by Rye Hart
She pulled her lips away from my cock, and a smile spread across her face and all the way to her eyes. A glorious smile. She stood up, nearly pushing me backward, as she wrapped her arms around my neck. She dotted kisses down along my neck, nibbled on my ear lobe. Her breath was warm and inviting, the smell of her perfume intoxicating.
“I love you too, Evan,” she whispered.
I froze. I couldn't even breathe, afraid that I'd miss something, or that somehow I'd mess all of this up. Hadley Rose, the girl I loved since high school, told me she loved me too. For all these years, I'd wanted a girl like her – no, I'd wanted her – and now I had her in my arms.
She said she loved me.
Hadley giggled, nestling her head against my shoulder. She was hiding herself away, but she had no reason to. I lifted her head gently and stared into those beautiful, green eyes.
I kissed her lips, then her cheeks, then I moved even lower down to her neck. Hadley whimpered as I nibbled her skin, tasting her as I ran my tongue along the ridges of her collarbone. I wanted to taste even more of her though, and I moved lower.
She sat back down on the bed, then laid down. I hovered above her, my hands moving along her body with my tongue not far behind.
Her nipples were pink and soft, until my fingers brushed over them. They hardened at my touch, and Hadley writhed on the bed as I continued to play with them. Taking one in my mouth, I sucked very gently, while playing with the other one. Soft noises floated from her mouth, gasps and moans, as her eyes fluttered open and shut.
“Please, Evan,” she muttered.
“Please what?” I asked her.
“I need you.”
I never thought I'd hear those words from her mouth. God, I needed her to. I wanted to be buried inside of her so fucking badly, but unlike the first time we'd hooked up, I wanted to make this one last. I wanted to give her my everything. While I continued sucking on her supple nipple, I moved my free hand down between her thighs. She spread her legs for me, a natural movement that she didn't seem to even think about. I found her warm and wet, inviting me to touch her. I teased her clit, circling it a few times as she whimpered and shuddered against me. Her chest rose and fell as I fingered her, increasing my suction on her nipple.
Her moans grew louder, more desperate, but I didn't want her to come from my finger alone. No, I wanted her to come as I used my mouth on her. I wanted to have my tongue buried inside of her, to taste her juices as they flowed from her, covering my face.
Finally, I reached her mound with my lips. Delicate, pink flesh with only a thin strip of reddish blonde hair. It was beautiful, and her musky scent lured me lower until I was spreading her lips and kissing her down there much the way I had kissed her mouth earlier. I explored every inch of her sweetness, burying my tongue inside of her, feeling the walls of her pussy pulsating around it.
God, she tasted heavenly. I'd meant it when I'd told her I loved her and judging by the way she stared down at me, she'd meant it too.
I intended to show her, with my mouth and body, just how much I loved her.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
HADLEY
Evan's tongue touched me deeper than I thought possible. My back arched, pushing my pelvis upward as I pressed his head into me. A familiar warmth spread through me, followed by wave after wave of pleasure.
“Oh God, Evan!” I cried out.
My body flailed as my orgasm washed over me. Evan never let up, he continued fucking me with his tongue, drinking me up and savoring every last drop until I collapsed flat against the bed.
“Jesus Christ,” I said, nearly out of breath. “That was amazing.”
Evan stared up at me from between my legs, his mouth still wet with my juices, and a smile spread across his handsome, boyish face. His skin was so soft as I stroked his cheek, staring deep into those hazel eyes.
“I love you, Evan,” I said, repeating the words that I'd only managed to say moments before.
They were true, even if I also loved others. In that moment, I just wanted to tell him how much he meant to me, since he'd shown me with his mouth how much I meant to him.
“Now, fuck me, please,” I said.
He let out a deep, throaty laugh, and his eyes filled with lust. There was a darkness to them that I hadn't seen before in Evan's eyes, a look of pure need. The look a man gets when they know they're about to fuck. In his sweet eyes, it seemed foreign, but nonetheless, super sexy.
Everything about Evan was sexy to me. From his boyish good looks to his clean-cut appearance, his lean figure and strong arms. He was smaller than Gabe but built very well. I ran my hands down his chest and pulled him on top of me. He stared into my eyes and I repeated my request.
“Fuck me, Evan. Please, I need you.”
Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled him into me. The tip of his cock pressed against me, and together, we moved until he stretched me open. Bit by bit, he filled me up until he was completely sheathed inside of me.
His forehead rested against mine, and we lay there for a moment, enveloped in each other's arms. My skin craved his touch, my mouth desired his lips. I kissed him, our tongues intertwining as our bodies began moving in perfect harmony. Evan moved in and out of me with precision and a gentleness that I hadn't experienced before with any man. He was careful, focused on reaching the deepest parts of me, of touching every part of my pussy.
This was no longer fucking, it was something more. We were making love. My heart swelled, and my head was spinning, but it was glorious. I wanted to sing out his name, to cry out that I loved him over and over again, but his mouth was pressed against mine and the only sounds that came out were whimpers and moans as he continued moving in and out of me.
I raked my nails down his back, reaching his ass and then moved back up again. I trailed circles in his skin while holding him against me.
His movements became more desperate, his breathing more ragged, as did mine. My nails were now digging into his flesh, pulling myself upward to meet each thrust. I gasped as his cock brushed my cervix, pleasure coursing through me. Evan continued diving deeper and deeper inside of me, his eyes squinted, and his brow furrowed as his hold on me tightened.
“Yes, baby, yes,” I moaned, urging him along. “Come inside me, Evan.”
He was holding back though, trying not to lose control. I knew why. He was a giver, and he wanted me to come first. I was on the edge, and I knew his orgasm would bring out my own, so I kept encouraging him.
“I'm so close, Evan... Come for me, baby,” I cried out. “Come for me, please.”
A deep, animalistic growl escaped his lips as he buried himself deep inside of me. His body shuddered, and I knew he was emptying his seed inside of me. The look on his face, coupled with the sounds from his lips sent me over the top. His cock pulsed inside of me as I came, my pussy clenching tightly and milking him for every last drop as if a baby wasn't already inside of me.
Together, we rode out the waves of pleasure, our bodies acting as one until Evan collapsed on top of me. I nuzzled my face against his neck, breathing in the musky scent of sweat and his cologne. I closed my eyes and kneaded his back, relishing in the after-sex glow.
Evan took my face in his hands and stared deep into my eyes. He kissed the tip of my nose, then my lips.
“I love you, Hadley,” he said.
We snuggled in bed for a long time, running our hands over each other's body. Touching each other in ways only lovers did. He covered me in gentle kisses, whispered sweet nothings in my ear, and I let myself get lost in the feeling.
I could see a future for us. This could be the norm. Evan and I could be together, and we could be happy together too. Except, there was something missing, and that something left a feeling of emptiness in my gut.
Evan must have sensed something was wrong because he stopped kissing me and just looked at me. Really looked at me.
“What is it, Hadley?”
Tears sprung to my eyes. Regret filled my heart. Not reg
ret over what I'd just done, or at least not in the way it probably sounded like. No, regret that I let myself go, that I got caught up in my feelings for Evan even though I couldn't give myself only to him.
“I have to go,” I said, sitting up in his bed. “I shouldn't have done this.”
The look of pain was etched deep into Evan's face. Of all the boys, he was the most sensitive, and my mistake would hurt him far more than it would hurt any of the others. For that reason, I stopped and just sat on his bed. I held my face in my hands and started sobbing.
“I never wanted to hurt you,” I said.
“You haven't hurt me, I just don't know what's going on,” he said,
He pushed a tendril of my hair away from my face so he could see me clearly from the side.
“I love you, Evan.”
“I love – ”
I held up a hand to stop him.
“Please, let me finish,” I said, and he remained quiet. “I love you, I do. But I also love Gabe still, and there are feelings for Jared too. I just can't lose any of you and I fear that – ”
“You fear that by choosing any one of us, you'll lose the others?” he finished for me.
I nodded. Evan wiped a tear from my cheek.
“Like with Chris,” I continued. “He was just our friend, but as soon as him and I got serious, I lost the rest of you. I can't lose you again. I can't.”
Evan put an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him. I rested my head against his chest, and it felt nice and safe there with him. He always managed to make feel safe, which was why I told him about the pregnancy first. It was also why I opened up to him so easily. Gabe was difficult at times, and Jared was understanding, but lacked some of the emotional understanding that Evan had in spades.
“What if I talked to them?” Evan said softly.
“I can't choose, Evan. I'm sorry, I can't – ”
“What if you didn't have to?” he asked.
“What do you mean?”
He sighed, and I could tell this was difficult for him. “What if you could have all of us. I know we all care for you deeply, Hadley. We'd never want to make your life hard, and we only want the best for you. But, what if you could have all of us, just the way you want.”
“Gabe would never go for that,” I scoffed.
Then it hit me. Evan had just been with a woman who had cheated on him. I turned my head to look at him, stroking his cheek as I spoke.
“And after what Rebecca did to you, I could never – ”
“What Rebecca did and what we're discussing are different,” he said. “She lied to me. She wasn't honest from the start. While I won't lie and say it'll be easy, these are my brohters we're talking about, not random strangers in the bar. There's also a baby we all share. I want to think we can all be grown up about this, Hadley.”
His hand went to my stomach. Yes, we did all share a child. Since we had no idea who the father was, they could all be the dad.
“I don't know if it'll work.”
“Maybe. Maybe not,” Evan said. “But I want to try. For you, Hadley, and for the baby inside of you.”
I couldn't believe we were having that conversation. Yes, it would have been a dream come true to be with all of them, that was true. Was it possible? Was it fair? All those things would have to be sorted out sooner, rather than later. But, could we at least talk about it?
“Sure,” I said softly. “Why not try.”
Evan kissed my forehead and whispered, “Good. I'm happy to hear that. I don't want you to be torn apart, and I doubt any of the others would too.”
Now if only Gabe would agree.
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
JARED
“Gabe will never go for it,” I said.
Evan had called me over to the guest house for a drink. Little had I known though, he had more in mind than just a casual chat. I leaned back on the couch with my gin and tonic in hand, nursing the drink since I had to be into work later that evening. Couldn't show up shitfaced, could I?
Hearing Evan's ideas, however, made me want to chug the drink in my hand. The mere idea of approaching Gabe and asking what he thought about us sharing Hadley with him caused my shoulders to tense up and my head to start aching.
“We'll deal with Gabe later,” Evan said, sitting opposite me and sipping a beer.
He was barely drinking his drink either. Alcohol had just been an excuse to get us together, in the same room, to discuss something that could forever change our lives.
“I just want to know if you'd be okay with such an arrangement?” he pressed.
“I see. Get my blessing first since you know I'll be easy,” I said.
Yeah, I cared about Hadley very much. I always had. I wanted to be with her, and I could imagine myself settling down with a woman like her. Not that she'd ever approached me the way she had Evan, which made me think perhaps this was really about Gabe. Getting the two of us together to talk to him? That might seem smart, but I knew it wouldn't work.
“There's something Hadley needs to tell you,” Evan said with a sigh. “Which might sway not only you, but also Gabe.”
“Oh yeah? What's that?” I scoffed. “Because I don't see Gabe being okay with this, no matter what.”
“Let's hope he surprises us,” Evan said. “I'm going to let Hadley tell you herself though.”
Evan stood up and walked over to the bedroom door. He opened it up, and there stood Hadley. I sat up straight, unable to think clearly as she walked into the room. Her pale green sundress hugged her curves in all the right places, accentuating her hips and bust. A white bow cinched her in below the waist, giving her a more innocent look. Her smile, on the other hand, was less than innocent as she gave me the once over.
I stood up and she walked toward me, taking my face in her soft, gentle hands. She stroked my cheeks as I stared into her eyes – eyes which were just a shade darker than the dress she was wearing. Without a warning, she leaned in and pressed her lips to mine. A chaste, soft kiss, nothing more, but it was enough to cause a stirring in my jeans.
“I'm pregnant, Jared,” she said.
Her smile grew exponentially, and she was literally beaming with joy. Her eyes sparkled, and they looked like emeralds in the sunlight. Tears filled her eyes, but they weren't sad tears – she was happy. So very happy.
My hands trembled as I absorbed the news. Now, I knew what Evan had been talking about. She was pregnant, and the child was one of ours. We'd given her what she'd wanted. One of us had, at least. It could be mine. My baby could be growing inside of her.
My protective instincts kicked in right away.
“Are you sure? Are you okay? Is the baby – ”
“Everything is fine,” Hadley said, her giggle ringing like bells. looked past Hadley to Evan who leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets. He was giving us the space we needed, and I appreciated that, but deep down, this decision involved all of us.
“And you're okay with this, Evan?” I asked.
He shrugged, looking up and meeting my eyes. “I'm willing to do anything for Hadley and the baby,” he said. “I've always wanted a large family. So does Hadley. I say let's give it to her.”
My hands shook even more, and Hadley took them in hers. Her face grew serious, almost like she wasn't expecting my response.
“Are you okay?” she asked, her lip trembling a little.
“I'm good. I'm happy even,” I said, my head spinning out of control. “It's just a lot to take in.”
I turned my eyes upward and met her gaze. I allowed myself to feel the excitement inside of me but hoped it wouldn't show on my face. The love I felt for her, and the feelings I had for the unborn child already, filled me with happiness. Her face relaxed as I smiled.
“I've never been surer of anything, Hadley,” I said. “I just don't know how Gabe is going to handle this.”
“I know,” she sighed and turned to Evan, still holding my hands in hers. “Maybe I should tell him alone?”
> “No,” I countered. “We can back you up. You don't have to be alone. If anyone can stand up to him, it's us. Right, Evan?”
Evan gave me a look that said he had his doubts, but his words were more positive. Comforting. Reassuring.
“Of course,” he said. “We'll always have your back, Hadley. Always.”
“Even if he doesn't agree to the arrangement,” Hadley said. “I just want his blessing, before we continue with anything.”
Again, Evan and I shared a look. I knew not to get my hopes up, because Gabe would never give his blessing for us to be with Hadley. Even if the child inside of her was one of ours. There was no way he'd be okay with such an arrangement. That much, I was sure of.
Hadley looked at me with such hope and happiness in her eyes. Like Evan, I wanted to give her everything she wanted in this world. Whatever it was. I'd never seen myself as someone who would settle down and have children, but seeing Hadley and Grayson inspired me to want that for myself. Not with just anyone, though. But, with her, it was a future I was very excited about.
“I never knew I wanted something so badly,” she said. “And now, I can't imagine anything else. What if he says no? I just can't fathom going back to the way things were before – ”
I pulled her to me, her head nestled in the crook of my neck. Smoothing down her hair, I just held her. Evan looked at me from where he was seated across the room. We'd both do anything for this woman. Anything at all, but we couldn't promise her what she wanted.
We could only promise that the two of us would work together, that we'd be there for her and the child no matter what. I kissed the top of her head gently, and she looked up at me. Our lips met and it was like an electric spark shot off between us. There was so much energy coursing through my body from just that one kiss, and I never wanted it to end. She opened her mouth for me, accepted my tongue into hers as I kneaded her back and shoulders, doing everything I could to help her relax.
My hands moved around, cupping her breasts before moving lower. She gasped, and pulled me in closer, my erection pressing against her body. God, I wanted her.
