Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
HAYES
“ D id either of you drive?” Quinn questions Chase and I as we all step out onto the sidewalk. I paid for our tab and hers before we slipped out of the bar. She wraps her peacoat tighter around her body as we all come to a stop.
Chase shakes his head. “No, we figured there would be a bunch of cops out tonight so we just got an Uber here instead. Neither of us planned on getting drunk, but the last thing either of us needs is to get pulled over after having a few drinks..”
Quinn nods. “I’m not drunk either, but I agree with this idea. Better safe than sorry.”
My phone is already out and I’m about to press the button for the car when I look at Quinn again. “If you don’t want to come with us, we can get you a car to take you home. Neither of us want you to feel pressured or anything.”
She stares at me for a moment, her expression unreadable before she smiles. “I want to. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t be standing here right now.” She pauses and winks at me. “I know how to say no, Hayes.”
I stare at her for a moment and her smile doesn’t waver. My finger presses the button to secure our ride and a small box flashes up to show how far away the car is. Thankfully, it’s only two minutes away from where we are, which is surprising considering the holiday.
Chase and Quinn fall into a comfortable conversation and I hang back, letting them get to know each other. They’ve never formally met before tonight and I want Quinn to feel at ease with both of us. The two of them laugh at something I don’t catch. I smile in response, watching the way Quinn appears to be relaxed.
I know her well enough to read her body language. I also know that Quinn has no problem telling people like it is. If she wasn’t interested, she would have put her foot down. She would have never entertained the thought.
I’m just glad she didn’t feel the need to remind me again that we shouldn’t be doing this. It’s a fact we both know. As long as neither of us get caught, we don’t have to worry about our jobs. Although, I’m not sure either of us would really get into any trouble anyway.
The car pulls up to the curb and Chase walks over first, pulling open the door. I slip inside first, scooting to the opposite side as Quinn follows suit, situating herself in the middle as Chase gets in last. Our driver confirms the location before he takes a call, tuning the three of us out.
Quinn stares straight ahead. “Am I allowed to ask the two of you some questions?”
“Of course,” I tell her, my voice low as we all settle into our seats as he pulls away from the curb. “What would you like to know?”
“How long have you known each other?”
Chase answers this question. “Since college. We were roommates.”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, nodding as she looks over at him. “Were you guys together in college?”
“Not exactly,” Chase admits to her. “We had a bi-awakening moment and ended up hooking up. We didn’t again until after college.”
“Why not?”
He shrugs. “Neither of us knew what we wanted at the time.” It really wasn’t complicated then and it still isn’t. We’re just older now and things have changed from our college years.
“Do you know what you want now?”
Chase looks past her and directly at me. “We do,” I answer her question. She turns her head to look at me now. “We want each other, but we want someone who complements both of us. Someone who isn’t opposed to it being the three of us.”
Quinn stares at me, her slender throat bobbing as she swallows and nods. “It’s unconventional,” she says quietly before rolling her lips between her teeth. “And intriguing.”
“You don’t have to worry about any of that right now, Doc,” I assure her, feeling the need to make sure there isn’t any pressure. “Tonight is just about discovery and experience. If it feels like something you’d like to explore more afterward, that’s a conversation we can have at another time.”
“So, this is like test driving a car in a way,” she offers, a soft laugh escaping her as she looks back and forth between Chase and I. “Am I the car?”
Chase laughs, shaking her head at her. “It goes both ways.”
The tension is building, but there’s a lightness to the mood. There isn’t any awkwardness. Her curiosity is honestly refreshing. She’s trying to figure us out and understand the way we operate, without any judgment. None of us know if this is going to be a good fit, but every participant is ready to find out.
“You know,” I start, my voice dropping lower so only they can hear as I set my hand on her bare thigh. Her skin is warm beneath my palm and I slowly trail my hand along the inside of her leg. “I’ve been thinking about you for a long fucking time, Doc.”
“Since before last night?” she asks me, her breath hitching as I slip my hand beneath the hem of her skirt. Chase watches the two of us as he lifts his hand to brush her blonde hair away from her collarbone.
The driver has no fucking clue what’s going on as he rambles on the phone, staring out the window as we stop at a red light.
“Yes,” I tell her, my fingers brushing against her center. “Probably since the first time I ever laid eyes on you.”
“I’ve been curious about you since he first mentioned you.”
She glances at Chase as he drops his hand down to her opposite thigh. “He told you about me?”
“He tells me everything, pretty girl,” he tells her with a wink as he mimics my movements, his fingertips brushing against mine as we both explore between her legs. “Are you okay with this?”
She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, spreading her legs wider as she adjusts in her seat. Her breathing is shallow and ragged and she glances between us before nodding. Chase hooks his finger in her panties, pulling them to the side for me to explore.
She’s already wet and my cock pulsates between my legs as I slide my finger through the dampness. I swallow back the groan that builds in my throat. My nostrils flare as I watch her eyelids flutter shut and I push my finger inside of her. Her shoulders sag and she lets out a breath, her eyes flying open again as she looks toward the front of the car.
“He has no fucking clue,” Chase murmurs as he moves his fingers to her clit. “And if you’re quiet, he’ll never know.”
Quinn nods eagerly as her hands find both of our thighs. Her nails dig into my flesh through my pants as I slip another finger inside of her. I glance at the driver and out the window, realizing we will be at our place soon.
“We’ll be there in less than two minutes,” I tell her, pumping my fingers in and out of her as Chase rolls his fingers over her clit. “Do you think we can make you come before we get there?”
“I don’t know,” she whispers, attempting to steady her breathing even though she’s close to coming undone. “I don’t think you should stop trying.”
Chase clicks his tongue as he stalls. His hand is still against her, but he doesn’t move. “I think we should make her wait,” he tells me, a glint in his eye.
A chuckle rumbles in my chest as I stop moving. “We should.” I pump my fingers deliberately slow. Chase rolls his again, but neither of us are in a rush. The car turns onto our street and we both move our hands away from her.
“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” Quinn groans before letting out an exaggerated sigh. “You’re really going to leave me hanging?”
“For now,” I tell her with a wink. “Good things come to good girls who wait patiently.”
“Fuck your patience,” she quips, glaring at the two of us.
Chase fixes her skirt before leaning closer to her. “We’re going to fuck yours.”