CHAPTER 12
I managed to juggle them over the next month or so. It was mostly Cole that was in my bed, but I met up with Brett a couple times in a hotel, managing not to get caught because Cole was so busy with football. I lucked out, but I felt guilty every day that passed.
It hit home when Cole was holding me after sex one night and kissed my nose. “I love you,” he told me as I smiled and felt ice slide through my veins.
“You do?” I asked as I knew inside that I loved him as well. I loved him, but I was hurting him every time I was with his dad.
“Yeah,” Cole replied, leaving a pause as he stared at me. “I thought that we could tell our parents about us over Christmas. Dad knows I’m with someone, but I haven’t admitted who yet.”
“Think they’ll be mad?” I asked as I looked at Cole. His eyes showed me that he was aware that I hadn’t returned his affection, along with the pain at the knowledge.
“I hope not if we mean as much to one another as I’d like to think we do,” he said as I sighed and pulled him closer.
“I care so much for you, Cole. You have to know about that. I’m just getting used to how we are now,” I explained as I kissed him.
“I do, but I just thought…” He shook his head. “I’m not going to pressure you. We still have some time before we go.”
I was officially worried about the trip for Christmas now. Brett and I were showing no signs of slowing down, and Cole seemed to be getting more serious about me by the day. I knew that I was getting in deep and I tried to focus on upcoming tests instead of my uncertain future.
We drove in separate cars since Cole had time with his mom as well. He split up the holidays now and would sleep at both places while I stayed at Brett and Mom’s house. It was very typical of divorced, blended families but I had to wonder how many of them were as chaotic as our blend. I could only hope for the best as I made the drive and finally pulled into the driveway.
Mom always decorated beautifully. This year was no different, and I looked around the house with a smile as I smelled the cinnamon in the air. “Hello?” I called out as I set the bag down and looked at the tall tree that was loaded with presents.
“Larisa,” Brett called from the kitchen as I let out a sigh.
“Hey,” I greeted him as I walked in and saw him seasoning some steaks for dinner.
“I’m glad you’re here. We’re alone tonight since Cole is with his mom and your mom is out of town for a couple nights.” She was always out of town, and I knew what would happen as a result. I looked him over, dressed in worn jeans and a fitted Henley that brought out his eyes.
I helped him with the meal, comparing the night with the one I might spend with Cole. They were both good men deep down, but I knew that I’d have to make the choice at some point.
I let Brett lead me to my room that night. We never used his-theirs. Oddly enough, that felt wrong, but this here in my bed was acceptable somehow. Twisted, I know.
The sex was hot and rough, just the way he knew I liked it. I talked him into not sleeping in there, just in case Cole came here and caught us. It was a legitimate excuse even if I wasn’t with Cole.
I woke up the next day, knowing that Brett had to work. I pulled on a robe and wandered into the kitchen to make some coffee and a small breakfast as I watched some television. I ended up moving up the channel list to find some of the porn channels activated as my mouth dropped open. I put my plate on the table and went over the titles, trying to figure out what film was about what.
Admittedly, I’d never watched this apart from my phone from time to time. More now than before, since the guys I was with made me horny all of the time. I let out a breath and relaxed against the cushions as I decided on something and clicked on the channel. It was a ménage film, and I took in the woman with two men as I wondered what it might be like with father and son for a guilty moment. God, what a bad thought as I watched the woman take one man into her mouth as the other leaned in to taste her. I compared them in my mind as I slipped my hand up my thigh and over my pussy. Brett would feel good filling my mouth while Cole bent me over to take me from behind and I stroked myself to the thought. Oh, God, I was wet.
I was moving fast and hard against my clit, entranced by the movie when I looked up to see Cole watching me. I whimpered as he stepped forward and looked at the screen. “Is that a fantasy of yours, Ris?” He dropped to his knees and told me to finish as he watched intently. I stroked fast and hard before I started to shudder and he covered me with his mouth and brought me closer to the edge. He yanked open the robe, and my nipples peaked in the cold air as I moaned his name.
I knew by now that Cole liked me to touch myself and I slid my hands up to pinch tightly as he kept licking and sucking me. I liked the pain, and I pulled as he watched me with dark eyes as he bit down on me. “Oh, fuck,” I cried out as I rocked forward and exploded. “Cole, oh God.”
I looked at the screen at the woman being double penetrated as I grabbed his head and held him there. He dragged out my orgasms beautifully, and I closed my eyes as I enjoyed the waves of pleasure. Cole finally pulled away to kiss me, and I held him close as I tasted myself on his lips. “What are you doing here?” I asked as he pulled away for a moment to look down my body.
“I wanted to see you,” Cole admitted as he looked back at the television. “What the fuck are you doing? Are you alone?”
“Yeah, I was flipping through, and I got curious,” I told him as he kissed me again. I hadn’t showered since the night before, but I was pretty sure that Brett hadn’t left any marks on me. “Someone has me all worked up these days.”
“Is it me or my son that you prefer?” The voice came from the kitchen, and we both turned to see Brett staring at us.
“What?” Cole asked as he tried to cover me with his body as Brett laughed.
“I’ve seen it. I’ve done it all,” he assured Cole as I started to feel the bottom drop out from under me. “It seems that you have as well.” His eyes locked with mine as I pleaded with him to stop this, but I watched him slide his hand down over the tent in his pants. “She looks like she needs a good fucking to me.” The people in the movie were fucking hard and fast as she let out loud moans and the guys slapped against her body with theirs.
“What the fuck?” Cole asked as he pressed against me through his pants. He was hard, and I took that chance to kiss him as he paused for a moment. His tongue met mine as I lost myself in the kiss and he ran his hands over my body. “Do you want this?” His voice was a whisper and I nodded as he looked at me with worried eyes.
I kissed him again, and Cole moved me onto the couch to where I was laying back on it. He tossed my robe to the side, and I heated up as I felt their eyes on me together, tracing every curve hungrily. “Touch yourself,” Brett ordered me as he sat down on the couch with his eyes locked between my legs. I reached down and met his gaze as I stroked my swollen clit, wetter than I’d ever been in my life. I touched and stroked as I moaned and looked up to see Cole watching me hungrily.
Oh, God, I was going to hell.
We ended up in my room the same movie on the television and my body draped over the bed. I’d already come with my fingers inside of me downstairs, and I felt dazed and needy as I watched Cole lift off his shirt as he sat beside me and stroked my hair back. Brett was at the other end as he stripped and I watched him as he spread my legs. “This wet pussy is driving me crazy,” he murmured, so caught up in staring at me that he didn’t seem to notice his son watching. He stroked me slowly as he met my eyes and saw my reaction. “So pink and swollen,” Brett leaned in to taste me, and I moaned as I felt Cole’s hand over my breast as I looked up at him. He was as needy as I was and he stared at me as I rocked against Brett and whimpered softly.
Cole moved only to drop his pants, and I watched as he moved beside me while I turned my head. I could just take him this way, and he slid inside as he grabbed my head. “Fuck her mouth,” Brett said before he dragged me between his teeth and held my hips.
I didn’t know what was happening in the movie, but I heard moans and cries as I added to the sounds. The feeling of my clit held prisoner by Brett while Cole slid in and out of my mouth was overwhelming, and I felt pleasure taking over as a release flooded me, causing me to jerk and tighten around Cole as he shot deep into my throat. I swallowed what I could, but some ran down my cheek as I felt Cole pull out and Brett pull away, leaving me empty as I reached out.
I was moved onto my stomach and felt someone spread my legs while another pair of hands cupped my face. I knew that I was a mess as I opened my mouth and took the offering, not caring who it was as I felt something hard nudge against my opening. I wanted both of them in every way that I could have them, and I cried out as heat sliced through me and filled me. The man in front of me moved along with the one behind me, and I took them both, wantonly and without shame.