by Roma James
“No, he’s right…” Cole reached out and took me into his arms. “I don’t want to be selfish. It’s important that you spend time with your friends while you’re in town.”
“It is,” I agreed. “And I will.” I gave him a quick kiss and then pulled Prescott in for another one of those group hugs that were one of my new favorite things. “But not today. Today, I’m spending time with my guys.”
“Perfect,” Prescott said as Cole kissed me again.
Yeah, that summed up my thoughts on the matter, too. Cole, Prescott, and I were together again.
And it was perfect.
Chapter 16
Daisy Lynn
It had taken almost all my willpower to try and stay out of the way while Prescott and Cole finished their shift at the police station. I’d spent all of my teenage years and my adult life up to this point avoiding the police whenever possible, but things were different now. I was actually dating a sheriff and a deputy.
And I had so many questions.
Like… did they arrest people very often? What was the worst crime they’d seen in Bliss? Did they ever have to shoot their guns? Had they ever been shot at?
I kept those questions—and at least a dozen more—to myself for the most part, though. Which was probably for the best, since I wasn’t sure I actually wanted to know the answers to some of those questions.
Thankfully, the residents of Bliss all decided to obey the laws that day, and we were able to leave the station on time.
Together.
Which was also really nice. I was starting to get spoiled by spending so much time with both of them. And knowing that we were all going to be spending another night together in the same bed had me smiling all the way back to Cole’s house.
“I never get tired of seeing that beautiful smile,” Cole said with a smirk as he unlocked his front door and ushered Prescott and me inside. “Makes me want to stop everything just to kiss you.”
My smile grew even wider. “I wouldn’t stop you…”
“That sounds like an invitation,” Prescott said, stopping in the living room to wait as Cole and I moved toward the couch. “If you don’t take her up on it, Cole, I’m going to.”
I laughed as Cole put his arms around me and gently lowered me onto the couch, kissing a trail from my neck to my jaw. “I think by now it’s safe to make it a standing invitation—you can both feel free to kiss me whenever and wherever the urge strikes.”
Cole’s hot breath hit my neck. “Anywhere, hmm?”
Prescott moved between my legs and began unbuttoning my jeans. “I heard whenever and wherever. And that is an invitation I’ll never pass up—especially when I get to choose where I place the kiss.”
I had actually meant anywhere as in… well, it didn’t matter, did it? Not when I had Cole’s rough stubble brushing against my cheek and Prescott pulling my jeans and panties down in one swift motion that left me completely exposed from the waist down.
No, semantics didn’t matter at all right now.
Besides, I was totally on board with their interpretation of wherever, whenever.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” Prescott groaned as he parted my folds and teased my most sensitive spot with his tongue. “I could do this all damn night.”
Again, I wasn’t going to argue. Not that I could have anyway, with Cole’s tongue entwined with my own. I pressed my hips forward, doing my best to show my appreciation of Prescott’s rough hands and stubble against the sensitive skin of my inner thighs.
I was already so wet, so ready for him. Ready for both of them.
“Yeah,” Cole said, his voice low and thick with desire as he broke away from our kiss. “Let’s keep doing this… all night.”
“Yes,” I moaned—both as an answer to Cole’s proposition and because Prescott hit a spot with his tongue that made my whole body start to shake. “Please… yes… just… need you both.”
Cole tugged at the hem of my shirt and raised it up over my head, then made quick work of my bra until I was lying there completely naked in front of them.
“Here?” I asked. “Now?”
“Yes,” Cole answered, unbuttoning his uniform shirt while I started on his heavy belt and pants. “Right here.”
From between my legs, Prescott looked up at me and made a noise that was so sexy I couldn’t help but moan right along with him. God, there was no way I’d been good enough to deserve both of these men… but there was also no way I was going to give them up.
It felt like my whole body might melt into a puddle of wet heat as Cole finally finished undressing and then lowered his mouth onto the hard bud of my nipple.
I saw Prescott rise up between my legs. “Yes, please…” I moaned. “Need you inside me.”
“That’s right, baby,” he said, teasing me one more time with his fingers before he disappeared from my view. I didn’t know where he was going, and all I could do was let out a frustrated moan as Cole’s lips found mine.
“Don’t worry, beautiful,” Cole whispered between kisses. “We’re going to take care of you tonight. We’re going to give you everything you need.”
I relaxed a little at his words. I still didn’t know where Prescott was or why he wasn’t still between my legs like I needed him to be, but I trusted Cole—trusted both of them—to keep his word.
Cole repositioned himself on the sofa next to me just as Prescott came back with a condom in his hand. I smiled as he spread my legs again and stood between them. Smiled as he rolled the condom down the thick length of his cock and then lined it up with my eager, wet entrance.
“Missed you,” I murmured, suddenly distracted by another sexy cock in my field of vision. Cole’s was just inches from my face, and I opened my mouth to take him in just as Prescott slid the first couple of inches inside my waiting pussy.
“There you go, baby.” Prescott exhaled a long, loud breath as he pressed forward a few more inches. “You don’t have to worry. Don’t have to miss us. We’re both right here.”
“And you’re doing such a good job taking both of us,” Cole added. “Such a good girl for us.”
Yes.
Yes.
That was what I wanted to be. Their good girl. Their sexy, satisfied girl who didn’t have to want for anything that they couldn’t give, who didn’t have to ever choose between them.
The thick head of Cole’s cock pushed against the back of my throat just as Prescott buried the last remaining inch of his shaft in my pussy. They both went still, letting my body adjust to the fullness, giving me time to appreciate that they really had just given me everything I’d needed. Ah, my guys were such dirty boys.
I felt full, but it still wasn’t enough. I moaned loudly around Cole’s shaft, hoping they’d read my mind, hoping they’d both fuck me harder and faster until I couldn’t focus on or even remember the stress of the week. Hoping they’d fuck me until all I could do was call out their names as the three of us climaxed together.
And that was exactly what they started to do. Because my guys? They were perfect for me.
They might not have actually been mind-readers, but they still knew how to take care of me. They instinctively knew how to interpret that moan.
“We’ve got you, baby,” Prescott said, pulling out and then shoving that thick cock back inside me in one long, smooth stroke.
“Yeah, we do,” Cole said, gently thrusting past my lips and then closing his eyes as I massaged his cock with my tongue and my throat. “We’ve got you. You’ve got us. We’ve… oh, fuck yes…”
“Jesus, Daisy Lynn,” Prescott panted, picking up speed with each thrust. “You’re so fucking tight. So good… I could come right now.”
I wanted to tell him yes, please. Wanted to beg for it. But all I could do was press my hips forward to meet his thrusts and moan louder to encourage him—to encourage both of them to keep going until we were all three ready to go over the edge together.
“You’re too good to us,” Cole growled, twisting his
fingers in my hair and guiding my mouth up and down on his cock. “Too sweet. Too sexy. Too… fucking… hot.”
My hips bucked as I felt a new sensation—Prescott’s fingers teasing my clit as he fucked me harder and faster. My whole body was flushed with the heat that was radiating in waves from my core. My legs started trembling. Then my arms. Oh, God. I was getting so close.
“Yeah, sexy,” Prescott said. “There you go. Just let it happen. Just… let go.”
It was all I needed to hear.
Was it just my imagination or had both of their cocks suddenly grown even thicker inside me? I felt so impossibly, amazingly full.
Cole cried out first as his cock erupted against the back of my throat. I swallowed it greedily, moaning my thanks as my own orgasm started to overtake me.
“Oh, damn,” I gasped as Cole’s cock slipped from my lips. “Yes… God, yes… please…”
“Come for me,” Prescott urged, slamming himself into me one more time. “Come for us, Daisy Lynn. Now.”
My body instantly responded. Someone cried out with a curse so loud it would have made a porn star blush. It might have been me.
I didn’t care.
My whole world had narrowed until all I could focus on were these two men and the pleasure they were bringing me.
In the back of my mind, I thought I heard Prescott say he was coming, but I couldn’t be sure. He sounded so far away as my body floated higher and higher.
So good.
So, so good.
“We’ve got you, beautiful…” Cole’s whispered words brought me back down to earth, back down into my own body as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me gently.
And then Prescott was there on the other side of me, slowly running his rough hands up and down my naked body as he rested his head against my shoulder.
“We’ve got you,” Prescott echoed. “And you’ve got us.”
Yes.
We had each other. Me and my guys.
Chapter 17
Prescott
I wasn’t sure how long I’d been lying there awake in Cole’s bed. My hands were behind my head and I’d been staring up at the dark ceiling as I drifted in and out of sleep.
Daisy Lynn was sleeping nestled in the crook of my arm, and Cole was on the other side of her. I could hear both of them breathing softly as a million different thoughts raced through my mind.
“You really should try to get some sleep, old man,” Cole’s whispered voice taunted me.
I grunted. “Pretty sure this old man kept up with the two of you all night.”
“Fair point.” I could hear the smile in his voice even though I wasn’t able to raise myself up and see him. “But then again, she brings out the best in us. There was no way either of us was going to fall asleep as long as she wanted to keep going.”
He was right. Not just about the sex—although yes, I was more than willing to sacrifice a couple hours of sleep for another round or two with Daisy Lynn. Anytime, anywhere—just like she’d said.
But he was also right that she brought out the best in us. Every single day since we’d met her had felt better than the last. Even when we’d been sitting by her side in that hospital, worried to death, I could still say without a doubt that my life was better in those moments with her than it would have been if we’d never met.
And I already knew that Cole felt the same way. I could see it in his eyes when he looked at her. I could hear it in his voice when he talked about her—which, for the record, was non-stop.
“Shouldn’t you be sleeping, too?” I asked. “Maybe take your own advice sometime instead of lecturing me.”
“What’s the fun in that?” He laughed quietly. “And I was sleeping for a while. I had to wake up and remind myself that she really is still here with us—that part wasn’t just an amazing dream.”
“I know what you mean,” I said. “I’ve been pinching myself over and over again these past couple of weeks. It really does feel like… like she’s too good to be true. Like there’s no way we could both be this lucky.”
It was especially hard to wrap my brain around the idea that things had changed so drastically—and definitely for the better—in such a short amount of time. Up until I’d met Daisy Lynn, I’d have considered myself the unluckiest son of a bitch in Montana.
That was just how my life had turned out, and I had made my peace with it.
But now… everything was different.
Better.
For the first time in a long time, I knew what I wanted. And for the first time in a long time, what I wanted actually seemed possible. There really was light at the end of the tunnel. Happiness was within my grasp.
“But are you still having second thoughts?” Cole asked. “Do you still feel like things are moving too fast?”
“I never had second thoughts,” I corrected him. “Not once. But yeah, I was worried that things might be moving too fast or that she might get bored with us—with me, especially—and change her mind about the whole thing.”
“And now?”
“Now I know better,” I said. “Now I know her better. She isn’t just here for a quick fling. And I definitely know she’s nothing like my ex—not that I ever really doubted that part in the first place.”
“Thank God you came to your senses,” Cole said. “I don’t know if you would have been able to forgive yourself if you’d sabotaged things with her just because you were afraid of getting hurt again.”
It stung a little to hear him say it like that, but he was absolutely right. That was exactly what I’d been on track to do. I’d spent so many years guarding my heart and putting it back together after my divorce that I almost let a chance at something really, truly great pass me by.
“I’m not afraid anymore, though,” I said. “I feel like… like I’m falling in love with her. And I feel good about it.”
Damn.
I hadn’t planned on saying all of that out loud, but it really did feel good.
“Yeah,” Cole said. “I think I’m a little past the falling stage. Pretty sure I’m all the way in love with her. Have been for a while now.”
Daisy Lynn stirred next to me, making Cole and me both go silent for several seconds. When her breathing returned to normal, I let out a long, slow breath of my own that I hadn’t even realized I’d been holding.
“Love you guys, too,” her sleepy little voice said, knocking the air out of me all over again—but in the best possible way.
I rose up a little, and even in the darkness I could see Cole’s wide eyes staring back at me.
“Are… are you awake, beautiful?” he whispered, still not moving a muscle.
“No…” She laughed a little, and I couldn’t stop myself from reaching down and using my finger to gently trace the line of her lips as they turned up into a smile. “Maybe a little awake.”
“We didn’t mean to wake you, baby,” I said. “Go back to sleep and we can talk about this in the morning, okay?”
“Yeah,” she murmured, still smiling but already half-asleep. “Love you guys.”
“Love you,” I answered.
“Love you, beautiful,” Cole said.
As I lay back against my pillow with Daisy Lynn cuddled up against me, I realized I was smiling, too.
For the first time in God only knew when, I was genuinely happy.
I was… in love.
I’d never been much of a breakfast guy, but today was special. And even though my skills in the kitchen weren’t nearly as great as my skills on a grill or smoker, I had to admit I was pretty impressed with the omelets, bacon, and hash browns that I’d managed to whip up by the time Daisy Lynn and Cole made it out of bed.
It probably helped that I’d been awake since four in the morning, deliriously smiling like a fool as I replayed our middle-of-the-night conversation in my head.
“You’re awfully chipper this morning,” Cole said, rubbing his eyes and tossing me a half grin as he poured himself a cup of coffee.
“Orange juice, maybe?” she asked, trying and failing to stifle a yawn.
“Coming right up.” I nodded toward the table. “You can both just have a seat if you want, and I’ll have breakfast ready in just a few minutes.”
Daisy Lynn smiled sweetly, and Cole looked at me like I’d been body-snatched by aliens.
“This has to be because of you,” Cole said, still giving me a healthy dose of side-eye as he turned to Daisy Lynn. “I’ve known him for ten years and haven’t ever seen this side of him.”
“You won’t ever see it again if you keep it up,” I shot back, then added, “And of course it’s because of our girl. We’ve gotta keep her happy before she realizes we’re just a couple of dumbasses who don’t deserve her.”
They both laughed. “I’m pretty sure we deserve each other,” Daisy Lynn said. “In fact, I know we do. And the reason I know it’s true is because I don’t fall in love with just any ol’ dumbasses.”
Now it was my turn to laugh as I carried over the plates and serving dishes heaped with more food than we could possibly eat in a single sitting. “Fair enough. Hope you’re both hungry.”
“Can’t argue with that logic,” Cole said. “And Jesus, Prescott. Were you expecting a couple dozen guests for breakfast?”
“Just my best friend and my best girl,” I said, shrugging. “I, uh… might have gotten a little carried away. My mind was on other things.”
Daisy Lynn arched a perfectly manicured eyebrow, her bright eyes twinkling in the morning light. “Such as?”
“Such as the fact that I love you and I want to figure out how we can make this work.”
“I’ll drink to that,” Cole said, raising his coffee mug. “Let’s figure this shit out right now.”
“Okay, let’s start with…” Daisy Lynn looked thoughtful as she paused for a bite. “Oh, wow. That’s delicious. So, let’s start with living arrangements, maybe? I don’t really mind going back and forth between houses for a while, but… if I’m going to be driving back and forth from my apartment in the city, I’d like to at least be able to leave a few things here.”
