Or would they? There’s also the distinct possibility that neither of them wants anything more than just a few kisses and maybe some no strings attached fun with me and they don’t care how many people I do it with.
As we finish cleaning up from breakfast, I’m almost about to take the ultimate cowardly way out and retreat to my room to read a book but Bryce grabs some ice cold sodas and literally pushes me into the living room, where Parker is waiting by the movie theatre size flat screen TV.
“The weather is fucking horrible, so we need to find some indoor activity. I was thinking video game tournament?”
I can’t resist rolling my eyes: I suck at video games, or at least, I suck at the shit the guys play. All that Call Of Duty, Grand Theft Auto and Football.
Now, if we’re talking Wii and especially Dance Revolution, then it’s a completely different matter. I’m about to say that, when Parker shrugs and proposes watching movies instead.
“I doubt that we have the same taste when it comes to games, why don’t we watch a movie instead?”
Bryce chuckles. “You dipshit! I’m not watching movies with you two, no fucking way.”
I look at him a little perplexed and ask him why not.
“Ah because there’s only so many chick flicks a dude can watch.” That kind of irritates me and I narrow my eyes at Bryce’s playful smile. “Why are you assuming? I might like some action movies and some comedies. It doesn’t have to be just chick flicks.”
Bryce barks out a laugh. “I ain’t talking about you, sweet stuff. I’m talking about Parker, here. Ask him what’s his favorite movie of all time? Go on.”
I turn to look at Parker and he doesn’t look put out in the least, he actually has an amused glint in his grey eyes. “Yeah, so what? I like chick flicks. From the classics to the newer stuff, I don’t see anything wrong with that.”
I agree with him but Bryce shakes his blond head in mock annoyance. “Ask him how many times he’s seen Dirty Dancing? Go ahead. I swear to God, he just watches that shit to get popular with the girls.”
Parker claps him on the shoulder and chuckles at his bestie’s accusation. “Nope. I like the love stories, I like how they always have a happy ending. Or almost always.”
We settle on After in the end and God help me if the boyfriend the protagonist has at the beginning doesn’t remind me a little bit of Marc.
We watch in silence, sipping on our sodas and I’m sitting on the couch between them, hyper aware of the fact that there’s a few intense scenes coming up, like the one at the lake, where they kiss and the one in the bath.
Right before the scene at the lake when they kiss for the first time, Bryce pulls my feet on his lap and starts playing with the two little dolphin charms that are dangling from my anklet. He does it almost absentmindedly but it’s such an intimate gesture, that it immediately attracts Parker’s attention.
All of a sudden, none of us is watching the drama unfolding on the screen, both boys are looking at me and I try my hardest not to squirm under their gazes.
“This is a pretty anklet. I really like it,” Bryce’s touch causes goosebumps to form on my ankle and to spread all the way up my leg as his fingers caress their way up my calf.
“Do you like it? I won it for Kaya at the State fair. I thought it was much better than the giant teddy bear that douche wanted to get her.” Bryce nods. “Good choice, bro.”
So they did talk about that night. I look at Bryce, to see if there’s any trace of jealousy or disapproval but I find none. So maybe Parker didn’t tell him anything? Oh fuck me, I really need to fess up before they think that I set out to deceive them or something.
“Uhm, I ... I kissed both of you,” I blurt out, averting my gaze from the guys and looking at the screen where the girl takes off her white dress to wear the guy’s t-shirt to swim in.
“I more than kissed Bryce, actually. But that’s not the point. I kissed both of you and I like you. I like you both and I hope that doesn’t mean that we can’t be friends anymore. Because I don’t know how to choose just one of you. I mean, Bryce and I have a deal. I don’t know if that was just a one off for you Parker, but I like you. I like you and I like Bryce. Please don’t be mad at me, I didn’t mean to lie to neither of you.”
There. I said it.
Now they can get mad, or laugh at me because neither of them likes me that much that they’d even care who I kiss. Whatever.
For a second nobody speaks and I almost think that they either didn’t get the message or they truly don’t care. But then Parker takes my hand in his and brings my knuckles to his lips.
“We know, K.” His grey eyes are intense and I’m relieved that he doesn’t look mad. I look at Bryce and his usual smile is in place as his hands keep caressing my leg.
“Yeah, we know.”
Ok, so it must be that they don’t care.
“Ok,” I say confused, looking at Parker again. And that’s when Parker’s hand comes up to caress my jaw and his lips touch mine, while Bryce keeps stroking my leg.
I kiss him back without hesitation at first but pull away when I realize that we’re kissing in front of Bryce.
“It looks so hot when you kiss him, sweet stuff. It makes me so fucking hard ...” his admission shocks me and I turn to Parker only to find a similar heat in his grey eyes.
“I haven’t seen you kiss Bryce but I would love to see it ...”
Are they for fucking real? I’d be lying if I said that I don’t feel excited about this new development, and also relieved that they aren’t mad but also anxious about what this means.
But there and then, caught up in the moment, I let Bryce seize my lips in a hot, all consuming kiss. His teeth greedily nibble on my lips as his tongue gains entrance into my mouth and massages mine, sending waves of pleasure all over my body and making me want to feel his hands on way more than my legs. I moan into Bryce’s mouth and when he breaks the kiss and I meet Parker’s gaze, I can barely breathe at the heat I see in those grey depths.
The corner of his mouth lifts in a sexy smile laced with approval and there’s no mistaking that he liked what he saw if I have to believe the bulge in his basketball shorts.
I don’t have time to say anything because Parker pulls me to him to kiss me again and drags me all the way onto his lap, until I’m straddling him, feeling how hard watching me kiss his best friend really makes him.
I would really wonder how fucked up this is but I get distracted by Parker’s mouth ravishing mine and I feel Bryce’s lips on the back of my neck, trailing hot kisses all the way down my shoulder. His arms surround me and his hands come around to cup my tits, squeezing my soft flesh in a way that could be painful if I weren’t beside myself with excitement. Because make no mistake, this might be weird as fuck, it might be wrong too but I’m soaking wet, so wet that I’m sure Parker can feel it through my panties and his basketball shorts.
I pause and turn to look at Bryce with a silent question in my eyes. When instead of saying anything he rolls my hardened nipples between his thumbs and index fingers, I let out a surprised gasp. I don’t know what this is, what the guys want, but I know that I can’t let whatever this is continue unless I know what’s next. I can’t lose Bryce and Parker over whatever it’s gonna happen next. I can’t have them look at me like Chase and Reid do.
Not that my stepbrothers have ever even kissed me, but I can’t have this warmth between the three of us turn into indifference or contempt after the haze of excitement wears off.
So I ask them what they want. “Guys, did you understand that I can’t choose between you?”
Parker’s eyes flash with something I can’t quite define, I can’t see Bryce’s face but his arms tighten around me, making his chest come into contact with my back.
“What if you didn’t have to choose between us?”
I turn my head to look at Bryce and he nods, suddenly serious. “Do you mean that you want to be friends with benefits too? Like me and Bryce?”
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sp; Bryce chuckles and drags his lips up my neck, from its base all the way to the shell of my ear and then he breathes more than says: “Is this what you think we are?”
I’m confused. What did he think our ‘deal’ meant? I ask him and his answer makes me turn to kiss him, hard.
“I don’t know, Kaya. Certainly not just friends. I wanted a deal because I didn’t want to hurt you. I still don’t. I was afraid that I’d freak out if I started to have feelings for you. Fuck, you know what? I have feelings but I’m not freaking out. So our deal is still on because we’ve just started to get to know each other, but I don’t mind if you want to have a similar deal with Parker. If—”
When we break our kiss, Parker pulls me to him and his eyes are dark with a turmoil of emotions and barely repressed desire.
“I want to get to know you too, like Bryce is. Don’t choose, Kaya. Let’s see where this goes, the three of us. Bryce is one of my best friends and I’m not jealous of him. We both want to get to know you and have fun and see that beautiful smile of yours. We can go as fast or as slow as you want. You call the shots, K. We’ll all be at college together soon, so there’s no ticking clock. This doesn’t have to be over unless we want it to be. And I know we might have to set rules as we go, but I’m not jealous of you spending alone time with Bryce.”
Bryce responds by skimming his slightly rough hands down my shoulders, lowering the spaghetti straps of my tank top.
“Same. You can spend alone time with Parker, but right now? I want to kiss you everywhere, Kaya. I want to taste you and hear you scream when it feels too good for you to bear it. While Parker touches you and kisses you and shows you how hard you make him.”
His words make heat flood in all sorts of places, my body is throbbing with need but my eyes are fixed on Parker, who’s looking at my bare chest, his tongue darting out to lick his lips in anticipation.
Bryce
WE HADN’T SEEN KAYA for three days and Parker and I have had time to talk about how we feel about her. The physical attraction we both felt for her was immediate but we both came to appreciate her kindness, her determination and intelligence in the two weeks we’ve known her.
Two weeks are nothing in the grand scheme of things but this thing with her, whatever it is, is consuming me with a need I never thought I’d be capable of. She’s all I can think of, she’s all I want. I never thought that after what happened with Georgia, I’d ever go near a girl if one of my friends liked her too. But when I realized that both Parker and I liked Kaya, for some fucked up reason, it didn’t feel wrong. I didn’t set out to share a girl with Parker but I understand why we’re both into Kaya and it doesn’t bother me at all that we both want to be with her. The reason why we got burned is that our ex was playing games and she wanted to string us along, until she picked one of us.
With Kaya it felt different from the get go, we saw that she was as drawn to each of us as we were to her.
We knew that it would be risky to tell her that we both want her but after we made a deal and Parker kissed her under that pier, we thought to give her time to come to us about it. She would either make a choice and end things with one of us, or talk to us about her feelings. I never thought, not even for a second, that she’d try to deceive us the same way Georgia did. And Kaya didn’t disappoint me, she was open and honest.
I can see the excitement and the apprehension in her green eyes at the thought of being with us at the same time. I know she isn’t as experienced as our ex, so I don’t even contemplate the idea of a threesome. And this isn’t what this is about, it’s all about her: I like her, I care about her and I want to give her pleasure. Parker wants the same and that’s totally fine, because we’re used to working toward the same goal, on and off the field. I want to see Parker happy as much as I want to see Kaya happy, so for me this seals the deal; it doesn’t matter that I have to share if this relationship gives happiness to two people I care about.
“Kaya, don’t look so scared. If you say yes to dating us both, I promise that you’ll be put first. We both want you right now but if this is too much, it’s fine. One of us can go for a walk or we can all go back to watching the movie. If you say yes, all we want is to give you pleasure. I promise that we won’t go all the way, that has to be your choice, when and who with. And I promise to accept your choice even if it’s not me, I won’t be mad and viceversa. This is pretty new for us too, it’s not like we’ve been sharing girls all along. But if you say yes, today it’s all about you.” And once again, Kaya doesn’t disappoint me; she nods and that spurs us both into action.
I lift her off Parker’s lap and set her down on the long end of the sectional we’re occupying. I touch my lips to hers and then begin to trail gentle kisses down her neck and chest, taking her hardened nipples into my mouth and sucking on them the same way I want to do on another part of her.
Kaya closes her eyes and arches her back, breathing faster, a sure sign that she’s enjoying what I’m doing to her.
I lift my gaze and meet Parker’s eyes, he walks to the other side of the couch and lowers his head onto Kaya’s other breast. This time she moans and the sound of her goes straight to my dick, making it harder than it already was. I wasn’t lying to her: we have time to explore things with her, one on one and together but today, it’s all about her. We want to show her that Parker and I want the same thing, we want to be with her and make her happy. We aren’t attracted to each other, this isn’t about that. It’s about her and her alone.
I open the button of her cutoff jeans and lower them at the same time as her silk and lace panties. I’ll never tire of looking at how beautiful she is, bare in front of me, with all that smooth, silky skin.
It’s strange how the threesome we had with our ex was a messy affair, there were limbs and mouths everywhere while this time, we work in unison like a perfectly oiled machine.
While Parker seizes her lips in a searing kiss I kneel on the floor and place a soft kiss on her ankle, trailing slowly up her leg and kissing every inch of her skin. Her shapely calf, the crook of her knee, her lower thigh as I travel up, taking my time and savoring the feeling of her smooth skin against my mouth. When I get to her upper inner thigh, I can’t quite resist and I graze her delicate skin with my teeth.
Kaya writhes at that sensation, letting out a moan that’s swallowed by Parker’s kiss.
The other night, I explored her with my fingers but ever since then, all I can think about is tasting her, using my mouth to drive her crazy like she drives me with one look, one smile.
So I lower my mouth onto her and ask, without quite touching her sensitive flesh: “Kaya, can I taste you?” I know my warm breath is making her shiver in anticipation and she breaks the kiss with Parker and breathes out a soft ‘yes’.
That’s all the permission I need to trace the edges of her opening with my lips, kissing my way up toward the bundle of nerves that will deliver everything I want her to feel.
Parker is watching intently, running his hands all over her upper body in a soft caress. I dart my tongue out to her center, lapping at her and I smile when she inhales sharply at the contact.
So I do it again, and again, using my tongue to open her up to my kiss and teasing her sensitive nub with the tip of my tongue once I think she’s ready.
“You taste so sweet ...” I murmur against her skin and she moans bucking her hips toward me, missing the contact with my mouth. I latch onto her alternating licking and sucking on her most sensitive spot.
All the while, Parker has been watching and playing with her tits but when he sees her moaning and writhing under my kisses, he kneels by my side and begins tracing her opening with his fingers.
He smiles, satisfied and tells me that she’s so fucking wet but his eyes are locked onto hers.
I increase my efforts, her pussy is flushed pink so I know that if I suck and kiss harder, it’ll feel good and she rewards me with a desperate moan that makes it incredibly hard not to take my pants off and seek my own rel
ease. But I meant it when I promised that today this would be all about her, so I continue tormenting her, keeping her on the brink of the sweet release she so desperately needs.
“Bryce, please ...” she begs and that’s when Parker enters her with two fingers and begins thrusting and twisting his fingers in and out of her while I kiss and suck at the same time.
This is her undoing, she can’t resist our joined efforts and comes hard, tipping her head back, letting each wave of ecstasy take completely over.
I watch in wonder, she looks so beautiful that I never want to stop unless it’s to take her into my arms and place soft kisses all over her face and neck. This is how we settle on the couch: with her between us and for a blissful, perfect moment, we feel happy and invincible as if nothing could ever break the bond between the three of us.
15.
Party
Reid
“UPSTAIRS IS A FUCKING flurry of activity, go up at your own risk.” I tell Dad with a smirk and he chuckles, amused by how seriously the girls take getting ready for the party.
Karen, Kaya and her bestie Nic are all getting ready with the help of two hairdressers and a makeup artist, but if I have to judge by the noise that is coming from the master suite, you’d think that those three are getting ready to launch World War III or something equally scary.
That’s one of the many reasons why I’m happy to be a guy: I got a haircut yesterday, I showered, shaved and put my tux on.
There, ready as I’ll ever be.
I look at my reflection in the mirror of the entrance foyer and decide last minute to ditch the bow tie that Karen’s personal shopper chose for me. It’s an ice blue that matches my eye color but I really think it’s a little too much.
I hear footsteps coming from the stairs and as I turn to look, my eyes meet Kaya’s coming down from the war zone.
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