19. Anticipation
19
ANTICIPATION
KURTIS
I probably look ridiculous sitting at the window, watching and waiting for Evan and Tessa’s return from their date, but I can’t help it.
Did they hook up? Did it fall apart before it even began?
I hope he made a good impression, because if he didn’t win her over, then the odds of me getting a shot to charm her are slim to none. Tessa won’t keep moving forward with this polycule idea if Evan isn’t part of it. She would just go back to only dating Dante.
I wouldn’t blame her.
I think the only way it makes sense for her to date me is if I was part of a larger group. I’m bad boyfriend material. I’m broken. I’ve never really dated anyone.
I have no idea what I’m doing.
She wouldn’t want me on my own.
As I watch them park and walk up to the front door, their arms interlocked, my heart flips with joy. He’s winning her over.
I have a chance then too.
They’re laughing. I wait for the jealousy to take over as I watch them kiss at the front steps.
But nothing rears its ugly head. No, I’m turned on. I want to be part of it, but not in an envious way.
I’m happy for them. This is a recent development for me. I’ve often felt jealous and angry when life didn’t work out the way I wanted it to.
If Dante’s watching from his window, does he feel happy for her or angry?
“What are you doing?” Dante barks from behind me. “Are you part puppy? Or stalker?”
“Puppy-stalker? Or stalker puppy?” I shrug. “Either works. What sounds cuter?”
Dante grabs me by the elbow and guides me back toward the gaming room. “We can’t intrude on their time. Give them some damned space.”
I pull my arm out of his hold and eye Dante, wondering how he really feels about all this. “It doesn’t bug you?”
“Does it bug you?” he deflects.
“No. Surprisingly, it doesn’t. But I don’t have a leg to stand on since I haven’t even had a date with her yet.”
Dante sighs and falls into an easy chair, picking up the beer he must have left behind when he grabbed me. “It doesn’t bug me as much as I thought it might. I suppose I really do love her and want her to be happy… even if it means she’s with other guys.”
“Does it help? That it’s with Evan?” I ask.
“I think it does. I love you both like brothers. Not that I know what that feels like since I never had brothers.” He chuckles.
“Same. I love you… like a brother,” I say with emphasis.
Dante picks up what I’m saying without words. “Not that it’s any of my business, but are you into Evan too?”
My cheeks heat with shyness—which isn’t like me.
Before I have time to answer, Tessa and Evan stroll by the open archway of the den on their way to the kitchen. She stops when she sees us.
“Hi.” Tessa bites her lip and looks at Dante through her long lashes. It’s the most timid I’ve seen her.
It’s clear as day… they fooled around on their date. The way both of them have their hair mussed. They’re drenched in the smell of sex.
“You’re welcome to join us,” Evan suggests. “We’re just going to grab a nightcap and something sweet.”
I perk up and jump to my feet. “Sounds cool.”
Dante stands, and the room goes silent as he slowly stalks across the room toward Tessa. He reminds me of a leopard, the way his hips and shoulders move. His eyes locked onto his prey.
Tessa shivers ever so slightly.
Dante towers over her and leans in, one hand cupping her round hip and the other tilting her face up to look at him. “You have fun, babe?”
“Yes,” she whispers.
“Was he good to you?” His voice is almost a growl, a promise of violence if the answer is no.
“He was.”
“Did he make you come on his cock before he filled you with his cum?”
“Holy shit,” she whimpers.
I glance at Evan, who is standing right behind her. The two huge guys sandwich her between them, and it’s a fucking delicious sight. Her face turns pink, and she tries to avert her eyes and avoid the question.
“Answer me, baby,” he says calmly.
And damn if my dick isn’t hard as fuck right now.
From behind her, Evan wraps his large hand around her throat, right under her jaw, and lifts so she’s facing Dante again. “Tell him how good I fucked you.”
There’s a moment of odd tension. Then she swallows the nerves bubbling up inside her. Something powerful flashes in her eyes. “He made me come on his fingers and then I claimed his cock in the woods.”
“Good.” Dante crashes his mouth down onto hers.
Evan is still holding her in position, but he’s allowing Dante to take the lead.
His eyes greedily take in the passionate sight, and then he darts his gaze to me. He gives me a smirk, like he knows some wonderful secret.
I suppose he does. He knows what Tessa tastes like and how she feels milking his cock. But it seems like there’s so much more than that in his expression.
When they break the kiss, I’m on pins and needles, wondering what happens next. The sexual tension in the room makes me think it could turn into an orgy.
As much as I want that, I don’t want to rush things with Tessa. I want to establish our relationship on our own before we indulge in any team-building exercises.
Tessa sags back into Evan’s arms when Dante releases her.
Then Dante brushes his thumb over her lip and smiles. “Have a good rest of your night.” He looks at me.
I begin to follow him out when Tessa grasps my hand. “Hey,” she says simply, checking in on me without making it a big thing.
I squeeze her hand gently. “Are you free tomorrow to do something with me?” I ask.
“Yeah. After work around seven?”
“Perfect.”
I leave them to their date and follow Dante up the stairs.
“Holy shit, dude. That was hot as fuck,” I murmur to him.
“I have to admit it was.” He gives me a subtle smile as he heads into his room. “Perhaps this really was a good thing. Time will tell.”
I retire to my bedroom to strangle my cock, thinking about fucking Tessa in every combination and position until it explodes. I have to say, as much as I want her one on one, I’m wickedly turned on by the thought of sharing her with Evan and even Dante. All three are so hot it almost burns to look directly at them. Add naked and fucking? My brain might burst into flames.
I fall asleep with a lazy grin on my face.
A hand on my cock wakes me in the morning.
And it’s not mine.
Am I awake? Or dreaming?
The intoxicating scent of Evan’s aftershave hits my nose, and I inhale deeply, stretching into the fist wrapping tighter around my hard dick.
He begins to stroke me, brushing over my balls, and I crack open my eyes to see him watching my face for a reaction.
Then my memories flood my mind. Tessa. Him .
“Wait!” I clamp my hand over his, not removing it from my aching cock, but stilling him so I can focus. “What about Tessa?”
He smirks and drags his nose over mine. “She’s cool with us. She encourages the idea.”
“Really?” My heart leaps inside my chest, and my cock twitches with happiness. Or need. Either way, it’s on board with all of this.
“Yes, really.” Evan claims my mouth with his and I gasp. He uses that moment to plunder my mouth with his tongue.
Ohmyfuckinggods. He’s kissing me!
My brain shuts off. My protests evaporate.
What protests? Oh yeah, none.
“Hold on to the headboard,” Evan commands.
My hands fly to hold on to the slats above my head.
Evan yanks my boxer briefs off and admires my naked body for a moment. I feel so exposed. I know he’s seen me in the showers plenty of times, but it isn’t the same thing.
“Would you like me to suck your cock?” Evan asks.
“Dammit, yes. I would.”
“Good.” Evan gives me an evil smirk. “I’ll do it after you’ve won over Tessa.”
I groan as he slips out of the room, leaving my cock throbbing with need.
“Bastard,” I mutter. But I get the sense he knew I didn’t want to mess up my time with her tonight. Just in case she doesn’t really approve… of me… or of Evan and me together.
Gripping my dick, I finish the job, thinking about kissing Tessa, playing with her perfect breasts, and finally entering the holy land of her pussy.
I come with a grunt and I’m left wholly unsatisfied. I don’t think I can rely on Faithful Righty any more for my relief.