Stuck in Between (Bound by Your Love)

by Bennett, Blakely

  Increasing the intensity of the kiss, he charted us on a voyage away from reality, away from all the past rejection suffered under his neglect. He coaxed my tongue into his mouth, and I danced along with his. Lost in the growing heat and reforged connection, I shuffled tighter against Bond, drifting in a sea of hope.

  A light tap on the door brought reality crashing back in, and we broke apart with the haste of children getting caught doing something naughty.

  “Shit,” I mumbled.

  “Your mother is here,” Red said, staring directly at me.

  I stayed stuck on the spot where I sat.

  “I’ll go say hi to Mom,” Bond said. He smiled boyishly. “Thanks, Jacqs.”

  “Right,” I said, turmoil and pain killer riling my stomach.

  “That looked hot and steamy,” Red said, still standing by the door. He did not look pleased.

  “I don’t know what to say.” I glanced up at him and awkwardly looked away. “I’m sorry?” I asked.

  He stomped aggressively toward me and pushed his body onto mine, pinning me against the mattress. His hard bulge pressed against me. His eyes narrowed; leaving me feeling both turned on and scared. “Just remember whom you belong to.”

  “You said something like that in a dream I had while we were apart. Are we okay?”

  “Tell me you plan to live with me even after you’re well.”

  “Get off me,” I said, pushing up on his chest. “That sounded too much like blackmail.”

  “Not meant to be, but I can tell you that I’ll have an easier time sharing you when I know you’ll be in my bed every night.”

  I felt slightly dizzy and squeezed my eyes shut.

  “Are you okay?” His tone changed to one of concern.

  “I took another pain pill and I think it’s getting to me. Maybe some food will help.”

  “I apologize. Finding you kissing Bond took me by surprise.” He lifted me in his arms like a bride and I touched his face.

  “I love you, Red and yes, I want to live with you.”

  “That’s all I needed to know.”

  As he kissed my already swollen lips, my soul acknowledged the difference he and Bond brought to my life and I finally admitted to myself that I wanted them both. I just had no clue how it would all sort out.

  No one would allow me to do a single thing to help make dinner, and I was relegated to sitting on the couch and icing the side of my head.

  “Here. To tide you over,” Red said, handing me half a turkey sandwich with sprouts.

  My warm smile radiated up to him. “Thanks. Where’s the other half?”

  He rubbed his stomach and winked at me. “No sprouts on my half,” he said, making a funny face.

  I watched in awe at how at ease my mother was with everyone. She moved around the kitchen, totally in her element. After she had placed the chickens in the oven, she came over and sat by me. “Do my eyes deceive me or do you have two men vying for your attention?”

  “You would be correct.”

  “What do you plan to do about it?” she asked, raising her right eyebrow.

  “That’s becoming very tricky.”

  “I’m fond of Aidan. He seems ... how do I say? Staid.”

  “I don’t even know what that means.”

  “Stable, confident, capable.”

  “Yeah, he’s a right Neanderthal, that one.”

  “Did I hear my name?” Red said.

  “Maybe you can explain to my mother our current predicament.”

  My big toothsome lover actually blushed. “Um, well ... I think I’ll leave that to you.” He ambled away.

  I laughed so hard my eyes closed, and when I reopened them, I saw my mother laughing along with me.

  “That wasn’t very nice,” she said but she continued to chuckle.

  “Yeah, well, it’s a complicated situation and I think the drug is making me loopy.”

  “You love them both, I can tell and it’s clear they both love you.”

  “I agreed to move in here with—”

  “And Bond is staying here as well?” My mother reached out and touched my knee.

  I looked down at her hand, the tumult of our situation stirring in my gut. How do you tell your mother you are considering dating, and living with, two men? “We’re trying to work it out, the three of us,” I said, avoiding eye contact.

  “Well, that certainly is an interesting choice. I had enough trouble with one man.”

  “I thought you and Dad had one of those rare kinds of love.”

  “In a way, that is true, but your father was a handful, Jacqueline. No relationship is ever perfect.”

  “Yes, I’m well aware of that.” Glancing up, I took a deep breath and said, “Would you be okay if I lived with them both?”

  “More than anything, I want you to be happy. I can’t imagine it’ll be easy, but it’s your life to live.”

  “That’s a huge relief. I still don’t know if it’ll be doable but—”

  Samantha threw her arms around me, cutting off my words. “I was so scared that, just as we were coming back together, I was going to lose you.”

  “I’m still here,” I said, returning her tight hug. “As you’ve always known, I have a hard head.”

  “Thank god for that! You look great for someone who just totaled her car.”

  “More like it was totaled for me, but thanks. Did Lainie come with you?”

  “Yeah, she’s in the sitting room with Stay and Bond. Damn it’s good to see you, sis.”

  “You too.”

  “Can I help with the food?” Samantha asked mom.

  My mother rose from the couch, wrapped her arm around Samantha’s waist and led her to the kitchen. I could hear her ask Samantha about her work day.

  Lying back against the couch, I exhaled loudly. The fatigue in my body started to set in.

  “I’m taking you back upstairs,” Bond announced, pulling me up from the couch.

  “I’m fine, I’m just—” I yawned and said, “A little tired I guess.”

  Allowing him to draw me upstairs, I realized that I would have to employ—in the future, that is, once I was well—a lot of backbone against these alpha males or they would run roughshod over me.

  Bond settled me into Red’s bed and said, “Stay agreed to help me practice for my driver’s test.”

  “Wow. I don’t know what to say. That’s excellent news.”

  “Go to sleep and there’ll be food ready for you when you get up.” Bond kissed my forehead and left the room.

  I ended up sleeping through dinner, and awoke in the middle of the night. Slight snoring emanated from the right of me and deep breathing to the left. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why I was sandwiched in the middle of the bed. My mind thought it might be a good sign but my gut told me otherwise. I scooted off the end of the mattress and used the bathroom.

  The dim lights above the bed illuminated Bond and Red as I reentered the room. They sat up with their backs against the headboard.

  “This sure is an interesting turn of events,” I said, wrapping my arms around my nakedness.

  “We couldn’t agree where you should sleep,” Bond said.

  “That seems silly considering I was already asleep. You mean with whom?” My stomach growled loudly, stating its emptiness.

  “I’d ask how you’re doing but clearly you’re hungry,” Red said as he rubbed his beard.

  “Starving is more like it.” I felt more than naked standing in front of them both, and my body responded to their stares. Stepping to the side, I grabbed my PJs off the top of the trunk and slipped them on.

  “How’s your head?” Bond asked.

  “It must be okay because I haven’t even thought about it.”

  “Let’s get you some food,” Red said as he got up from the bed wearing only pajama bottoms.

  I stared at his chest momentarily and glanced over at Bond. Geeze, I thought to myself. The hit to my head must have been very hard for me to have
considered living with them both. A knife could not cut the tension in the room, but maybe a chainsaw. “Cut it out,” I yelped.

  “What?” they said.

  “I can feel the hostility between you two and I think you should take me home.”

  “No way,” Bond said at the same time Red said, “Definitely not.”

  “Well then, cut it out!”

  Bond took a step towards me in his black boxer briefs and shirt. “She needs some food,” he said as if I was the crazy one.

  “Yeah, let’s feed her before she goes off the deep end,” Red said as he pulled on a T-shirt.

  “Fuck you both,” I said and stormed down the stairs.

  “She gets cranky when she’s really hungry,” Bond said, following behind me.

  “And her stomach makes a racket,” Red said.

  “You two are hysterical in the middle of the night.” I opened the refrigerator and made myself a plate of leftovers. “Are you guys going to eat anything or should I put the food away?”

  “I’ll put it away, you go eat,” Red said, passing close by me.

  I ducked around him and sat up on the counter with my plate in my lap.

  “Here,” Red said, handing me a glass of water.

  “Thanks.” After taking a few bites and a sip of water, my stomach quieted down.

  “Feeling better?” Bond asked. He thankfully had pulled on his jeans before descending the stairs.

  “I’ll feel better once we resolve how this is going to work, if this is going to work.”

  “Let’s move over to the couch so we can all sit and talk,” Red said, taking my plate from me and helping me down.

  We settled on the couch that faced the back of the house.

  I ate a few more bites of food and placed my plate on the coffee table. “Well?”

  “We need to come up with a schedule and split the time,” Bond said.

  “Is that what you guys agreed on?” I looked over at Red.

  He shook his head. “No.”

  Looking back and forth between them, I said, “You haven’t agreed on anything, have you?”

  “He won’t agree on equal time,” Bond said.

  I shifted my plate to the side and sat on the coffee table facing them. “Bond, do you plan to keep dating or doing whatever it is you call it?”

  “Yes, if you are seeing Red, but I don’t see how that should make—”

  “I already told Red I’d live with him and he said you could have a room here if you wanted, but I’m not interested in splitting my time as you call it. Red will be my primary relationship, and it will be up to him and me how much time I spend with you as lovers. In turn, you are free to date as you wish.”

  “And what if I don’t date? Does that mean I get equal time?” Bond stood up and started to pace. Circling around, he faced us and said, “Why do you get to make all the decisions and I just have to accept it? What about what I want?”

  “What do you want?” I asked. “Do you plan to stop dating?”

  “I want you to stop seeing Aidan and date me exclusively.”

  “That’s not going to happen,” Red asserted, standing up with his fists clenched by his sides.

  I touched Red’s thigh and said, “Please sit down and try to remain calm. Maybe we should wait until morning after you both—”

  “No,” Bond and Red rumbled.

  “Well at least you agree on something. Sit down, the both of you,” I said, pointing to the sofa.

  They settled down in opposite corners of the couch and crossed their legs at the same time. I almost laughed but stopped myself.

  “In a perfect world, we could all spend time together and there wouldn’t be a need to split it up … however it’s clear to me that we aren’t there yet and might never be. There is no way I will stop seeing Red. I am moving in with him. You haven’t answered me; do you plan to stop dating?” In all honesty, I was scared he might say yes. Not that I thought he truly had it in him to stop, but I wasn’t sure I wanted him to try.

  “No, not if you plan to be involved with Aidan,” Bond said, leaning forward and touching my thigh, trying to rattle me with his touch.

  Pushing his hand away, I said, “So what do you suggest?”

  “I need to go for a walk and clear my mind.” Bond got up and headed for the front door.

  “Well, that went well,” I mumbled.

  “Hardly,” Red said, holding out his arms to me.

  Snuggling into his lap, I rested my head on his chest. “What’re we going to do?”

  “Wait for him to sort it out for himself. In the meantime...” Red touched my cheeks and angled my head up to him, kissing me gently. “Thank you.” His green eyes tugged at my heart.

  “For?” I ran my fingers over his beard and into his hair.

  “Putting us first. Once you’re all better, you’ll have to decide what you want to move here from your place. There is also room in the garage for the stuff you want to store.”

  “Yeah, there’s still a lot to do. First, I have to tackle getting a new car and then there is my new and old job, but we should have time on the weekends to pack things up.”

  “As long as you’re staying here in the interim.” Pulling my hair to the side, he nuzzled my neck.

  “You’re stuck with me,” I muttered. “Oh, that feels good.”

  “Should we head back up to bed?” he said, raising his eyebrows.

  “You’re insatiable, Aidan.”

  “Only with you.”

  I climbed off his lap and pulled on his arm. Hand in hand, we went up the stairs. “Can I ask you something?”

  “Anything,” he said as we entered his room.

  “How did Bond end up sleeping in here?”

  “I didn’t want him to wake you and he had no intention of letting you out of his sight for long. He kept checking on you all through dinner.”

  “I have to admit that’s nice to hear, but will it last?”

  Red smoothed my hair away from my face and said, “I’m surprised you’d doubt it at this point.”

  “He walked out again just a few minutes ago.”

  “Jacqueline, we men have our pride. You told him flat out that you plan to put me first. If it was the other way around, I’m not sure I’d have taken it so well.”

  Red removed his clothes and positioned himself in the middle of the bed, beckoning me to him.

  After stripping off my PJs, I crawled over and straddled his lap. We sat facing one another; lips practically touching, sharing our breath.

  “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you,” Red said, running his large hands from the base of my neck to my buttocks.

  “I sure hope not,” I said, leaning into his touch.

  “Come closer and drape your legs over mine.” As I shifted, he nibbled his way up the right side of my neck and down the left, causing a waterfall of sensation.

  “What are we going to do with him?” I said, looking down between us.

  “I know just the place.”

  “I bet you do.”

  Red helped me lift my pelvis over his cock and slowly lower down until he was fully seated within me.

  As he rocked me back and forth, I groaned, “Ohhh, I like this position.” I caressed his arms and shoulders, gliding my hands up his neck into his red hair.

  “I thought you might like it.” He looked deeply into my eyes, drawing me into his domain.

  We broke away from our connection when we heard the sound of a throat clearing. My heart plummeted to my stomach and seemed to stop beating altogether.

  “I’ve made up my mind,” Bond said and proceeded to strip off his clothes. “I need you in my life as much as I need to breathe, Jacqs.”

  As Bond approached the bed, I glanced back at Red and felt his cock pulse inside me. “Just know you owe me after this,” he said, twitching his eyebrows.

  Feeling Bond’s weight behind me, I reclined into him. He tilted my head up and lit me on fire with his kiss.

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p; “Oh yesss,” I groaned.

  Reaching around me, Bond fondled my clit as Red clutched my hips and stroked deeply in and out of me. Bond’s other hand grasped my breast and pinched my left nipple between his fingers.

  Looking down between us, I watched Red’s cock slide in and out and Bond’s hand matched his pace. My pussy clutched against the oncoming climax, firing tiny releases on the way up. Locking eyes with Red, I saw the heat and passion along with the love he freely offered me.

  “Give it to us,” Bond said in my ear. As he bit my neck, shockwaves pulsed and propelled me both deeply into my convulsing body, and out to fly in the ethers of my orgasm. My heart pounded wildly, pulsing hot blood to every tingling surface.

  Red continued to stroke, allowing me to ride out my climax. When I peeked up at him, I could see him gritting his teeth to stave off his release. Closing my eyes, I hovered in the high and love that surrounded me. Breathing heavily, my heart still pounding, I prayed to the gods of love and sex that it wasn’t another dream.

  The caresses of four hands and being sandwiched by the bodies of my two lovers assured me this was no dream. They maneuvered me onto my back, Red settling between my legs and Bond at my head. Bond’s manly scent of musky warm skin and sandalwood overwhelmed my senses and I turned my head to get closer to it.

  “Oh, oh, oh please,” I moaned against Bond’s cock as Red’s tongue licked my sensitive clit.

  “You taste so good, Jacqs,” Red said. He swirled his finger inside me as he continued to taste me, capturing my wetness and coating my anus with it.

  “Mmm,” I murmured, burying my nose in Bond’s essence.

  He lifted his cock to my mouth and I swirled my tongue around his shaft. Angling my head with his hands, he plunged deeper, owning my mouth as only he could.

  I reveled in the duality of pleasuring Bond, while Red stirred another approaching orgasm with his fingers and tongue. My hips arched as Red delved two fingers into my ass and eddied his tongue around my sweet spot. I grunted and groaned until Bond took my throat and stole my breath.

  He pulled out of my mouth, giving me time to inhale.

  As Red continued his finger fucking and tongue lashing, I screamed, “Oh fuck, I’m going to … come! Oh yes, oh lord, yesss.” My hips jerked haphazardly until I finally stilled, sinking into the bed. I heard whispering, but I couldn’t make out what they said. Opening one eye, I saw them both peering down at me.