by Sam Crescent
His very future depended on this fight. Some of the neighbors had come out to check out the commotion being made. He ignored them and lashed back out at his friend. Lawrence was a little smaller than him but knew how to use his fists.
Usually he gave time for him to relax and rest. Not this time.
“Emily, is mine.”
Chapter Seven
Her men were sparing over her. It was kind of hot if a woman was into the whole dominant guy routine.
She hunted for her dressing gown but couldn’t find it.
“Shit,” she shouted. Her mother stood staring at her. She had to do something. Never would she allow two men to ruin a friendship over her. She would leave town before she let that happen.
The flimsy white negligee did nothing to conceal her body. Flinging her arms up in the air she cursed and charged past her mother.
“Is this what you had to put up with?” she asked as she passed the older woman.
“I made a choice to save us all.”
Emily paused on the step and turned to her mother. “Do you love both of them?”
“With all my heart and soul. Being apart was tearing us up. I did what I had to do.”
She nodded her head and charged down the stairs. Her dad and Tyler stood blocking her path.
“Let me pass,” she demanded.
“No. You’re not going out there,” her father argued.
The sound of the grunts and knuckles hitting flesh made her cringe.
“Dad, I love you but I’ve got to do this.”
“You’re not going out there.”
Emily punched him in the arm. An immature act she knew. She had to grab his attention.
“Really, you want to go there. Isn’t this what you and Tyler had planned with mum? Out there are two men I love more than anything. If they get hurt because of this, I will hold you personally responsible.”
Her hands on her hips she faced off with the two men who’d tried to protect her when she was younger.
“You can do better than that, Spencer boy,” he growled.
“You don’t know, Chase. I do and he’s perfect for me. Step aside or lose me forever,” she told him. The ultimatum had sprung up on her instantly.
She had to use everything at her disposal to get him out of the way.
“Don’t threaten me!”
“Then step out of my way. I’ve left once and I can do it again.”
Tyler pulled her dad out of the way. She sent him a smile, she didn’t want to have to go through with her threat.
“Stop it,” she screamed running down the stairs. Lights from the garden helped her run down. Emily was pleased it was summer otherwise she’d be freezing her tits off. “Stop.”
Her voice wasn’t being heard.
She looked at them. A good distance was between them.
Going on instinct rather than thinking it through she ran between them. Chase had his fist raised and she stood in front of Lawrence. “Stop,” she yelled and closed her eyes. He’d thrown the punch before he’d seen her.
She waited for the pain and the lights. Nothing came. She opened her eyes to see Chase staring at her.
“Are you fucking stupid?” he growled.
“Don’t you dare scream and curse at me you fucking bastard.”
“See. She ran in front of me to protect me,” Lawrence said.
Emily turned and whacked him on the face. “Don’t start.”
Chase charged for him again.
“Will you guys stop?” Emily screamed as she got between them again. Blood, cuts and bruises marred their skin. The neighbors stood on their lawns looking at them. Her chest was heaving and she knew her breasts would be visible through the fabric.
“You kissed him,” Chase accused.
She turned and glared at Lawrence. “No. He kissed me.”
“But you responded.”
“I told you I’m a good catch,” Lawrence growled.
She ran a finger through her hair and stared at one man and then the other.
“Yes, I responded. It was our first kiss and it took me by surprise. Why the hell did you decide to settle this score outside my house?” Emily demanded.
“He fucking started it,” Lawrence growled and moved closer.
Emily pressed against his chest and pushed him away.
“I don’t care who started it. You’re best friends. Do you remember that? You do everything together. Do not let me get between you or your friendship.”
“You already did,” Chase said.
“When?” she asked.
“Five years ago in a motel room.”
Emily opened her eyes wide. She stared out past all the people.”You think this started then?”
“You are mine, Emily. You’re always going to be mine.” A thump of excitement coursed through her body. His gruff voice and demanding manner affecting her more than she’d have liked. In her mind an image flashed of Chase’s head between her spread thighs. His tongue licking up her cream. Shit. She didn’t have any panties on. Emily needed to reign in all those deliciously wicked memories otherwise she’d be embarrassing herself in front of all the neighbors and her parents.
“I’m not anyone’s property,” she argued even though it sounded weak to her.
“You’re mine.”
She stared at him and in her heart she knew it was true. She was his from the moment she walked inside that motel room. What she also knew is that she was Lawrence’s girl as well.
She’d never stopped wanting him.
“I told you. I’m not giving her up without a fight,” Lawrence said behind her. He’d gotten closer while she’d been talking with Chase.
“We can’t fight for her,” Chase said.
“Yes we can.”
“No. You can’t. I won’t let you fight outside my house.” Why does this have to happen to me?
“Then you’ve got to choose,” Chase said.
“What?”
“If you want us to be friends, we need to know the man you want.”
Emily should have seen this coming. The guys reeked of testosterone and many other qualities. She glanced at Chase and then at Lawrence.
“I’m not picking between you two,” she told them.
“You’ve got to.”
“Yes, I agree with Chase. You’ve got to pick one of us.”
Emily stared at each man, one on either side of her.
“No. I won’t do that. I love you both. Lawrence, you’re one of my best friends and I love you but Chase you’re the man I’ve been thinking about for the past five years. I love you both the same but different and I know how stupid that sounds.” Emily pulled out of their hold and moved towards her house. If Lawrence had been here that night five years ago would she be where she was now?
She pushed her hair behind her ear and glanced over the beautiful landscape. They may be two men living together but they had good taste.
The garden was maintained and the flowers decorative and gorgeous.
“When I was away I thought about us all together,” she said.
The truth. Her mother had a relationship with two men and they were happy. Could she be happy with Chase and Lawrence?
“What are you saying?” Lawrence asked.
“In Clifford Arbor we keep to ourselves, right? Anything goes? What if I don’t decide. What if I say we’re all in a relationship?”
Silence met her question. Emily bit her lip and wondered if she’d made a big mistake. Chase moved first. He placed a hand on her shoulder and she gasped. The contact shocking her more than anything. For five years she hadn’t been with another man. All she had were her memories of that night. The one night she’d spent in his arms. Loving, fucking whatever he wanted to call it.
“I’d do anything to be with you,” he said.
Her heart lifted and she turned, wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Lawrence came into view. “We’d better
try this out to see how it works,” he whispered.
Chase nodded. “Come live with us for the next couple of weeks.”
Emily liked the idea of being out of her parent’s house. She loved them but she knew she was cramping their style.
“What happens after two weeks?” she asked.
“If after two weeks, it’s not working and we really can’t deal with each other. Then we have a clean break. No complications.”
“And if it does work?” She needed to make sure everything was settled between them.
“Then you stay and we make a life together. The three of us.”
Chapter Eight
Emily packed a few things while Chase and Lawrence waited in the car. Lawrence stared at his friend while dabbing at a cut with a piece of towel her mother had brought out. He didn’t feel in a good mood. In fact he felt like shit. Chase didn’t look much better.
“We shouldn’t have fought on her front lawn,” he said to try and cut through the awkward silence.
“We got what we wanted. That’s the main thing.”
Lawrence nodded and watched as the door opened and closed.
“I’d do anything for her,” Lawrence told him.
“I know and that’s why this is going to work. I love her. Now is our time to prove how much we do.”
“I’m ready to go,” she said as soon as she caught up with them.
Chase hugged her close and placed her inside the truck Lawrence had brought. “I didn’t bring a second helmet. You’ll be safer in this than on my death trap.”
Lawrence smiled and drove home. He didn’t speak and every once in a while he checked his rear view mirror to make sure Chase was following close behind.
While his friend put away his bike, Lawrence took Emily inside their house. She used to spend time at their place before she left. He rubbed a hand over his face and took her suitcase from her. Chase came in a few minutes later.
“Do you want your own room?” Lawrence asked. He didn’t want her to be pressured into sharing a bed with one of them.
“No. She’ll share one of our beds,” Chase interrupted. Knocking out his idea.
Emily smiled at both men. “I can’t believe we’re going to do this.”
Blood rushed to his dick. The girl of his dreams was finally in his home. He dropped the suitcase and wrapped her in his arms. Her lush body was meant to be with him. He’d fantasized for years about his Emily.
She let out the cutest, little gasp followed by a moan. Chase came up behind her and pulled her hair out of the way. Lawrence watched as his friend kissed the column of her neck. Her eyes closed and she leaned back giving him better access.
He’d shared women with Chase before but never got off on watching his seduction. This wasn’t only about seducing her but savouring everything Emily had to offer. Every touch or and caress.
Lawrence was already addicted to her soft sounds. His cock rock hard and about to explode from his jeans.
Shit. He needed to get inside her hot little body soon.
Chase’s hands came up between them and removed her jacket. She still wore the plain white negligee that didn’t hide anything from sight.
“I can’t believe you came outside in this,” Lawrence growled. He took in every inch of exposed flesh. He wanted to see her tits and to taste them after being denied for so long.
“I had to get to you and I was dressed in this.”
“It’s so fucking sexy. What were you doing?” Chase demanded to know.
Fucking hell, Lawrence sensed his body responding to the low growl in his friend’s voice.
“I was fingering myself,” she replied.
Her fingers were digging into the flesh of his arm.
“You’ve picked up some interesting words along the way, baby,” Chase said.
“I’ve read a lot. I like hearing about it. While I was away I imagined you telling me what you were going to do. It excited me.”
Lawrence stared past her shoulder and looked into Chase’s eyes. Their woman liked it sexy and hot.
“You want to hear me tell you wicked things?” Chase asked.
“Yes.” A sigh escaping her lips. Lawrence wanted to hear Chase say naughty words.
“You want to hear about how hard my dick is? How I’ve not had another woman since you’ve been gone? I wanted nothing more than to fuck your tight cunt, Emily.”
She gasped with every question. Lawrence reached out and pulled the sheer negligee off and over her head. He groaned aloud. Her tits were huge, more than a handful. She had a tiny waist and full hips. His dick was so hard. The tip leaking pre-cum. He wanted inside her body.
“Lawrence wants you, baby. I see it in his eyes. He wants inside your sweet pussy.”
Emily opened her eyes and Lawrence didn’t turn away. He wanted her to see how much he desired her.
“You never wanted me before,” she said.
His heart broke. “I always wanted you. I just didn’t know how badly until I never saw you again.”
He placed her hands around his neck and he held her against his body. Lawrence didn’t want to rush any part of this evening. This was about all of them and seeing if they were compatible together. The way he was responding to Chase he was starting to think he was more compatible to this arrangement, than he first thought.
“It’s not fair. Both of you are way over dressed and I’m standing here buck naked,” she complained.
Both men removed their shirt and unzipped their jeans. Lawrence never went around in underwear at the best of times. He glanced up to see Chase and his tattooed body already exposed. He found himself admiring the long length of cock jutting out. A pearl of moisture pooling at the tip. Lawrence closed his eyes and shook his head. Never had he found another man attractive. He didn’t understand what was different about now.
“Fuck,” Chase growled. Emily had her fingers around his length and was fucking him with her fist.
Lawrence rid himself of his clothing and stood watching the scene play out. He grabbed his own shaft and began to spread his natural lubrication all over the head.
“I think we should take this to a more appropriate room. Standing in the doorway is all well and good but I want a nice comfy place to fuck her,” Lawrence told Chase.
“This is really going to happen?” she asked.
“Don’t you want it too?” Chase asked. “I want you to understand, Emily. What happens next, only happens because you want it too. Me and Lawrence are not into rape or any shit like that. You come with us one hundred percent or it stops now.”
Lawrence watched the concern on his friends face.
Chase did love her. If he had any doubts they were wiped away in the expression on his face.
He moved through the house to get to the sitting room. A large television was in the corner and a fireplace in the center of the room. During the summer they didn’t need the heating. Lawrence looked forward to seeing her naked and beautiful with the glow of the fire dancing over her naked skin.
Small hands turned him around and pushed him back onto the seat. Lawrence turned to look at Chase and then at Emily. She stood naked and proud in front of him. Chase took the seat next to him.
“Looks like our woman has learned a few tricks along the way,” Chase mumbled. Emily took the clip from her hair. Her brown curls tumbled round her shoulders.
“For five years I’ve fantasized about having you two at my beck and call. After all of my fantasies I finally have you both within touching distance.” To emphasis her point she placed a hand on both of their stomachs. Her touch travelled down and wrapped her hand around each of their lengths.
Both men emitted a low growl and thrust their hips up to meet her.
Fuck, Lawrence saw stars. The intense pleasure more than he could imagine.
****
Chase was going to die. Her fingers felt so good easing the pain in his cock. Emily looked more confident than she did five years ago. He wanted to know everything she wanted.
This Emily wasn’t a virgin or a shy woman but a confident woman who knew what she wanted.
Lawrence looked like he was ready to burst. Chase smiled when he thought of his best friend watching him. He’d seen the glance and the longing shining in his eyes. Chase had longed for Emily he knew when he saw it in another.
He didn’t know what to think. Lawrence was his best friend but the kick in his groin spoke volumes to him.
Chase nodded his head and watched as Emily engulfed the tip of Lawrence’s cock. The other man cried out and his head flung back against the sofa. For a short time five years ago she’d tasted him on her tongue. How would it be with her to take his dick between those luscious lips? He wouldn’t be able to cope to sit and watch. Her tongue peeked out and circled the head. He groaned. His fingers finding his hardness and trying to ease it. Emily looked so beautiful.
“Stop. Stop,” Lawrence said. He tapped her head. “I don’t want to let go inside your mouth. I want to be inside you.”
Emily smiled and stood. Chase pulled a condom from a stack they kept around. She shook her head. “I know it’s only been a few days but I love you guys. I’m clean. I’ve not had anyone since, Chase.”
His fingers shook when he placed the condom on the counter. This was it. Their future laid out before them. Chase usually panicked at the thought of forever with a woman. With Emily it had been a long time coming.
He stood up and moved behind her back. “I want to help you fuck him.”
Emily glanced behind him with a frown on her face.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll guide you,” he whispered and laid a kiss on her shoulder.
Lawrence lay back against the chair, his legs spread out. With his own hands on her waist he moved her forward to straddle his friend. Chase licked his lips and grasped Lawrence’s cock. They stared at each other. Nothing spoken but some unknown force driving him.
Slowly, Chase enjoyed holding his friends cock and watching him sink inside Emily. He swiped the tip through her cream. With a hand on her hip he guided her down onto his thick dick. Emily panted and Lawrence looked ready to blow. Chase didn’t want to let go of his friend. Her legs were shaking and he wanted her to enjoy being with them. He moved out of the way and watched as Lawrence sunk the last few inches inside her.