kiss was strong and sweet, and filled with the happiness the woods offered. I smiled at the maple syrup smell of his lips, knowing mine matched his.

  “You look good in hiking boots,” he said, after we pulled apart. I leaned in for another kiss, taking in all of him.

  Then, smacking his ass, I smiled and said, “You look good in nothing.”

  I started walking away, a little nervous that Jude would turn and see us. But he was taking a photo of a tree with his phone, so I didn’t think he knew what had been going on, literally behind his back.

  Jude spoke quietly when I caught up with him. “Isn’t this gorgeous?” He pointed to a small sparrow on a branch, and he was right. The bird cocked its little head toward us, and seemed to smile and nod before flying off.

  “Have you seen any eagles here?”

  “So many,” Jude said. “Last summer I was up here, out on the water kayaking, and this eagle swooped low to the water, grabbed a fish and sailed away. It was incredible.”

  I noticed Ashton had moved quite a way ahead of us, at a good clip. But I wanted to pause here with Jude for a moment, tell him that I was sorry for the kiss. If anything was going to happen again, it needed to be with Ashton. He was the one who made the first move.

  “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.

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��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