Chapter Eleven
Hailey jerked to a stop inside the doorway of the kitchen when she caught sight of Drew at the sink, scrubbing potatoes and murmuring to Adam. She swallowed as her eyes roamed over his backside. Every square inch of him was muscle and hard, male arrogance.
She watched Adam grab the platter of chicken and walk out the back door. She smoothed her shirt down and cleared her throat as she casually walked to the refrigerator for carrots.
Drew looked at her sideways and smirked when he caught the rosy tinge on her cheeks. “Did you enjoy your bath, kitten?”
Hailey jerked at the nickname. No one had ever called her that, and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. She turned, holding the carrots in one hand, and closed the fridge door with the other. Her eyes narrowed on him, and she took a step forward. She stopped a few feet away and looked up at him.
“If I were you,” she gritted out in a saccharine sweet tone. “I’d be nice to me if you want me to ... like you.”
His eyes widened at her guts. He almost laughed in delight. He dropped the potato in the sink, turned, and crowded her against the counter. He enjoyed her look of panic and the squeak of surprise at his maneuver before he bent and slapped his hands down on either side of her to keep her contained.
“You know what, kitten? I think you already like me ... like, a lot.”
She scowled at him and tried to push past him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. The guy was solid muscle and even bigger than her husband. She tried to back up as much as she could against an unyielding counter and lifted her chin.
“Maybe,” she shrugged and tried to act blasé. “Maybe not.”
Drew chuckled and stood, staring down at her.
“Maybe after dinner, we can experiment?” he murmured softly.
She shook her head. “I’ve got too much work to do. You boys will have to entertain each other.”
Her eyes widened in disbelief when Drew took a step back, giving her room to move away. Before she got a foot away, he stopped her with a hand on her arm. “Letting you run away won’t happen very often, so don’t get used to it.”
Hailey sniffed in disdain and gave him a cool look. “I’m not running. I have carrots to get ready.”
Drew just smirked and went back to the potatoes.
Hailey rolled her eyes when he turned away from her. Could she have been lamer? Carrots to get ready?
The night was pleasant, and there were no undercurrents, so she was able to relax and enjoy the time with the guys.
After the three had cleaned up their dinner, the guys sat down on the sofa and watched a game, while she went back into her office to get more work done.
She had no idea how much time had passed when Adam came to the door.
“It’s time for bed, love.”
She nodded, shut down the computer, and organized the desk before standing and taking her husband's hand.
Adam turned off the light and led her up the stairs.
She looked around and couldn’t see Drew but was afraid to ask about his whereabouts.
An hour later, Hailey lay in Adam’s arms, staring up at the ceiling. Her mind wouldn’t settle enough for her to be able to fall asleep.
She couldn’t get the image of what happened that afternoon out of her head. When Drew had a finger inside of her cunt, it had felt as big as a cock, and she’d been so close to begging him to pleasure her.
She was already attracted to Drew. She’d tried to ignore it, but now it was impossible since she found out that both men wanted her as their wife.
What would it be like to go to bed every night with a man on each side of her? She’d never feel a smidgeon of coldness again, that was for sure. Then the thought of having both men fuck her at the same time made her cervix spasm in need.
Could she handle both men? Sometimes Adam would stay at her all night because he couldn't get enough of her. What if both men did that? Hell, there were so many questions she had, but she knew she’d have her answers in time—she just had to be patient and not let them bulldoze her.
The next few days were a test of her determination, but her resolve was faltering.
The sexual tension grew until she found herself unable to sleep even after her husband made her come several times.
The jagged edge of hot lust built until just being in the room with Drew made it impossible for her to take normal breaths.
It made it radically worse when every chance he got, he touched her or pressed up against her.
One afternoon, she’d been on her way to get a glass of water in the kitchen to take back to her office when he snuck up behind her and cornered her. He had his hands braced on either side of her shoulders as he had her pinned to the wall.
He let her feel his heat before pressing one leg between hers to lodge up against her pussy. He bent for a kiss, and she turned her head away. He smiled and went for her neck.
Hailey couldn’t prevent the garbled moan that ripped from her throat.
“Mmm, you like that, don’t you, kitten?”
Hailey tried to shake her head and push against his chest.
He continued to nibble and bite at her neck and shoulder, press his leg against her wet, needy cunt, and drag a hand down to encase one of her breasts.
Every breath of his musky, outdoorsy smell made her need grow exponentially until it was a ball of pain growing in her lower stomach and sending little sparks throughout her body.
“Jesus, woman,” he growled against her neck, which sent a shiver down her body. “I need you so fucking bad. When are you going to give in? You know you want me, too.” He went back to kissing her and licking her neck. “What’s holding you back, baby?”
Hailey shook her head, and at the same time, ran her hands over his chest and pressed and twisted her pussy against his leg as she tried to get the friction she needed on her clit to send her over.
“I ... I can’t.” She moaned and tilted her head to the side to give him better access to her neck. In one part of her mind, she knew she was being contradictory, saying no while humping his leg.
As Drew’s teeth scraped along her neck, he pinched at her nipple, ripping a startled grunt from her.
“I can make you feel so good. Don’t you want me eating your sweet cream?” he said seductively against her neck. “Don’t you want my tongue, fingers, and cock in your tight pussy, sweetheart?”
Hailey moaned as a throbbing began to build inside of her. She pressed against him, at the same time shaking her head, but she knew she was caving, unable to fight him at that moment.
“Come on, kitten. Just give me a little taste.”
“Oh, fuck,” Adam spat out as he came around the corner and all but ran into them. “I’m sorry...”
Hailey sputtered and tore herself away from Drew. She stared back and forth as her breath billowed out of her lungs. She gave a single cry, turned, and ran into her office and slammed the door shut behind her.
****
Drew ran a hand down his face and grimaced before roaming lower to adjust his aching cock.
“I really am sorry.”
Drew nodded, unable to take his eyes off the office door.
Adam grinned. “Hey, it definitely looked promising. She won’t be able to hold out too much longer.”
“God, I fucking hope so, because I’m so damn tired of my own fist and cold showers.”
Adam slapped him on the shoulder. “Very soon, brother,” Adam said and walked off toward the stairs.
“It better be,” Drew murmured under his breath.
He’d never been this wound tight before, and it was affecting his everyday living.
He didn’t know how much longer he could go without sinking into her tight pussy.
He had craved this woman for years, and now that he was finally near her, she ran like a scared rabbit.
He was losing sleep, his appetite, and his patience.
If he didn’t know beyond a shade of a doubt that she wanted him, he would have come to terms with it somehow. But every needy look she gave him sent his lust exceedingly higher than he ever thought possible, until he almost orgasmed with one touch of her softness.
He swallowed back a groan and headed for the stairs and another cold shower.