Trading with the Boys

Thirty

SERENA

“I was downstairs doing a little work and I got hungry,” Cole went on, as casually if he hadn’t just caught us screwing the couch halfway across the room. “So I came up for something like I usually do. But I sure didn’t expect this.”

He took a step into the room, wearing beat-up cargo pants and an overly-tight T-shirt. The kind you grow out of and then use as a work shirt, because getting it dirty doesn’t matter anymore.

“You know I figured it was probably one of you,” Cole went on, pointing between Tate and Jacob. His face registered mild amusement. “But damn. Both? I definitely didn’t see this coming.”

I felt like I should cover up. Do something. Do anything! Instead I just crouched there, with Jacob still buried inside me. His hands frozen in place on my hips, like he’d been caught stealing.

Cole took another step, then another. He locked eyes with me, and crossed over to where my forearms rested on the arm of the couch.

“How does she feel?” he asked.

“Incredible,” Jacob replied.

He let out a breath of admiration, or perhaps jealousy. Then he bent his knees, bringing us face to face. “I knew she would.”

So far he’d been addressing the others. Now he looked directly at me.

“Complicated, huh?”

For some reason I laughed. It was a nervous laugh, but a good one nonetheless.

“I… well…”

He stared at me, and for a moment I forgot everything but him. I remembered our dance together. The feel of his lips, crushed against mine. I could remember how safe I’d felt with his arms wrapped around me, dancing and kissing as I whimpered into his mouth…

“I can do complicated,” Cole said matter-of-factly.

With that he took my chin between two rough fingers and kissed me, sending a shiver of electricity jolting through my body. His mouth churned scorchingly against mine, moving with every bit as much passion and fire as when we were on the dance floor together… maybe even more.

As the kiss continued, I found myself letting go. My body relaxed. My eyes fluttered closed so I could enjoy the pure manly worked-all-day scent of him, and the taste of his tongue, sliding against mine.

Serena!

And then I felt it; the slow bump of movement again. The gentle squeeze of Jacob’s hands on my hips as he began bouncing me back and forth, screwing me from behind with deep, agonizing slowness, so as not to break the all new spell forged between Cole and I.

HOLY SHI—

My eyes blinked open as I realized what was happening. I was being ridden again! I was still there on my hands and knees, only now I was kissing Cole and reaching out for him. Caressing his face with the backs of my knuckles, and then using that same hand to reach out for his hard, beautiful body.

You can’t be doing this!

Cole pulled back just long enough to shrug out of his shirt. He pulled me tightly against his bare chest, holding me there. Then he bent to kiss my face all over, gently and lovingly, while Jacob continued having his way with me.

This is—

I’d completely forgotten about Tate until he slid beneath me, closing his mouth over one of my swaying breasts. The added stimulation caused me to gasp in surprise, but then moan in pleasure.

“This… this is crazy,” I somehow murmured aloud. “How can I possibly—”

“Do you want this?”

Cole was asking the question now. He’d stopped kissing me for a second, his lips still barely brushing mine.

“All three of you?” I pleaded.