Power Surge: MMF Bisexual Romance

by Bianca Vix

  “Can’t you just focus on your job? Ignore everything else and go for it. Do what needs to be done.”

  “I used to be able to. No problem at all. But with all the stress these days, it’s just too much. It’s not easy to be around even one man that you want, knowing you can’t have him. And now, I’ve got that in a double dose. It’s a lot harder than it should be.”

  Heather sets down her coffee cup. “I get the stress relief angle. Believe me, I do. But why would you want to have what’s basically an imaginary relationship, when you could be going out and finding a real one?”

  I laugh so loudly that I startle the woman at the next table.

  “Yeah, that would be nice. Really nice. But I’m not having much luck. The last three guys I’ve gone out with haven’t turned out to be real options. It’s not like I’m not trying. Or at least, I was trying. That was before I started working practically twenty-four seven. I used to dream about Rob and James. Now I dream about all the work I have to do. I wake up almost as tense as when I fell asleep.”

  “True enough. There aren’t a lot of decent single guys out there.”

  “Remember the last man I went out with, the one I thought was a real possibility? Turns out, he’s thirty-three.”

  Heather frowns. “So? What’s wrong with that?”

  “He’s living with his mother.”

  “Seriously? Tell me that’s because he had to move back home to help her out. Or that he lost his job?”

  “No. He has a well-paying, full-time job. He never moved out. Didn’t even give it a shot. So with options like that out there, it’s not easy to give up on the dream that I could be with either one of my bosses.”

  “But you can’t be.”

  “I know that. In my head, I know that. I still can’t let go of the idea. That’s my problem. I need sympathy, not logic.”

  Heather taps at her phone to check the time. “Yikes. Okay. If it’s so hard to work with them now, maybe you should leave. Have you thought about looking for another job?”

  “No.” I can’t imagine not working at NovaTeam. But for the first time, the idea of being free of all of it sounds really appealing.

  “Maybe it’s time. I know you like it there. Or at least you used to. It doesn’t sound like you like it very much anymore.”

  “I never thought I’d leave there. I thought I’d grow along with the company. It’s a great place to work. Not seeing James and Rob every day would be really strange.”

  “That’s the point. You’d be free. And by not seeing them every day, then you could get over your crushes. Both of them. Make a clean break. Do it for once and for all.”

  “I can’t leave now. Not before the new client is on board. It would be impossible to get someone else up to speed on where everything’s at with them.”

  “But once the big event is over?” Heather asks.

  “That would be easier.”

  “So there you go. Start looking now. Don’t wait for it. It’s a tight market out there. Sorry, hun. I have to get going now.”

  She gives me a quick hug. “Good luck. Talk to you soon.”

  It makes sense. Heather makes it sound so simple. And it is.

  I could be free. Leave Rob and James behind and never look back.

  All the way back to the office, I can’t stop thinking about Heather’s suggestion. Why didn’t I think of it sooner?

  Chapter 14

  James

  This is not how my day was supposed to go. We have work to do. And Rob and I absolutely have to talk. Not that I want to have a conversation like this with him. But there’s a lot at stake here.

  I probably should have insisted on getting together somewhere other than my place. Then I’d have had a chance to get into it with Rob before he jumped me.

  I couldn’t stop him. Didn’t want to. Plus, somehow I was losing my nerve every single time I tried to make myself bring it up this week. He’s already come over to my place three times this week, because we were supposed to work. Our client event is looming closer and closer, and we can’t let anything slide at this stage. Yet every single time Rob stopped by, we ended up in bed the moment he walked through the door.

  Just like now.

  And every single time, I’ve tried to bring it up. What’s happening between us. What we’re going to do. I’ve never had a conversation like that before, and I don’t really want to.

  But it’s getting to the point that I have to. I can’t stop thinking about him. All my focus should be on our upcoming client event. And I was completely focused on it. Right up until last weekend. Now it’s all about Rob. Not the life-changing event that I’ve worked so hard on for so long.

  I need to get my priorities back to where they should be. And by the look of things, Rob does to.

  Plus, there’s the small issue I’m having about not being detached. So far, everything’s been all about the sex.

  Which is pretty fucking amazing.

  Whenever we’re not in the middle of it, I’m thinking about it. Remembering every detail. I can’t pull my mind away for very long. I can’t get enough of Rob’s body. His smoky, masculine scent of ginger and cloves that’s burned into my memory. The way he moves. How he looks when he’s just about to lose all control, because I’m making him.

  Everything we’ve done.

  When we’ll being doing it all again.

  But as good as it is, I still want more. This time, it’s about everything. I want it all with Rob. And I have no idea if he feels the same way. If I had to be honest, I’d say he doesn’t.

  Every day, I try to convince myself that I’m okay with something casual between him and I. Live in the moment, isn’t that what you’re supposed to do to be happy?

  Yeah. No.

  That’s not working for me.

  I have to find out for sure where he’s at. No matter what. Even if that means taking the chance of losing everything we have going on now. I spent so long wanting Rob, I don’t want to risk it. Or so I thought. But it’s not enough. It’s only been a week, and I’m in even deeper than I was before.

  That’s why I need everything out in the open. All cards on the table.

  Or I won’t survive this without my heart and soul being shattered like glass.

  Even now, moments after coming, my cock swells as I replay this afternoon in my mind. Of course, Rob notices. With a grin, he slides his hand down from my still-heaving chest, fingers trailing across my stomach.

  I make myself stop him, grabbing his hand and not letting it go.

  Tilting his head up to face me, his eyebrow lift. “What’s up?”

  “We need to talk,” I blurt out. The words sound wrong the moment they leave my mouth.

  Too late now.

  His pale brown eyes turn a shade darker. “What, are you breaking up with me?”

  “No. Nothing like that. It’s just…” I inhale. I’m never at a loss for words. This whole thing is unnerving. Probably would have been better to have this conversation when we weren’t both naked and tangled up with each other.

  But I’m not one to back down from anything difficult. Not that Rob’s going to make this any easier. He pulls his hand free from my grip. Fortunately he doesn’t put it back on its journey down to my eager cock. Instead he traces his thumb over my jaw while he waits for me to go on.

  That’s not helping me one bit. In fact, it’s making it worse. Unlike the last couple of hours, there’s not so much as a hint of aggression or dominance in the way he’s touching me.

  Making a huge effort to ignore the way my body’s responding to him, I fight the growing urge to pull him closer, to kiss him long and hard.

  Shifting around so we’re facing, I lock eyes with Rob. “What are we doing?”

  “What’re we doing?” He grins as he echoes me. “Well, James. When two people like each other, sometimes–”

  “Shut up.” I can’t help but smile back at him. But I can’t let him derail me.

  The passion between th
e two of us is off the charts. That’s something rare. And it’s something I need.

  Crave.

  Can’t get enough of, even now. But as hard as it is to do, I put on the brakes.

  “I don’t want this…thing to be just about sex. That’s not how I roll. Never has been.”

  “I know.” Rob’s face give nothing away. Always frustrating when he gets like that, but this time, I can’t blame him very much. This is way more difficult than I thought it would be. The moment I spoke, all of a sudden I wasn’t talking to my best friend anymore. He became something else. Someone who can hurt me. Destroy everything about me, just by not feeling the same way I do.

  “So what do you want from me?” Rob’s question catches me by surprise, although it shouldn’t. I don’t really know what to tell him.

  Because it’s more than I’ve ever wanted before.

  The silence between us stretches out. I have to say something.

  “Us together. No games. No messing around.” It’s all I can come up with. “I want everything. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

  My hands clench into fists. I have to hope he gets what I mean, because I don’t have it in me to try and explain further. Even this much is like rubbing sandpaper over my soul. Talking this leaves me raw and exposed. Vulnerable in a way I’ve never been before.

  “I understand.” Rob’s reply doesn’t give me any relief. I wait, choking on my next breath until I can’t stand it any longer.

  “And?” I prompt. One way or the other, I need to know where he stands. Not knowing is killing me.

  “I want you. No games. I want everything too. But I have to tell you.”

  When he pauses, it’s like a punch in the jaw. There shouldn’t be anything more to say. I want to bolt, to get away from him and every damn confusing emotion that’s practically keeping me from seeing straight.

  “There is no man in the world I want to be with more than you. But I know what I need now. And I can’t be with just one man. Or one woman. I need both.”

  Rob continues as if he doesn’t know he’s knocked all the air out of my lungs. “I’ve never been able to settle down and be all in with just one person, you know. Woman or man. And I’ve finally figured out why. I can’t give up one or the other. I want you. And I want to be with a woman too.”

  This is too much to take. I close my eyes, trying to make sense of what he’s saying. “How exactly do you see that happening? You want to sleep with me, and go out with other women?”

  “I want you and I to be together. And to have another woman with us too. Someone who can love both of us. All three of us. Together. No-one else.”

  “You don’t want to keep sleeping around, or dating?”

  “No.”

  It’s not hard to guess who he has in mind for his scenario. “You’re thinking about Melissa, aren’t you.”

  “Yes. She’s the one I want. And I know you’re into her too. Nothing would be more perfect.”

  “Yeah, in the fantasy world you seem to be living in.” I sit up so I can try to read him better. He really is serious. “You honestly think she’d go for something like that? How about you give me some of whatever it is you must’ve been smoking in order to come up with that idea.”

  “I’m serious. It’s not unheard of.”

  “Yes, it is. And even if you could find a woman that was into what you’re suggesting, it’s not going to be Melissa.”

  “We can find a way. I’ll work something out. If you want something badly enough, there’s always a way.”

  “Sure, there’s always a way to make it happen. Probably not without bringing our company down with a major lawsuit in the process.”

  Rob shakes his head, pulling me down onto his chest. “I won’t risk NovaTeam. If I can make it happen, what do you think?”

  “If you can pull it off, I can’t think of anything better.” Rob and Melissa. That would be perfect.

  Not going to happen, but very nice to think about for a minute.

  Rob grips the back of my head, pulling me in. Our mouths smash together, lips and tongues tangling in an instant, urgent surge of desire. Neither one of us holds back.

  We nearly devour each other. I can practically taste Rob’s passion.

  I’ve never felt anything like this.

  Never like this.

  There’s no way to deny the hunger. It’s coming from both of us, twisting together and mixing as the burning heat builds between us. Our chests heave together, our breathing rough and harsh in the silent room.

  My blood pounds, my body pulsing with the deep lust that always stirs in me when it comes to Rob. I can tell he feels it too. Sparks practically shoot between us any time we’re around each other now. No matter where we are.

  The more we’re together, the more they seem to grow. It’s why we’re avoiding each other as much as we can at the office. I’d be surprised if the sparks between us weren’t visible to everyone on the floor.

  Hell, they might be visible from outer space.

  It goes beyond the physical, too. The jumbled mix of emotions coursing between us is still making it hard for me to breathe. I’m not positive if Rob feels it too, but he’s definitely different. Something’s shifted in him, just as much as it has in me.

  Awhile later, we’re both spent. “You know, we do have some work to get through. And I’d rather not be starting it at midnight.”

  Rob stretches out. “Fine. After we eat something. You got anything good here?”

  “No.”

  Rob laughs. “What, you don’t even have to check?”

  “No, I don’t. I don’t have any food here at all.” I can’t even remember the last time I stopped at a convenience store to pick up anything more than something instant.

  “Okay. I’m ordering us some dinner, and then we can get to work.” My phone’s sitting on the night stand, and he grabs for it. “This thing needs charging. It’s completely dead.”

  “Where’s yours?” Reluctantly I climb out of bed.

  “I’ll get it. What do you want to eat?”

  “I don’t care, anything’s fine. I’m going to go shower.”

  As the cool water flows over my skin, I turn Rob’s idea over in my mind. A threesome. It’s something I’ve never considered.

  It sounds ideal.

  I can’t even imagine how to go about making it happen in reality.

  I tie my towel around my waist after I’ve dried off. Rob and I spent the entire afternoon in bed and it’s been hours since I’ve eaten. Hunger being the only thing on my mind now, I don’t even bother to stop in the bedroom for clothes.

  When I join Rob in the kitchen, he’s leaning against the counter.

  Wearing nothing at all.

  There’s no way he could look any hotter.

  He tosses me a beer and I pop the top, not bothering with a glass. “Is the food here yet?”

  “Not yet.” A knock on the front door gets our attention as he speaks. “Good timing.”

  As he heads off to answer it, I grab my wallet. Rob swings the door open as I come up behind him, tightening the towel around my waist. I couldn’t care less if some delivery person catches a glimpse of me but the full picture isn’t going to happen.

  I stop short.

  It’s not the food.

  It’s Melissa, mouth agape as her head swivels from Rob to me.

  Chapter 15

  Melissa

  All I can see my boss’s penis. I can’t believe this. I’m at James’s apartment. And somehow Rob is the one who opened the door. The vague question about what he might be doing here naked barely drifts through my thoughts.

  I only realize I’m staring when Rob speaks. “Hello, Melissa.” Even he’s caught off guard by this situation.

  Hastily I drag my eyes upwards. I was just staring at my boss’s cock. I can’t believe it.

  But it’s not entirely my fault.

  He has a lot to stare at.

  It’s hard to look away. I force my
eyes to meet his, even though all I want to do is run off. I can’t speak.

  It’s not easy. James is right behind him, wearing only a towel and a look of horror on his face. It must mirror my own.

  I’ve never even seen James in shorts before. And now all he has on is a towel. Slung very low on his hips, looking like it’s about to slip off at any moment and leave him just as naked as Rob.

  Not that I’d mind seeing that.

  Rob shoots a quizzical glance back at James before he turns to face me. “What brings you by, Melissa?”

  I can’t quite meet his eyes. I don’t know where to look. “Um. James asked me to drop off these contracts today.”

  Right. The contracts. That’s why I’m here. Not for a full-frontal view of the double eye candy standing right in front of me.

  Hastily I dig in my bag. All I need to do is ignore the distractions surrounding me. Treat this just like any other PR issue. Don’t directly address the problem in the room.

  Talk around it.

  It’ll be fine.

  Just don’t look down.

  Rob steps aside to let me in. I walk past him carefully, making sure I don’t accidently bump him. It’s the opposite of what I really want to do. It was one thing to see a photo of him barely clothed. Quite another to get a full frontal view. Live and in the flesh.

  James is making it even harder for me to focus. I’ve never seen him in anything but a suit. And now here he is, practically naked. His body makes a great match for Rob’s.

  I have to stop thinking like this.

  “Why don’t you go put something on?” James says pointedly to Rob.

  “Right. Sure,” he says, as if he’s forgotten he’s even naked. I can’t help but sneak a glance at him as he walks off. His ass is perfect. In spite of myself, I hope he’ll turn around so I can get another quick look at his cock again. I want to remember everything about him so I can call the images up later, when I’m testing out a new vibrator in bed later on tonight.

  As he disappears, I’m trying to act normal. I quickly go through the papers I’ve got with James. We’re not done yet when Rob comes back, clad only in a pair of shorts that are riding way too distractingly low on his hips.