Chapter 22
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
EVE
Even three weeks later I still couldn’t stop thinking about Rommy. I’d let her leave without actually trying to see if there was something more between us?
As in the three of us.
I needed to talk with Kayson about my thoughts of Rommy joining us.
Thoughts that had recently taken a turn into a dirtier fantasy that made me horny as hell.
Thoughts of Rommy kissing Kayson and then me.
Rommy naked and riding Kayson while I watched and touched myself.
Of both Rommy and I sharing Kayson’s cock as we sucked, licked, and swallowed his seed.
My mouth watered and belly swooped at the thought of tasting her or having her between my legs.
Yet, I was still a little scared that Kayson would think that this would be cheating.
Then again, I was jumping to the worst-case scenario without giving him a chance to say he understood because he liked her too. I really did believe he had feelings for her but never said anything because he was worried what I would think.
Or was that just me hoping?
Kayson was an understanding guy and a man who liked to talk things out before they became a problem.
Not that Rommy was a problem.
I just couldn’t stop thinking about her and wondering that if we did try, it could be something amazing.
Not that what I had with Kayson wasn’t already.
Oh God. I was a bad person for being attracted to someone else when I’d finally committed to the man I loved and hoped he was into another woman too.
You’re useless, pathetic. No one will love you.
That wasn’t true, though.
“Sweetheart?”
I jumped up from the couch, wringing my hands together. “I’m sorry.”
He stopped and stilled. “For what?”
It was then I burst into tears and buried my face into my hands, my nerves and anxiety getting the better of me.
Next, I was up in his arms before he sat on the couch with me straddling his lap as he held me against his chest.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Did I do somethin’? Did someone say somethin’? I’ll kick their fuckin’ ass if anyone upset you.”
In the crook of his neck and shoulder, I shook my head. “No one upset me, but myself.”
“How?” He rubbed his hands up and down my back.
I couldn’t tell him.
The words were stuck in my throat.
Fear of losing him made me sick to the stomach.
I wouldn’t jeopardise what we had. I’d just got him.
“Eve, sweetheart. I’m going to take a guess, and if I’m totally off base, hit me for it.”
He couldn’t guess.
Not unless he’d already thought of it too.
Not unless he was as lost as I was without Rommy here.
We had each other and were amazing together, but Rommy was ours too.
Leaning back, I sniffed and wiped at my face as I nodded.
Gently, he brushed his thumb over my cheek and smiled softly. “You’re missin’ Rommy?”
I nodded.
“But it’s in a different way than you’d miss Dusty or Courtney.”
Again, I nodded.
“I’m missin’ her in the same way.”
My eyes widened.
“Can you imagine kissin’ her?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered. “And her kissing you.”
“Can you imagine doin’ other things with her?” he asked, studying my face so he saw my blush.
“Naked things?” I managed to get out.
“Yeah, sweetheart.”
“Yes,” I admitted. “But this isn’t cheating. I’d never. I want all of us to do these things together. No one gets left out, and that’s only if we believe something could grow between the three of us. But it’s not cheating. I wouldn’t.”
He cupped my cheeks and pulled me close.
“I know it ain’t cheatin’, sweetheart. I know you nor I would do that to each other.
And if somethin’ does happen between the three of us, it doesn’t mean I don’t love you any different.
You’re stuck with me for the rest of our lives. Nothin’ will change between us.”
I sagged against him, the tension draining from my body.
He hugged me tightly. “You were stressin’ about tellin’ me this?”
“Yeah,” I breathed.
“We ain’t your parents, sweetheart. We know our love is strong and will last for-fuckin’-ever, but it’ll just include another.”
When Kayson and I had been in bed the other night, I’d told him about my parents and what Tech and I had gone through with them and then later on the streets. He’d held me through it all and promised that my life would just get better.
With my cheek to his chest, I played with the edge of his cut. “You have feelings for Rommy?”
“Seeing the way she supported you and spendin’ time with her, it was hard not to have somethin’ grow. That’s why we’re talkin’ about this now, right? You want us to try and be a throuple? The three of us datin’ and seein’ if it’ll lead to marriage and all the other stuff?”
Lifting myself up, I smiled softly. “I’d like exactly that. You?”
“Yeah, sweetheart. You and Rommy have my heart.”
My belly fluttered. Leaning against him, I asked, “Can you picture Rommy and I kissing?”
His hands gripped at my bare thighs. I was glad I wore shorts to feel them better. He cleared this throat. “Yeah.”
“Can you picture Rommy kissing you?”
He nodded.
Scraping my top teeth over my bottom lip, I toyed with the neck of his tee as I asked, “Can you picture me going down on Rommy?”
“Fuck,” he drew out. “Can you? Is it somethin’ you’d do?”
Smirking, I shrugged. “I’d like to try.”
“I’m sure she’d be up for you testin’ it out.”
Laughing, I nodded. “I think you’d be right.”
His hands clenched against my skin. “I can also picture you between her legs while I’m fuckin’ you from behind and watchin’ you and her drive each other wild.”
Moaning, I kissed his neck. “I want that.”
“We’ll make it happen.”
“But first, I want you to fuck me right now.”
His hands slid to my ass and gripped. “I can do that. Bed?”
I shook my head and licked up to his ear where I sucked his lobe into my mouth. He groaned and rocked up against my damp shorts.
“Here. Need you in me.”
“Christ, sweetheart.” His hands moved between my legs. There was a tug and then a rip.
I jerked back. “Did you just rip my shorts?”
He grinned. “Yep.” His fingers slid under my panties, and there was another tear. “You have more.”
Laughing, I nodded. Leaning in, I kissed him with a slow dance of our tongues. His fingers glided into my wet pussy, and I moaned into his mouth. A thumb ran over my clit, making me shudder. Pleasure rolled down my spine.
Breaking the kiss, I dropped my forehead to his shoulder. “Kayson.”
“Nice and wet for me, sweetheart. Fuckin’ love that.”
Panting, I hummed before I said, “I bet Rommy would be as wet.”
“Jesus,” he hissed, his fingers fucking me faster.
“Yeah, she’d love your cock like I do. We could suck and lick it together while you wrap your fists into our hair to guide us.”
I lost his fingers so he could make quick work of undoing his jeans before he lifted me to thrust his cock deep inside. I arched back and moaned from the full feeling his cock gave me.
“Such a good cock,” I breathed.
His hand gripped my neck, and he demanded, “Ride me.”
Smiling, I reached behind to hold his knees and lifted myself up before bouncing down again. Over and over, I fucked his cock in and out of me.
His other hand swept up under my tee to my bare breast. He pinched and tugged at my nipple, making me whimper.
“Rommy could be here standing on the couch between us. You could lick and bite at her ass, and I’d do the same to her pussy.”
His growl was almost animalistic, and I loved it.
His other hand tightened around my neck.
I pushed into his touch, moaning and then gasping for air when he cut off my oxygen. Blood pumped hard, and I knew my face would be bright red. He took control, drilling up into me.
God, I loved this man.
He released my throat, and I gasped, then panted until I had enough air into my deprived lungs.
Opening my eyes, I smirked. “You loved that idea.”
“Yes,” he hissed.
“I’d love to see you fuck her, Kayson. Like you are me. I want her face red from your hand on her throat, and I’d still make her kiss me. Then I’d sit over her face and—”
“Jesus Christ, sweetheart,” he bit out. “I ain’t gonna last if you keep talkin’ like that.”
Laughing, I went back riding him as he settled back against the couch. “I love that you like it. Love that your heart is big enough for both of us.”
“Fuckin’ love you, Eve. Love that you were brave to tell me your thoughts and want to test the waters. We’ll see where this all goes.”
I hummed and nodded. “Yes.”
He hooked a hand at the back of my neck and drew me in. Slanting his mouth to mine, he kissed me as I kept fucking his beautiful cock.
His hands cupped my ass, one slid closer to my crack, and he traced a finger over my hole before he tapped it. He’d fucked me there a couple of times, and I’d loved it.
Nipping at his bottom lip, I told him, “Next time I want you to fuck me there. Mark me with your cum.”
“Fuck yes, sweetheart.”
A tingle rolled down my spine at the memory of Kayson eating my ass. He enjoyed playing with all areas of my body.
“Kayson,” I whimpered. “Close.”
His jaw clenched, and he nodded, resting his forehead to mine. He hands went back to my waist as he guided me up and down his dick.
Pleasure slammed into me. “Kayson,” I cried, coming and clamping over his gliding cock.
He groaned low. “Fuck.” His cum rushed out, warming me in ways that were perfect.
I rested against him, his cock still inside me. Kissing his neck, I breathed, “Love you.”
He hugged me tightly to him, his dick twitching inside. “Fuckin’ love you, Eve.”
“Are you sure?”
“As sure as I am about you and me. It’ll be somethin’ to work through and figure out, but the three of us can do it. We’re already close in so many ways, and I think sex will bring the bond we’re creating to somethin’ extraordinary.”
Smiling, I toyed with his hair at the back of his neck. “How are we going to bring this up with her?”
His hand ran up under my tee to my bare back. “I think it’ll be best to do it in person.”
Gasping, I sat up. “Are you saying we’re going to Australia?”
He grinned. “We’re going to Australia.”