by Amy Brent
“What the hell is all this?” I ask. He laughs, and naturally I just want to tear his shirt and feel the muscles beneath.
“When we screw up we do everything to make up for it. And we fucked up big time.” He admits and pops half a scone in his mouth. A smudge of chocolate slides onto his lip and he uses my finger to wipe it and swirls his tongue around the tip. I gasp and try brushing his lips but he pulls away as Emmet joins us.
“We’re sorry, Remy. We didn’t realize how unfair it was to make you choose.” He says in a gray turtleneck and slacks.
“So you buy a condo and decorate it?” It’s ridiculous sounding in both my head and on my lips.
“Actually,” Emmet leaves and returns with a letter. I open it to not only find the deed to the place, but my name as well. “It’s a part of your promotion package. Your current apartment was way too far from the restaurant and as the newest floor manager we wanted to make sure you were readily available.”
I look at the condo with fresh eyes.
“You bought me a condo?” I whisper. My heart beats so loud and quickly that I wonder if they can hear it themselves. “You’re fucking crazy. Both of you, I’m not taking this!”
“Remy.” Jake calms me down and presses his hands on my shoulders. His breath brushes against my cheek and I’m overwhelmed by his scent of firewood and mint. “David is leaving to manage our second location, and you’re the best worker we have. Just say yes, and after the new year you’ll officially be Kennedy’s Downtown Manager, with the pay to match.”
Climbing the ranks at Kennedys has been a goal of mine, and I know that place inside and out. Already my mind is full of ideas and thoughts and so I accept, but with reservations.
“I like my apartment, and I’m still in a lease.” I say. “And I’m not okay with being spoiled or getting special treatment from the both of you.”
“This condo is a perk of being the manager. David opted for a cash bonus when we first hired him, so we never had to deal with buying one. But when you get promoted again, or maybe even help us open a third location, this will become whoever replaces you.” Emmet explains. “It’s a challenging job, so we wanted the perks to be worth it. And it’ll be waiting for you until your current lease ends.”
I set the deed next to the scones and face them both. Their scent fills my nose until I’m sure I’m flushed and breathing heavily, and it’s not long before they realize it as well.
“Remy.” Emmet starts but Jake interrupts him.
“We’re not asking you to choose one of us.” He says.
“We never will.” Emmet finishes.
“We always hated sharing when we were younger, but that’s because we’ve never had anything worth sharing.” Jake’s arm cups my face and brings his close to mine. He closes his eyes, and kisses me long and hard as Emmet’s hands slide from behind my back towards my breast. They roam my plump body, squeezing and tracing lines until they stop just near the inside of my thighs. I’m already wet there, and Jake only worsens it when his tongue dips into my mouth.
“If you’ll share your love with us, we’ll learn how to share you.” Emmet whispers near my neck.
“Are you sure?” I breathe. They take turns undressing me until I’m standing in only my panties, and when I point out that they’re still wearing clothes they both grin and rip theirs off.
“We are absolutely, positively more than sure. Remy, we love you. We’ve learned than we both can’t stop thinking about you. You drive us equally crazy, and together we can make you the happiest you’ve ever been.” Jake gets 3 glasses of whiskey and passes them between us. “To our first Christmas Eve together.” He says and we each take a small sip.
“And now,” Emmet presses small kisses at the base of my neck as his fingers play with my enlarged nipples. “It’s time to share.”
Chapter Fifteen
Jake lifts me up around his waist. I lean my head against Emmet’s chest behind me and moan as I’m moved from the living room to a barely furnished bedroom with nothing but a simple bed and a nightstand.
All three of us get comfortable, both men on either side of me. Their hands stroke my dark skin as I take turns kissing them. There’s an even mixture of love and lust and before I realize it, my limbs are entangled in their’s. Emmet’s head is nestled between my bosom and he takes my nipples between his lips and around his tongue, making me squirm and twitch as his hands massage my breasts. Jake doesn’t try to pry me away or push Emmet, instead he lowers himself to my thighs and pulls my panties until they’re bunched at my bent knees. He settles his head between my legs and before I can ready myself licks from the bottom of my sex to the top, pressing extra hard against my clit and making me cry out in pleasure. It’s a brand new sensation to me, and as Jake buries his tongue and licks me inside out my hips buckle in response.
Instead of jealousy or anger, Emmet becomes more aroused the more I move beneath him. He nibbles softly on my nipple while stroking his own cock, and I reach for it. It’s thick and hard and twitches beneath my touch. His mouth moans around my breast as I pump his rod, increasing in speed as Jake licks me faster.
I peek down, and at the sight of Emmet’s mouth sucking on my breast and Jake’s head at my thighs I find release a lot sooner than expected. I cry louder than I ever have before, one hand dropping Emmet’s member and grabbing onto his hair as the other pushes Jake’s mouth further against my essence. He softens his licks at I ride my orgasm to completion, twisting and thriving as both brothers hold onto my body.
It finally ends and I relax, but Jake’s devious eyes sparkle as he climbs over me. Emmet backs up and makes room, panting hard himself.
“Your pussy tastes amazing.” He says and kisses me. My sour juices drop onto my lips and I swallow them. Jake growls against my mouth, pressing his palm against my drenched clit. It makes me twitch again and rub myself on his hand.
“I’ve never felt that before.” I admit. Jake twirls my hair and laughs.
“Get used to it.” He nibbles my ear before scooting over when Emmet presses his lean, muscular body against mine. I grab his member hanging between us and pull it towards my entrance. Emmet moves on top of me, and shoots Jake a raised eyebrow. I ready myself, fearing he’ll think I don’t want him equally or complain about being put second, but he shrugs.
“Technically you saw her first.” He says, and as I press my hand against Emmet’s cheek I remember how strong his arms were when he protected me from that perverted stranger at the restaurant months ago.
“I’ve never done this before.” I say before I could convince myself to keep quiet. “Even though I’m on the pill and I’ve read stories, I’ve always wanted to wait.” My insecurities and fears melt as both Emmet and Jake take my hands and kiss the inside of my palm.
“It’s worth waiting.” Emmet promises me. He’s gentle at first, guiding his member to my entrance and slowly caressing it. His tip slides in with ease, and Emmet’s hand grabs my ass and readies himself. Jake’s mouth finds mine as Emmet pushes inside, and I scream against it. I cry until Emmet’s as far inside me as he can be, and moan when he starts sliding in and out.
Jake and I kiss as Emmet and I make love. They each fondle a breast and pleasure me until a warmth so strong and powerful rips through my body once again and I dissolve in their arms. It’s not what I had imagined at all, and I realize I never could have imagined a love quite like this.
With Emmet inside and Jake besides me, I feel complete. Like this was the true fairy tale romance I’ve been waiting for. But there’s still one thing left, and it seems Jake agrees. Emmet slides out, barely reacting to the spot of blood on him as he wipes it off, and trades places with Jake, who’s cock might be the same size but feels different somehow. Not better, nor worse, but it’s different in the same way that everything else about Jake and Emmet are different.
And like everything else in his life, Jake is aggressive. He flips me over, his muscles bulging as they grab my hips and pulls my ass into th
e air. Emmet sits in front of me, his erection prodding close to my lips and out of curiosity I taste it, recognizing the same sour taste that was on Jake’s lips before.
My mouth closes around Emmet’s arousal just as Jake slips inside of me. He’s fast and rough, and my head bobs up and down on Emmet’s as Jake fucks me hard from behind.
The twins share me in different ways until they both reach their release at the same time. Emmet fills my mouth, grabbing the top of my head as he cries and arches his hips. Jake buckles behind me and I feel every twitch that pours his manhood into me.
We all collapse onto the bed together, exhausted, happy, in love. The twins are mine, and I’m their’s, and there’s enough space in the future for the three of us.
“Merry Fucking Christmas.” Jake croaks. Emmet and I chuckle before he reaches to the nightstand and pulls out an envelope from the drawer.
“Speaking of Christmas, here’s your actual present.” Emmet says. I open it to find three airline tickets leaving for France the day after Christmas. I try to be angry, but surprised tears form against my will and it’s hard to keep my voice even.
“I thought we went over this.”
“Yeah, yeah. No hand-outs.” Jake rolls his eyes. “Remy, let us spoil you just this once. It’s not every day that we find something that we agree on.”
“It’s a miracle Jake even agreed to share.” Emmet adds.
“Paris? With the two of you?” I turn to Jake and remember our conversation nearly two months ago, about my dreams of traveling.
“And everywhere else.” He mentions, reading my thoughts.
The tickets drop to the floor as I kiss each of them passionately.
“Merry Christmas.” I say to the both of them.
Chapter Sixteen
“We’re going to be late!” Jake yells from the stall of a bathroom as I fix my hair. Emmet left to grab snacks for the flight, and Jake snuck me into an empty restroom for a quick make out, despite me calling him childish and irresponsible.
“You’re the one taking a piss. I’m just fixing my smudged eyeliner.” I argue. We meet Emmet at the terminal just as they’re calling for our section. I hold my ticket close to my chest, staring widely at the giant plane on the other side of the gate.
“There’s nothing to be worried about.” Emmet says when he notices my sweaty palms. “First time on a plane is always the scariest, but it’s never anything more than a few bumps here and there.”
Jake makes fun of me instead, asking who the child is now.
We wait in a long line until we find our seats, and I quickly excuse myself to the tiny restroom in the back. My hips touch the closed door and I pour water on my face. When I woke up Halloween morning I was almost convinced my romantic dreams were just that, dreams. But here I am now, with two brothers taking me to the most romantic city in the world.
I return to them and take the middle seat. Jake puts on headphones and stares out the window while Emmet smiles kindly at an old couple to our right. Shortly afterwards, the plane’s engine roars to life, and we start moving.
My heart leaps as we take off, grabbing both of their hands and holding them firmly in the center of my lap.
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Just one month, right?
What harm could this possibly do?
I am supposed to live with Gage for some time, and he’s supposed to protect me.
What he doesn’t know is that I am falling for him.
I have dreamed of his muscular body, those perfect abs and that package…I am sure, it’s HUGE!
I know he wants me too.
Why else would his eyes trail my curves, stopping at every hill and mountain?
I can tell by the way he looks at me.
Alright, wanting him at this time is bad news.
Carrying his baby, even worse!
And age difference isn’t the only thing we need to overcome.
Did I mention he’s the hottest single dad around…and experienced too…and my dad’s best friend?
Dad’s going to kill us if he finds out.
The affair can be a secret, sure.
But the gift I have planned for Gage this Christmas?
Chapter 1
Gage
Snow trickled down steadily from the thick grey clouds above. Warm candle light spilled through the kitchen and dining room. Shadows danced along the walls. The heater kicked on to combat the chill clinging to the air, but not down here. Not with Amber standing in front of me, dressed in a pair of skintight, maroon-colored leggings and a tight, long-sleeved shirt that hugged her breasts perfectly. Her blonde and wavy hair was pulled up in a messy bun on top of her head, and strands of hair framed her pale face.
Candle light flickered in her blue eyes that were shimmering with desire. I swallowed thickly as she took a slow and deliberate step towards me. Within a matter of seconds, things would change. I wouldn’t be straddling that line of wanting Amber, my best friend’s adult daughter, in my bed. It wouldn’t be a long-desired fantasy any longer. Everything would change.
I couldn’t think straight, even if I wanted to. My skin tightened around muscles and bone, making it hard to shift without pain. Blood rushed down in a southerly direction. My cock hardened with anticipation when Amber’s full red lips parted to inhale sharply.
“You’re beautiful,” I said, and the roughness in my voice wasn’t surprising. I was trying desperately to hold my breath to keep control over the rage of lust in me. “So beautiful, Amber. You have no fucking idea how beautiful you are.”
“Thank you,” she whispered. “Gage, please.”
Those two little words nearly unhinged me. The desire in Amber’s eyes was bright and flickering, no longer murky behind other emotions. She took another step to close the gap between us. The first brush of her soft hands against mine sent electric jolts up my arms. She gently coaxed my hands to rest on the fullness of her hips. A shiver went up my spine when her fingers traced the veins up my arms before resting on the curve of my shoulders.
Her body was thrumming with energy. I could feel it radiating off her in waves, and my own body was soaking it up eagerly. It felt right, too fucking right with Amber’s delicate, but strong body pressing up against my own. There was nothing naïve about her touch as her fingers slid down to rest on my upper chest, bunching the fabric of my shirt there.
“Are you sure about this?” I asked quietly.
My own fingers started to trace the curve of her hips through the soft cotton fabric of her leggings. They rolled seamlessly underneath my touch.
Rapid breaths escaped Amber’s lips as her chest heaved. My own heart was pounding furiously against my ribcage. I couldn’t breathe easily, either, against the tension bubbling between us.
“Of course, I am,” she murmured, gripping the fabric of my shirt tightly. “I’ve wanted you for so long, Gage. You have no idea.”
I groaned inwardly at that confession. “How long?”
“Since I was a sophomore in high school.” Her lips curved up into a smile. “Do you remember the summer barbecues my dad used to do?”
Summer barbecues in Colorado Springs at the Roselyn house were one of the few memories I had over the past ten years that were full of life and happiness, outside of my daughter. I nodded affirmatively.
“I don’t know how to explain it,” Amber whispered. “But I just felt things for you then that never went away. You had taken off your shirt to jump into the swimming pool, and I kept thinking how sexy you were. How any woman would be lucky to experience that in their bed every single night.”
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sp; My eyes slipped closed when Amber’s hands slid up to trace the muscles in my neck. Her fingers buried into the strands of my hair, massaging my scalp expertly. She was trying to ease the tension out of me, to get me to cave in.
Which was working. I could feel my resolve starting to crumble, fast and hard. It took all my strength to not snag her up into my arms to kiss her senselessly. Ethan was sound asleep on the couch with a blanket tucked around him securely behind Amber, while Lily slept in the adjacent couch with her favorite blanket. I couldn’t risk waking one of the kids up to see us wrapped up in one another. They had been through enough.
“Amber,” I warned.
“Shh.” She placed a finger on my lips. “Come back upstairs, Gage. I’m telling you that I want you, that I have wanted you for a very long time. Don’t question it.”
“I just want to make sure that you know what will happen.” I caught her eyes then. “What it will do if we go through with this.”