by Harper West
Judging by Liam’s apartment and Ronans’ clothes, plus the restaurant we just ate at, I could tell they were well-to-do. That’s not what impressed me about them, though. It was like I’d found a great guy who had a best friend that I got along well with.
The inside of the club was fairly busy, and everyone around us was clearly from the upper-crust of society. All of them waved to Ronan and Liam, then smiled and nodded at me.
After getting drinks and sitting down at a table, a fast song came on, and I shook my foot to the rhythm. I hadn’t heard it before, but it was catchy, and I wanted to dance.
“Would you like to dance?” I looked over at Liam, who was staring at my foot tapping.
“Sorry,” I said. “I just love this song.”
He looked into my eyes, and I immediately wanted to melt into my chair. He was gorgeous. All I could do was nod with a massive smile on my face.
Liam was a fantastic dancer. He wrapped his arms around me, and we ground our bodies together to the music. Every once in a while, I’d look over at Ronan, feeling kind of bad that he didn’t have a date. He looked just as happy as we were, though. He was sipping his brandy while watching his best friend grind his body against his new girlfriend.
I might have been jumping the gun with the girlfriend part.
“Don’t worry about him,” Liam said in my ear. “He enjoys being a third wheel.”
I smiled, and we kissed for a little bit while continuing to dance. Liam was just as good at kissing as he was at having sex.
As the song came to an end and a slower one came on, our bodies immediately shifted into a different kind of dance. The kind where a man puts his hands around your waist, and you slowly move to the music.
Deciding that he wanted to get in on the fun, Ronan made his way to the dance floor. I assumed he’d found a woman to dance with, that is until Liam handed me over to him.
“Care to dance?”
I smiled at Ronan and nodded, then let him take the lead as we slow danced. Going from Liam to Ronan was like switching from night to day. It was different yet seamless and natural, almost as though it was supposed to be that way. Ronan was just as good of a dancer as Liam was.
Ronan put his hands around my waist, and I instinctively pressed my body up against his. Just as Liam had suggested, Ronan did have a muscular body, and, if I was correct, he also had washboard abs.
I couldn’t wait to tell Baron, who would no doubt lose his mind that I’d found two incredibly hot guys in less than 24 hours. The longer Ronan and I danced, the guiltier I felt. After all, I had just spent the night with his best friend, and there I was, dancing to a slow song with him.
I looked over at Liam for approval, and he gave me a huge smile, encouraging me to keep dancing.
Maybe Liam was just an excellent friend. I let Ronan lead me into another song. Perhaps it had been a long time since Ronan had even been with a woman.
We danced for several more minutes, slowly and to the beat of every new song that came on. His cologne was intoxicating, and I could feel myself enjoying his company just as much as Liam’s. He slid his hands a little further down along my waist, letting them rest directly on my hips but not any further.
Ronan was quite the gentleman.
I looked at Liam again, waiting for him to come over and cut in. Surely he’d want me back by that point. Instead, he watched us while sipping his drink, smiling the entire time. Not once did he look for another woman to dance with. Not once did he even look bored.
On the contrary, he seemed to be enjoying the fact that his best friend was dancing with me.
Chapter 9
Liam
I walked over to the bar and ordered another whiskey neat. The bartender tried flirting with me, saying she’d seen me at the club on more than one occasion. She was attractive, but all of my attention was on Alexia and Ronan.
As I made my way back to our table, I couldn’t take my eyes off of them. She was looking into his eyes the entire time, and her arms wrapped tightly around his neck while his hands rested on her hips. The longer they danced, the closer their bodies got.
I sipped on my whiskey and wondered how long it’d been since Ronan looked so genuinely happy. Ever since he and Erin broke up, his life was nothing but work. Even when he agreed to go out to the bars with me, he was usually glued to his phone the entire time, scrolling through work emails and checking his calendar.
He needed to put himself out there again.
When the song was over, Alexia whispered something into his ear and then made her way to the bathroom. Ronan sat down next to me, still smiling from ear to ear.
“I’ve never seen you look so happy,” I said as he nursed his brandy some more.
He nodded and winked at me.
“She sure is something else,” he said. “Don’t treat this one like the others.”
“Listen, I thought that we could all go back to my place in a little bit. Maybe have some more drinks and, you know.”
Ronan looked at me a bit quizzically, as though he didn’t know what I was suggesting. “What are you getting at?”
I repositioned myself, then leaned in a little closer to his ears so that nobody else could hear me.
“You know what I’m getting at, man. You’re a guy. Don’t act naive.”
Ronan sounded angry. “Is this why you invited me out with you guys today? So that we could all go back to your loft, get drunk, and have a threesome? Because…"
“Stop,” I said, putting my hand in front of his face. “Like I told you, I’m really into her. Her and I dating isn’t a game, bro. But I saw the way you two were on the floor just now. She’s really into you, too.”
Ronan studied my face for a bit and then looked down at his drink.
“I don’t know, man.” I could hear the concern in his voice.
Threesomes weren’t exactly his cup of tea. He was too much of a gentleman to treat a woman that way.
“You and I are different, yes. But I promise you that I’m not just leading Alexia on. Come on. You deserve to have a little fun. When was the last time you were even out on a date?”
He pursed his lips. “I don’t consider having a threesome as a date, Liam.”
I rolled my eyes at him.
When we were in college, I’d had my own fair share of threesomes. Ronan, on the other hand, had always been more serious and into actual relationships.
I shook my head. “Well, obviously not. But you need to put yourself out there again. A threesome could be the stepping stone that you need. And besides, it’s not as though we haven’t seen each other naked.”
Ronan laughed a little bit, probably thinking back to all of the times he walked in on me entirely in the nude.
“Alright,” he said a little reluctantly. “I’ll do it. But on one condition.”
“Anything,” I said, eagerly leaning forward.
“Don’t you dare push her into doing this, do you understand me? Be casual and cool about it. Make it clear that if she doesn’t want to, that’s fine, and you two will continue dating.”
I nodded, and we shook on it just as Alexia was walking toward us.
Both of us watched with admiration as she sashayed across the dance floor, catching the attention of multiple men and even some women. She stood out in any crowd.
“Are you boys talking about me,” she said flirtatiously.
Instead of replying, though, I stood up, grabbed her hand, and spun her around on the dance floor. Her floral top swirled in the air showing her stomach. My hands slid underneath it a little bit, caressing her smooth skin as we looked into each other’s eyes.
“You are so beautiful,” I said while leaning in for a kiss.
Alexia pressed her body against mine, grinding up and down as though intentionally trying to turn me on. I looked over at Ronan, who was just watching us intensely. I could see the shift in his attitude, too. A few moments before, it was just the two of them on the dance floor. Yet as Alexia continued dan
cing to the music, Ronan was getting turned on.
“And you are one incredibly sexy man.”
I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her into me, letting her know how badly I wanted her. She let out a moan as we kissed, all the while people danced around us.
“Speaking of other men,” I said. “You and Ronan have been getting along well, haven’t you?”
She smiled and nodded. I thought about the best way to mention us having a threesome without being offensive. She seemed like she’d be into it, but on the off chance that she wasn’t, I didn’t want to scare her off.
“He is such a nice guy,” she said.
“Don’t let that fool you,” I said into her ear. “He’s got a wicked side, too.”
I looked right into her eyes, hoping she’d catch my drift.
“Oh?” She shifted her eyes away.
We kept dancing for another few minutes before I just blurted it out.“How about all three of us, um, head on back to my place and keep the party going?”
Alexia stopped dancing, and her mouth fell open a bit, finally understanding what I was suggesting. “Oh, um, I don’t know, I mean…”
“Look, there is zero pressure at all. It’s just that I’ve been watching you two all day, and then on the dance floor, and I see the chemistry. All three of us are getting along so well, you know?”
I’d hoped my sincerity came through, that she didn’t think I was just a creep who was hoping to fulfill a sexual fantasy. She looked at Ronan, who was smiling at her flirtatiously.
“I’ve just, um, never been that kind of woman before.” Once again, her face blushed.
I tried picturing her in a threesome, and I could see where she could come off as a bit prudish. Yet I also knew that if it were to happen, that it would unleash her inner goddess.
I put my finger on her chin and tilted her face up at me.
“No matter what you decide,” I said, “I still want to keep seeing you. I’m just throwing it out there, and besides, I know it’d be a lot of fun.”
She looked over at Ronan again, and this time her eyes lowered to his groin.
“You wouldn’t, like, say anything to anyone, right? I mean, I just moved here, and I don’t want my reputation to be tarnished.”
I shook my head and laughed a little bit.“Are you kidding me? Ronan will take all of his secrets to the grave, and me? Well, let’s just say that I like you a lot, and I won’t do anything to push you away.”
We danced just a little bit longer, with her stealing glances over to Ronan throughout the song.
“I’d love to,” she said as soon as the song was over.
After we finished our drinks, all three of us hopped in a cab and went back to my place. Both of us put a hand on Alexias' knees during the ride back, which she seemed to enjoy.
Once we were inside, I poured all of us a drink, and we sat on the couch. Alexia downed hers pretty quickly, while Ronan and I slowly sipped ours. Since none of us seemed to want to initiate it, I started by taking off my shirt.
Alexia looked up at my chest, and her eyes bugged out. I knew how much she went crazy over my eight-pack abs.
“Oh, Liam,” she said while dropping to her knees.
Her hands unzipped my pants, pulled out my shaft, and she immediately put it to her lips. Ronan stood behind her and took off his shirt, too. Both of us made eye contact and smiled.
After sucking me for a few minutes, she turned around and did the same thing to Ronan. He was about the same size and thickness as me, and she eagerly devoured every inch with her mouth while stroking mine at the same time, moaning with pleasure as she serviced us.
“Get on the couch,” Ronan instructed her.
Alexia sat on it and then tilted her head back, allowing me the opportunity to slide my cock down her throat while Ronan unzipped her pants. She moaned even harder once he slid off her panties and placed his mouth on her opening, and her legs immediately wrapped around his neck while her hips bucked.
The vibrations from her moans on my cock nearly drove me mad.
“Let’s take this upstairs,” I said, pulling it out of her mouth.
Ronan carried her upstairs and into my loft, where he laid her down on the bed. I slid off her shirt, removed her bra, and began sucking on her breasts while he resumed going down on her.
Our cocks were hard at that point, and since I had already been inside of her, I wanted to let Ronan go first. I’m sure it’d been ages since he last had sex, and I wanted him to have fun.
“Do you want him to fuck you,” I whispered into her ear.
She looked me in the eyes, searching for approval as I caressed her breasts, and Ronan made love to her womanhood with his mouth.
“Yes,” she said.
Ronan stood up, put his knees on the bed, and slid inside of her. Alexia's eyes widened, and her mouth opened up, releasing a gasp as he began pounding her. She wrapped her hand around my neck, pulled me in, and passionately kissed me.
Ronan began moaning harder with every thrust, and I could hear his balls slapping against her ass cheeks. I slid my left hand down to her clit and started rubbing it, encouraging her to release onto his cock. Her eyes never left mine as an orgasm washed over her.
“Ronan!” She screamed his name as her legs shook harder than when I’d been with her, and her hands remained around my neck the entire time. It was like she was looking at me for support while she came all over him.
Ronan pulled out, and I knew that it was my turn.
As Ronan began kissing her on the lips, her hand reached below and began stroking his shaft. I slid my hard cock inside of her, immediately groaning at how utterly wet she was. His hands wandered over her breasts and stomach, then down to her clit, just as I had done.
After a few minutes, Alexia got onto all fours, and Ronan slid underneath, pushing his cock inside of her.
“Liam,” she whispered as I came alongside the bed. “Will you fuck me too?”
I hadn’t fucked a woman in the ass in years, and the thought of doing that while Ronan was inside of her instantly made my balls double in size.
I got up behind her and squirted some tingling lubricant onto her, to which she moaned with pleasure. Ronan kept sliding his shaft up and down, back and forth as I slowly made my way into her.
“Are you alright?”
She nodded and let out a sigh, letting me know that she was more than alright. She was thoroughly enjoying it. Within a few minutes, we were inside of her, our dicks double penetrating her body as she covered us in all of her glorious juices. It wasn’t long before she climaxed yet again, this time flooding Ronan's shaft.
“Fuck yes, baby,” he said while squeezing her breasts.
Her ass felt so good wrapped around me, and every time I went in, she squeezed it just a little bit harder.
Ronan and I were both coming close to having our own orgasms, and I loved the sounds she was making as we fucked her. The way he pounded her was a bit more passionate than me, but we were both very much infatuated with her and tuned into her needs.
“Oh God,” Ronan said.
At the very same moment, I felt the surge in my gut.
We both groaned so loud that I’m sure the neighbors heard. We filled her holes with our loads, and she had a mind-blowing orgasm that caused her to topple over onto the bed.
My California king size bed was big enough for all three of us. I laid down to her left, and Ronan laid to her right. We spent several minutes just trying to catch our breaths. Alexia fell asleep once again, her soft hair sprawled out across the pillowcase. I got up and used the bathroom, and then Ronan did the same after me.
We both went downstairs to get a drink, then sat on the couch next to each other.
“Thank you,” he said.
I could hear the genuine appreciation in his voice. What had just occurred wasn’t only two guys trying to trick a girl into a threesome. It was a bonding experience that had somehow brought us closer.
“You’r
e welcome,” I said, patting him on the shoulder.
Chapter 10
Alexia
The next Monday at work was reasonably busy. Plenty of locals who came in to purchase books, and a few ordered some that we didn’t have. The annoying, creepy investor thankfully didn’t come by the bookstore. I could tell that Baron wanted details from what happened over the weekend, too.
All he knew was that I’d spent the night at Liam’s, and even I was still coming to grips with the fact that I’d also had a threesome with two guys I had just met.
“Psst,” Baron said into my ear, right after a customer bought a book. “Did you spend any more time with Mr. Eight-Pack over the weekend?”
I poured myself a cup of coffee as Baron leaned over the dark, oak wood desk.
“Yes,” I said in a low voice. “But there are people here, so I’ll tell you later.”
He waved his hand to the left as if he were shooing them away. “Honey, I’m only whispering on the off chance they have hearing aids in their ears. Those guys are so elderly they couldn’t hear a dinosaur creeping up on them.”
He grabbed my left elbow and pulled me behind a bookcase.
“Well, as you know, I spent Friday night with Liam. And then, well, I met his friend Ronan.”
Baron fanned himself with his own hands.
“Who I’m sure was just as hot,” he said, whispering a bit louder.
I nodded while sipping my coffee and glancing around. “Yes, but their personalities are vastly different. Baron is, what’s the right word, sophisticated.”
“Liam seemed to be that way, too,” he said.
I nodded and gave him a wicked smile. “He is, but he’s more of a boy toy. He’s someone who can make you laugh at just about anything, whereas Baron might be one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever met.”
Baron put his hand to his mouth and gasped. “Don’t tell me you cheated on Liam with Ronan!”
I let out a very audible ‘shhh,’ since the elderly men were looking at us between the stacks.
He calmed his tone. “Ok, look, you and Liam just met. It’s not like you’re already in a committed relationship or anything.”