by Luxie Ryder
Wade looked at Brandon and winced, reaching out to lift his chin so he could see the damage he’d inflicted more clearly. “Ouch! Sorry, Buddy.”
Brandon smiled back at him with a look of such unbridled love that Kimber gasped. The pair of them turned to stare at her, their eyes wide as if they’d just been caught with their hands in the cookie jar.
“I need a drink.” Kimber stumbled from the room and into the den, pulling open the cabinet where they kept the hard liquor they barely drank and reaching for a bottle of whisky. She splashed some into a glass, her hand shaking as she took a healthy swallow, and she grimaced as the sour liquid burned a fiery path down her throat.
Wade walked in, followed closely by Brandon. They stopped on either side of her, their faces full of concern. Wade tried to take the glass out of her hand, but she held him off and tossed the last of her drink down her throat.
“Ugh!” Kimber closed her eyes until the burn of the whiskey faded away, opening them to find Wade had moved to the other side of the room. Brandon pulled up a stool beside her and inched closer, his thighs almost encircling hers where she stood. She looked from one to the other. “Okay, somebody needs to start talking.”
“You’re right, and I should be the one to start. Because it’s my fault we’re in this mess.” Wade slumped forward in his chair to rest his forearms on his knees. He peered up at her through the dark curtain of wet hair that had fallen across his forehead, almost obscuring his eyes.
Kimber listened, almost afraid to breathe as he spoke for fear he’d stop. Wade told her about the night Brandon kissed him, and how he had lied to her about the reason Brandon left town. “I told myself I was protecting the pair of you. Truth was, I didn’t want to admit to myself that I had those kinds of feelings for my best friend.” Wade clenched his hands in his lap. “I didn’t know what the hell was going on, Kimber. And that’s the truth.”
“So it’s all been a lie, is that what you are telling me? Our life together has been a lie?”
Wade surged to his feet, reaching for her until she put her hands up to stop him, so he sat back down. “You know that’s not true! To be honest, my relationship with you has been part of the reason I never really dealt with what happened. Remember, I was only twenty years old at the time and scared half to death by what I was feeling. Then I fell in love with you, and it only confirmed what I wanted to believe—that what happened with Brandon that night was just some freak incident caused by too many hormones and too much booze.”
Kimber knew he was telling the truth about their relationship. The early days with Wade had been a heady mix of newly discovered love, constant sex, and meaningful companionship. She’d been the one to hold back, hurt as she was by Brandon’s desertion. She turned to look at him.
“So you’re not gay?”
Brandon shook his head. “No, I’m not. Did you ever really believe I was?”
Her cheeks burned when she remembered how hot they’d been for each other, all those years ago and since he’d come back to town. “Well…no, but I didn’t think Wade would lie about it, although I had a hard time believing what he said.” Something still didn’t make sense. “Why did you kiss him?”
“Because I fell in love with him.”
“Instead of me?”
Brandon reached for her hand. “No, not instead of you. I loved you both. Still do.”
Kimber stared into Brandon’s eyes, unable to doubt the sincerity of his words. She heard Wade move in his chair, and her gaze snapped around to find him, sure he was on his way across the room to attack Brandon again, but he wasn’t. He’d sat forward to watch her closely, as if waiting to see what she would say.
“Wade?” She couldn’t move—couldn’t breathe, hardly. Kimber shook her head, unable to process what she’d heard.
Wade got up and stood beside her, his hand resting on her shoulder. “Honey, I know it’s a lot to take in. Neither of us really understands what it means, but the one thing we do know is that you are the key to whatever it is that’s happening here.”
“M…me?”
Brandon rubbed his thumb across the back of her hand, dragging her attention back to him. “Without you, it means nothing.”
Kimber snatched her hand away to press her fingers against her temples. “Hold up. Are you telling me that you love each other and me?”
Wade smoothed a tendril of hair off her face, tucking it behind her ear. “Is that really so hard to believe? I know you love me…and I know you still love Brandon. You’ve never really stopped loving him, have you?” His gentle smile encouraged her to speak up and admit how she felt, but she couldn’t. Years of hiding her feelings for Brandon had buried them so deeply that Kimber just couldn’t bring herself to utter the words. She turned to Wade, shaking her head in apology when she still couldn’t think of anything to say.
He kissed her then, his lips gentle as his hands slid down her arms to grasp one of her hands and place it in Brandon’s. Kimber watched Wade walk back to the chair and didn’t resist as she felt Brandon tug her around to face him. He got to his feet, grabbing her other hand in his and pulling her closer.
She didn’t dare move as he took a step towards her, his body barely touching hers. “Don’t you love me, Kimber?” he asked, his voice soft and gently teasing. He placed his lips on her temple and then her cheek, finally taking her mouth. She sighed as his strong arms drew her in closer, and, just for a second, she allowed herself to kiss him back the way she wanted to. She heard Wade groan quietly, and she jumped away from Brandon and turned to look at him.
Kimber didn’t know what she expected to find, but it wasn’t Wade slumped in the chair, his eyes glazed with lust and his erection pushing at the folds of his gown. Brandon’s hand curled around her neck, his fingers shaping around the column of her throat as he stepped up beside her. Kimber watched Wade suck his bottom lip in between his teeth and his eyelids droop the way they did when he was hot for her. Brandon’s hand stroked her hair off her neck, and he kissed her there, his other arm circling her from behind and holding her firm against him. His teeth grazed her flesh, and a spear of heat burned a path through her body, coming to rest in her groin. A slow, heavy throb of want made her pussy convulse, and Kimber let her head fall back, unable to care whether Wade was watching while Brandon was making her so hot for him.
Brandon’s thumb brushed at her mouth, and she parted her lips to suck it inside. She heard Wade gasp again and opened her eyes to find him staring at them in rapt concentration, his robe open and splayed across the chair behind him, and his long, thick cock grasped firmly in his fist. Another surge of wet heat oozed from her at the sight of him, and she glanced at Brandon to see if he was watching, too. He looked over at Wade and groaned, and his grip on her tightened, leaving her in no doubt that seeing Wade pulling at his rigid penis turned Brandon on as much as it did her. He grasped her chin and turned her to face him.
“Do you still love me, too?” His gaze was full of lust, but there was something else behind it—fear. Kimber realized he really didn’t know how she felt, and that it mattered to him very much.
Tears welled up in her eyes. “I’ve never stopped loving Brandon—never.”
He smiled and wrapped his arms around her, crushing her lips with his own. Kimber returned his kiss with everything she had, telling him with her body how much she still loved and wanted him. His fingers searched for the edge of her T-shirt, and he stepped back to tear it over her head and pulled her jeans down to her knees, bending to tug them off her feet as she raised each leg. While he was stripping her, Kimber stared at Wade, mesmerized. His gaze locked with hers, and he tugged harder on his cock, his breath coming in small ragged gasps as the muscles in his abdomen and thighs convulsed in time with the movement of his hand.
Brandon pulled off his towel and moved behind her to undo her bra and remove the last scrap of fabric covering her body from their eyes. His erection brushed against the cheeks of her ass, and she trembled at the hot, slick feel
of him. Brandon’s arms encircled her from behind, and he pulled her back to straddle his lap when he sat on a bar stool. His hands crawled slowly up her torso to cup her breasts, and she watched Wade’s gaze follow their path. Brandon’s teeth nipped at the skin of her shoulder, and he flicked his thumbs over her nipples while he worked his thighs between hers. Brandon opened her legs, spreading her wide, and Kimber knew Wade could see every bit of her. Her pussy spasmed, and another hot gush of moisture seeped from her when Brandon squeezed her breasts, and she knew from Wade’s reaction that he had seen it, which only made her walls convulse again at the thought.
One of the hands teasing her breast began a slow path down her body—over her ribs and across her hip—to where she needed it to be. Kimber stared at Wade, his eyes glittering in anticipation as he waited for Brandon’s fingers to find her. When they did, Kimber’s body went rigid, and her hands reached blindly for something to hang on to as Brandon began to play with her. She grabbed at his arms, her nails sinking into his flesh as she fought to keep her eyes open and on Wade. Brandon’s cock twitched under her ass, and she wiggled against it, desperate to give him something back. She heard him gasp and felt him thrust into the crease of her buttocks, and he pressed his fingers onto her clit and rubbed hard.
Her head fell back against Brandon’s shoulder, and she could barely see Wade through the dark curtain of her eyelashes. He watched them, his dick still in his hand but his touch less frantic. She’d seen him like this before and knew what he was waiting for. Wade wouldn’t let himself come until she did. With the knowledge that her pleasure still mattered more to him than his own, Kimber focused her attention on the fingers between her legs, certain now that Brandon was making love to her for both of them. His lips plucked at her ear, and he groaned again when she squirmed on top of him.
“Kimber.” Wade’s husky whisper sounded pained, and she knew he wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. His body was sprawled all over the chair, his feet braced firmly on the floor, the only thing stopping him from sliding out of it. “Baby, I want you to come. Please…I can’t…”
Brandon’s cock twitched at the sound of Wade’s voice, and his touch became erratic against her nub. Kimber felt the first warning pulse of her orgasm tear through her, and she bit her lip against the urge to close her eyes. Wade clenched his jaw, his fist a blur as he let himself go and pulled on his cock the way he needed to. The last thing she saw before she lost the battle to keep her gaze on him was the furrowing of his brow and the near grimace on his face as his body shuddered and the first hot pulse of cum exploded from his rigid penis to splash onto his stomach.
With the image of Wade burned into her brain, Kimber rode out her orgasm on Brandon’s lap, her fingers clawing at his arms as he forced her to come harder—and harder still. “Brandon!” Kimber screamed his name when she thought she couldn’t take any more. Her climax peaked then ebbed away, and she squirmed to get off his lap and sink to the floor when her clit became too sensitive to bear his touch.
She lay there, not caring that she was naked and spread-eagled on the floor of her home, her eyes closed while she waited for her heart to stop racing and her breathing to return to normal.
Chapter 7
Brandon smiled down at Kimber splayed out on the rug and turned to find Wade walking towards him on shaky legs. Wade shrugged the crumpled bathrobe from his shoulders, and didn’t try to hide from Brandon’s gaze as it wandered over him. Still rock hard and turned on beyond sanity by watching Wade and Kimber come because of him, Brandon held his breath as Wade got closer, uncertain what to expect.
Wade grabbed his shoulders and brought him round to face him head-on then slid his hands up into Brandon’s hair and kissed him. His cock gave a jerk as it brushed against Wade’s abdomen, and Brandon pulled back, desperate for the contact but not sure yet what was allowed. Wade’s hands moved downwards, sliding over Brandon’s back and along his spine to grab Brandon’s waist and crush his body against his own. Brandon gasped and bit down on Wade’s massive shoulder when he felt Wade’s large, strong hands cup the cheeks of his ass to hold him steady.
“It’s your turn,” Wade groaned in his ear. “You’ve already waited too long.”
Brandon was suddenly afraid. The years of being alone and without the two people he loved had taken their toll, and their approval and acceptance mattered too much. But he forgot all that when Wade kissed him again, and he felt the first touch of Kimber’s hand on his thigh. He looked down to find her kneeling between them, her gaze flitting between him and Wade.
“What do you want us to do?” she whispered, raking her nails up his leg and sending a jolt of heat to his already painfully hard dick.
He laughed, his voice sounding hoarse even to his own ears. “Everything.”
“We’ll get to that—eventually.” Wade grasped the back of his neck. “Tell us what you want.”
Brandon could see that Wade hadn’t fully recovered, so the choice was easier than it might have been. He reached down to grab Kimber’s hands, bringing her up to stand beside them. “Do you even know how much I want to fuck you?”
Kimber smiled and led him over to the sofa, pulling him down on top of her as she sank into it. Brandon slotted his body between hers, and Wade knelt down on the floor beside them, his hands wandering over her body as he kissed first her and then Brandon. Kimber groaned, and they turned to find her staring at them.
Kimber seemed stunned by the sight before her. “You two are so beautiful together…” Her voice shook with emotion, and Brandon couldn’t wait a second longer to have her. When Kimber opened her legs to offer herself to him, Brandon grabbed his cock and pressed it at her entrance, his gaze holding hers as he finally knew what it felt like to be inside the woman he had always loved. Her reaction to him was everything he’d ever dreamed of, and he watched almost spellbound as she quivered and shuddered beneath him, the walls of her pussy molding around his prick.
Wade appeared at her side and grasped her face in his palm to turn her towards him so he could kiss her. Kimber’s body arched, thrusting her breasts up towards Brandon, and he couldn’t resist sucking one of her dusky nipples into his mouth and flicking his tongue over and around it. A sudden tug on his hair pulled him away from Kimber, and he turned towards Wade’s waiting mouth.
Kimber’s slick pussy convulsed around him, and he knew without a doubt how much seeing him and Wade together turned her on. Brandon slid his arm under her ass and lifted her up, his body still joined with hers as he got up on his knees and reached for a cushion to support her ass. Wade didn’t need to be told what to do and immediately dropped his head to suck at Kimber’s nipple while his hand crawled along her body to find her clit. Brandon gave her a hard thrust as Wade’s fingers moved against her, and Kimber rewarded Brandon with another long, satisfying tremor deep inside her cunt.
Brandon hands clasped the back of Kimber’s thighs, keeping her body tilted upwards and pulling her onto his cock to deepen his thrusts. Wade lifted his head from Kimber’s body and turned towards Brandon, his fingertips still moving in slow circles over Kimber’s nub, and he leaned forward to flick his tongue over Brandon’s nipple.
“Oh…oh God!” Kimber moaned aloud, obviously turned on by watching Wade drive him crazy.
Wade grabbed Brandon’s hair again, dragging him forward so he could kiss him, his tongue plunging inside Brandon’s mouth. Brandon felt the tip of Wade’s penis brush across his chest, and he wished he was sucking on it the way he was sucking on Wade’s tongue. Once the idea lodged in his head, he had to ask.
“Stand up,” Brandon grunted, barely able to form the words. Wade got to his feet, his groin perfectly aligned with Brandon’s face. “I want you in my mouth, Wade. Please…fuck my mouth.”
Kimber shuddered again, and her fingers came up to replace Wade’s on her clit. Wade smiled and offered his cock to Brandon, his other hand buried in Brandon’s hair. Brandon leaned forward to slide his lips over the tip of Wade’s dick.
The weight and taste of the man on his tongue combined with the feel of the woman impaled on his cock was too much for Brandon. He began to come in hard, shuddering spasms. Wade pulled out of Brandon’s mouth and tugged his head back, his large hand cupping Brandon’s chin as he pushed his tongue into Brandon’s mouth again. Kimber changed position beneath him, and suddenly it was her riding him—her pussy pounding against his tortured flesh as he could do no more than shoot hot spurts of cum inside her while his body shook between her and Wade.
Brandon slid out of her, collapsing back onto the sofa, his chest heaving while he struggled to breathe. Wade picked Kimber up from the couch in one swift motion, turning to sit with her facing away from him on top of his lap, as if returning Brandon’s earlier favor to him. Brandon made room for Wade’s legs when he stretched them out along the sofa, shifting position to kneel between them and watch as Wade’s prick slid inside Kimber’s moist, succulent folds, and his massive hands cupped her breasts.
Brandon ran his palms up the inside of Wade’s thighs before dropping to his elbows and flicking his tongue out to tease Kimber’s pretty pink clit. Brandon sucked her into his mouth, circling his head to create the friction he knew she wanted, his chin grazing the length of Wade’s cock as it slid in and out of her pussy. He reached forward to cup Wade’s balls in his hand and suck on Kimber a little harder when he heard Wade’s animalistic growl and knew he was about to come.
“Tell me what we’re doing to you,” Wade demanded, his voice broken and barely audible above the sound of her panting.
“You’re fucking me…I can feel your cock deep inside my cunt.” Wade gave her another hard poke, and she groaned loudly. “And Brandon has his mouth on my clit, and he’s sucking me…Oh God, he’s sucking me so hard…”
Brandon felt Wade’s balls contract in his hand, just as Kimber’s legs began to shake, and they came together. He suffered a pang of envy while he watched them, but he pushed it to the back of his mind. One day soon, he’d be part of their lovemaking, not just an extra, but for now he was relieved to see that their passion for each other hadn’t been diminished by his interference.