18. Chapter 17 – Brody
Chapter 17 – Brody
L ex left last night after testing out the taste of Knox’s come directly from Hannah’s tits. She just stood up, gathered her purse, combed her fingers through her hair before looking back at us, and then walked out.
Like she hadn’t just rocked our entire decade long relationship in one hour. And the three of us were trapped in some perpetual limbo where we didn’t know what to do or where to go from there.
It had been quiet in the house all morning, as we all worked through our own thoughts independently as we processed the events from the party the night before.
“I can’t take this.” Hannah sighed, sliding a cup of coffee onto the kitchen counter and taking a seat on a stool. “We have to discuss it.”
I turned from where I was washing dishes and dried my hands on a towel as Knox set his magazine down in the living room and joined us.
“You start.” I sighed, giving her the floor since this was her midlife crisis.
“Are you mad?” She asked instantly, staring directly at me.
“No.” I replied honestly. “Why would you ask that?”
“Because you’ve been silent since we woke up.” Knox sat next to Hannah at the island and rested his elbows on the countertop. “And while silence isn’t anything new from you, I think right now we need to hear your thoughts.”
“We?” I raised my brow at him and looked over at Hannah.
“Yes,” She agreed, “We, because I know how I feel about what happened.” She glanced at Knox and then back, “And I’m pretty sure I know how Knox feels about it. But you,” She hesitated, “I can’t read you. ”
“How do you feel about it?” I countered, crossing my ankles as I leaned up against the sink and tried to give off the vibe of relaxation. But to be honest, I was anything but.
“I feel like—” She chewed her bottom lip, “Like I’ve never felt more fulfilled than I did last night with all three of you.” I steeled my face so I wouldn’t give anything away. “Which scares me.”
“Why?”
“Because what if I never feel that way again?” She looked at me with those huge, trusting green eyes. “What if we never find another pairing like last night that works for us so well.” She swallowed and looked down at the counter. “I thought if I scratched the itch with her, I’d be able to move on and look at other women again like I did before I met Lex.”
“Yet now,” Knox sighed, “All you can think about is her.” He nudged her shoulder, “I know the feeling, and believe me, I feel terrible for feeling that way.”
“Really?” Hannah glanced his way,
“Yeah,” He admitted, “Because I should be thinking of how incredibly sexy you looked last night and how erotic it was to watch someone else run the show,”
“Yet now, all you can think about is her.” She repeated his words sadly. “I don’t think you should feel terrible about that. I don’t feel jealously over it,” Her eyes widened a bit, “Unless it means you want just her, and not me anymore.”
Knox scoffed and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into his side, “There is no us without you. When I say I can’t think about anything but her, I mean, I can’t imagine doing what we did last night with anyone else in the world. That’s all.”
“Same.” Hannah deflated even more. “Why do you think she took off the way she did?” I could see her insecurities spinning in her head as we spoke about Lex. “Do you think I wasn’t—” She swallowed, “What if she didn’t like it with me?”
“Stop it.” I barked, drawing both of their stares. “I won’t hear that kind of talk in this house. Lex does not create or determine your worth; either of you.” I commanded, and both shrunk a little as they realized I was right. “It was fun. It was exactly what we hoped it would be, and then she left, showing exactly what she wanted to get from it. She didn’t stick around because she got what she came for.”
“She didn’t even orgasm.” Hannah squinted like I was the most obtuse person in the world. “How can you believe she left satisfied?”
I walked around the counter, picked her up by her waist, and kicked the stool out from under her. It clanged off the floor across the kitchen as I set her down firmly on the counter next to Knox. Her breath hitched as I wrapped my hand around the front of her neck and held her close to my face, so she had no choice but to listen.
“How many times have I gotten you off without taking pleasure in you physically?” I questioned, glancing down at Knox, where he shrugged with a smirk, “Or you?”
“Uh—” Hannah wondered, as she licked her lips in uncertainty.
“Too many to count, actually.” Knox replied. “Come to think of it, you do that a lot.”
“Because that’s what Dom’s do.” I growled, looking between the two of them. “We see to our partners, and take care of their needs, before all else. It’s not about our own sexual satisfaction. We find our satisfaction in pleasing you.”
“You think she found her satisfaction in making all three of us lose our minds to lust like we did?” Hannah questioned.
“I think she went home and made herself come over and over again to just the thought of how good you tasted on her lips as she pushed you over the edge of that first orgasm.”
“Or how good you tasted when she licked you off my lips.” Hannah replied with a small grin. “I don’t think she’s as repulsed by you as she wants you to think she is.”
“Darling, she derives pleasure from power.” I loosened my hold on her neck, “And controlling me is the biggest flex to her when she’s inside of our relationship. Nothing more. ”
“Maybe.” Knox stood up and pulled Hannah in for a kiss, lingering against her lips as he teased her before turning to me and doing the same. “But I know without a doubt that it made her wet when she tasted me off these perfect tits.” He reached over and slid his hand up Hannah’s oversized shirt and toyed with her bare nipples. “And I know I want to do it all over again soon.”
“Me too.” Hannah admitted, grinning at him as he played with her while she was still very much in my hold. “I just don’t know how to approach her without knowing exactly what she felt about it all.”
“Easy.” Knox grabbed her phone off the counter and opened it up while simultaneously grabbing his own phone and mashing at the screen.
“What are you doing?” Hannah asked, trying to lean over and see what our tricky boyfriend was doing, though I had a pretty good idea.
“There.” Knox made a show of locking Hannah’s phone and holding out his own between us to see a text message he just sent.
Tallman’s Tavern. 8 P.M. Show up if you want more of last night.
-Knox
“Oh my god, you did not.” Hannah shrieked, swatting him. “That’s such a dude move!”
“So?” He shrugged, and looked at me, “Oh, like you weren’t trying to come up with a way to get our girl round two yourself.”
“I was brainstorming, though I can’t say as I would have done it exactly that way.” I tilted my head to the side, seeing the reason behind his impulsive move.
“You guys kill me sometimes,” Hannah groaned, rubbing her forehead with her hand, “She’s going to think I’m desperate or deranged. It’s cardinal rule number one! Girls don’t call first after the first hook up!”
“Uh, excuse me,” Knox shuddered, “How the fuck would you know anything about any of that exactly?”
“And did you forget that Lex is a woman too?” I pointed out, talking reason through Knox’s flare for dramatics. “Maybe she was waiting for one of us to reach out first.”
“Not a chance.” Hannah shook her head as panic filled her body.
Ding !
Knox’s phone alerted to a new message, cutting her off and surprising us all. He opened the message, grinning like the cat that ate the fucking canary, and then held his phone out for us.
See you there.
-Xo
“Holy fuck.” Hannah whispered, sagging on the counter as we all paused in a bit of shock. I didn’t think Knox’s plan had a chance in hell of working. Yet it did. “Holy fuck.” She repeated.
“You’d better make sure you have a sexy as fuck outfit for the occasion.” I drew her attention back to me, kissing her sensually until she leaned into me and gave into the trap I was laying. “Because I’m the one making the wagers tonight, and I won’t fold in the face of danger.”
Despite being a Sunday night, the place was crowded.
I took another drink off my beer as I watched Hannah lean over the pool table and line up her shot.
Fucking hell, she looked sexy. I wasn’t dumb enough to think she wore that outfit for me, but I was sure as fuck going to enjoy the show, knowing I was the lucky cuss taking her home in it.
She wore a bright pink tank top that hugged her body like a second skin. It wasn’t low cut, but it hugged her tits and every time she bent over, they swelled over the top of the fabric, and I wondered if they would actually pop out or not. So I stared, every single time. Her ass cheeks peeked out from beneath the frayed white cut-offs, and the hot pink cowboy boots she wore matched perfectly. Her hair was up off her neck in a twist and I wanted nothing more than to grab a handful of it and drag her against my body for taste.
She was breathtaking .
And she was horny. Her skin was flushed, and she glanced at the door and the old Budweiser clock over my shoulder every ten seconds in anticipation.
It was eight fifteen, making Lex officially late. But I wasn’t worried, because there wasn’t a person on the earth that could stay away when Hannah’s sweet little body was offered for the taking.
Knox was a ball of sexual tension as well, pacing back and forth as he waited for his turn. He was normally more in control of himself than that, but I guess it made sense that he’d be keyed up waiting for her arrival tonight, given that just last night, Alexi Donovan had wrapped her hand around his cock and stroked it.
She purposely left me out last night, and she did it as a form of punishment because of how much she disliked me. But she didn’t realize that while she was busy playing with Hannah and teasing Knox, I had nothing to do but watch her.
To study her.
To memorize her.
And when she wasn’t paying attention, she let her guard slip just enough that I could learn some things about her. Things I bet most people didn’t know at all.
Things I bet she wouldn’t want me, of all people, to have figured out.
And I planned to keep them to myself until the right time to use them in my favor.
“Oh, come on,” Hannah whined, as her ball banked hard to the left and bounced off the rail, missing the pocket she was aiming for. “Ugh.” She pursed her lips and looked at the clock over my shoulder again.
“She’ll be here.” Knox tried reassuring her, as he watched her get more and more deflated with each minute that passed.
“What if she doesn’t show?” She asked, looking at me for guidance. Before I could even give it to her, I noticed how more than a few heads in the bar careened around other patrons as they all tried to get a glimpse of something by the front door.
“She’s here.” I announced to the two of them even though I couldn’t see proof of it. I could feel her .
There wasn’t anyone else in the world that would cause that many bargoers to rubber neck. As if on cue, Lex’s head popped out in a clearing down on the main floor as she searched the busy bar for us.
As if she could feel my eyes on her, she glanced up and the second her dark eyes found mine, my cock stirred from the electricity in the stare from fifty feet away.
“Jesus fuck.” Knox groaned, sliding up next to me to catch a glimpse of her as she walked around the dance floor, grabbing everyone’s attention, before disappearing into the stairwell that would bring her to the second floor. “I’m already hard.”
Hannah slid her hand into mine and I looked down at her, giving the woman of my dreams my full attention, even as I felt Lex’s presence as she got closer.
“Just say the word and we don’t have to do this.” Hannah said, squeezing my hand as she stared up at me with hesitation. “You gave me more than enough last night, Brody. I know this isn’t the easiest thing for you—”
“Look who showed up after all,” Knox interrupted my reply as we all looked over to Lex approaching the pool table in the corner that we occupied. “Glad you did.”
Lex hitched her hip against the table and crossed her arms under her big ass tits as she tipped her head to the side, giving him one of her deep dimple grins that made it hard for me to think straight. “I like to make an entrance.”
“I like your entrance.” He nodded, making a show of taking in her over the top outfit as Hannah clung to me.
Lex was wearing a black and white baseball shirt, which had a rip down the front to where her bra clasped, allowing a bit of red lace to peek out over the jagged frayed edges. It reminded me of the dress from last night. The feminine lace contrasted the sharp edges of her personality and style, leaving me aching to tear it from her body. The chest piece she had tattooed from her jaw down was on full display with her shirt open that far and I spent way too much time admiring the way it covered the skin between her tits. Her black cutoff jean shorts had chains hanging from her back pocket to the front and her wide fish net stockings clung to her thick thighs all the way down to those chunky black combat boots she wore the day I first met her on the side of the road.
The ones I had scoffed at in judgment. Since then, I’d had two dreams of her with her legs pinned to her chest, wearing nothing but those boots.
And both times in those fantasies, Hannah had been riding her face as I fucked Lex like I hated her.
Which I did.
That didn’t mean I didn’t want to fuck the daylights out of her, though.
“Hey.” Hannah gave her a timid smile and a quick wave as her hesitation made it awkward.
But Lex didn’t hold it against her, “Hey, pretty girl.” Lex nodded to Hannah’s outfit. “I love your boots.”
“Thanks,” Hannah giggled lightly, relaxing a little as Lex didn’t let her hesitation fester. “I like yours.”
I scoffed and rolled my eyes, “You wouldn’t even be able to lift your legs if you wore those things.” I flicked my eyes down to the offensive things and caught the way Lex’s eyes tightened slightly.
“Glad to see you’re as grumpy as ever.” She blew me off and turned to Knox. “Thanks for the invite.”
“No problem.” He shrugged, sitting on the edge of a barstool, and holding a pool stick between his legs like he wasn’t as anxious as Hannah. “Figured maybe you were doing the honorable thing and giving us the chance to make the first move.”
Lex’s dimples deepened. “Is that what you thought I was doing?” She looked back over at Hannah and licked her lips suggestively, “Interesting.”
“What were you doing, then?” Hannah asked, stepping forward to lean against the table, cutting the distance between me and the other woman. I didn’t let the gap bristle at my nerves like it should have. Because in reality, I wanted Hannah to be comfortable around Lex, but more than anything, I wanted Lex to welcome Hannah warmly, without reluctance or reservation.
I needed Hannah to understand how downright irresistible she was, and that she was the prize in the situation .
Lex tilted her head to the side like a psychopathic chucky doll as she took a couple of seductive steps toward Hannah. “I deliberately gave you space and time, hoping that your thoughts of me would grow until you couldn’t resist seeing me again. I couldn’t take the chance of reaching out and you letting your reservations talk you out of this. So, I needed to wait until you couldn’t resist.”
“Well, that took all of five minutes after you left last night.” Hannah sighed, opening herself up for the woman in ways I’d never seen before. “I thought maybe you didn’t enjoy yourself.”
“Hannah, Hannah, Hannah.” Lex tsked her tongue and took one last step forward until their bodies were just barely touching. “You have no idea how many times I’ve played with myself since leaving that room last night, thinking about how fucking good it was with you.” Hannah whimpered softly and my body tightened painfully as Lex grinned at her. “Kiss me hello, Hannah.”
I watched as Hannah glanced around the busy bar briefly before throwing caution to the wind. She leaned in and pressed her lips to Lex’s, and from my perfect vantage point, I got to see the way her body melted into her touch as Lex tilted her head and deepened it.
“I’m a goner.” Knox grunted, shaking his head as he stared at them. “I need more.”
The girls pulled back and Lex grinned over at him as she slid her free hand around Hannah’s waist, pressing their hips together.
It was incredible watching Hannah giving herself so freely to Lex in ways she had never done with anyone besides Knox and I. We were used to a certain amount of creepy people watching us when we were out together as a throuple, but after so many years, it stopped catching our attention at all.
However, it was daring to kiss a woman, while the two of us watched after them with longing, especially a woman as unconventional as Lex.
But maybe our good girl wanted to be bad for a while.
And I was more than happy to let her test that theory as long as I got to watch.
“Do you want to play some pool?” Hannah asked Lex .
“I could be tempted,” Lex smirked, hinting at a double meaning. However, before she explained what kind of temptation would be required to get her to play, she looked over at me and assessed my capabilities. “Think you can hulk your way through the crowd so I can get to the bar for a drink?”
It wasn’t what I was expecting her to say, and I hated being caught off guard. “I can get you a drink, what do you want?”
“I’ll get it.” She slid her hand off Hannah’s hip and quickly gave her a peck on the lips before walking backward toward the staircase she just came up. “Could just use your help to get through.”
I didn’t make her ask twice, considering I knew Alexi Donovan didn’t ask for help often. And she hated asking me for anything even more. I nodded to Knox, “Keep an eye on our girl.”
“Always.” He smirked, looking off after Lex as she started walking down the stairs without waiting to see if I was following. She was the most stubborn woman in the world.
“I’ll be right back.” I leaned down to kiss Hannah, and she surprised me when she slid her hands around the back of my head and held me to her, deepening the kiss unsarcastically. “Don’t let her rattle you.” She smiled up at me after dropping back down onto the flat of her feet. “I don’t know what her plan is completely, but something tells me she’s going to push your buttons.”
“Wouldn’t surprise me if she did.” I grinned and then walked off after the illusive woman.
Game fucking on, Alexi.