Submit (Double Delights 2)

“I do think she wants you, man,” I told him. “But, Kayla wants to play. I know this is an awkward conversation but did she want to talk, like dirty, when you fucked.”

Daniel sighed. “Yes. Very.”

“Last night she imagined two guys at once. I think she would be up for that.”

“Do you want me to hit you again?” Daniel sneered.

“Hear me out. Kayla thinks she ruined everything by sleeping with us both. We both want her, so why don’t we share?”

“Fuck, Parker. This is too much for me to take in right now.”

“I know. But I’ve been thinking about this all day. I don’t think we should make her choose. Not right now anyway. We could give her the world between us. I don’t know how long I’m gonna stay around here, but for now, as long as you don’t kick me out after this, I’m staying.

“How did she imagine two guys?”

“She dirty talked that she was being watched by one guy while with another. Then the mystery guy came in and fucked her. Of course, both were me but we could make her fantasies a reality.”

Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose. “I need time to think on this. I’m going to go swim and I’ll probably stay in the pool house tonight. Promise me

you won’t go near Kayla this evening. If you do I will throw you the fuck out, after I beat you to a pulp.”

“I promise. We all need time to puzzle this out. I’m gonna go out, find a pool game somewhere.”

I left my seat and shortly after, I left the house for a while.

Chapter 8

Daniel

I needed to be away from them both for a while. My pool house tonight was my respite. I swam until I could hardly lift myself from the pool. My thoughts were full of images of Kayla fucking Parker. Had I meant so little to her that just a few so little time after we had sex, she banged him too? I collapsed with exhaustion on my bed but sleep wouldn’t come. Could I share her? It was a stupid question. If that was the only way to have her in my life then, of course, I would. What was she getting from Parker though that was lacking in me? I felt like half a man. I wondered if she was waiting for me in her bed, whether the headache was fake, or whether she really had one from trying to puzzle all this out. Tomorrow, we sorted this. I needed some peace of mind. Kayla needed to tell me what she wanted from me. Tell me why she slept with Parker. I deserved the truth, whether it killed me or not.

I’d had dreams. The gallery was taking off and I was considering opening another one. Eventually, I saw it as a small chain, similar to how my tattoo parlors had run. Kayla was so talented at sales. She was a top Realtor at Greens in Brooklyn. So my imagination had her swapping real estate for art. Building the business for a few years and then I wanted her pregnant. So full of my seed that it took and made a baby. My cock got hard and I jerked off to thoughts of filling her with my spunk. It relaxed me enough that I finally dropped off to sleep.

I should have known that Kayla would think it weird for me to stay over at the pool house. She walked in with a mug of coffee the following morning and sat down at the end of my bed.

“He said he told you. He should have let me do that myself.”

I sat up against the covers. Thank god at some point I had cooled down and got inside them so she couldn’t see my naked cock.

“It doesn’t matter who told me. I’m just glad I know.”

“Do you hate me?” She looked at me with tears welling in her eyes.

“I could never hate you, Kayla. I, I love you.”

She came up closer to me on the bed. “I love you too, Daniel. I think I always have. But I find Parker hot. I couldn’t help myself. I need you but I want him.”

I gathered her into my arms. She curled up, all soft skin and freckles.

“We’ll work it out, Kayla. I’m not letting you go now that I have you.”

“Thank god.” She said and the tears began to fall. “I thought I ruined everything.”

“It’s not ruined. It’s just different. With any relationship there are no guarantees, you have to see how it goes. This is the same. Except this time, for now, there appears to be three of us.”

“I’m a slut.”

“No, you’re not. It’s unconventional. Have we ever been anything else?”