Desired (Wanted 6)

“So are mine,” I said, Gunner’s warning about Sunshine replaying in my mind. “I don’t really remember much about last night. What happened?” I asked, sitting down in the chair.

Rubbing the back of his neck, Josh said, “Um. Well, when I got here, you were pretty wasted already. Sunshine said she had given you a little something in your drink to relax you. I told her there was no way I was doing a threesome with my best friend.”

The breath I had been holding came rushing out. “Thank God.”

Josh frowned. “Yeah, well, don’t be too thankful. We may not have crossed swords, but you sat in that very chair and watched me fuck the girl six ways to Sunday.”

I gagged. Then got myself under control, then gagged again as the thought came back to me. “I’m so glad I don’t remember it.”

“Yeah, well, I do. I wasn’t the one wasted.”

“Oh really? Then how the fuck did you end up in the bed with me?”

Josh threw a pillow at me. “After I screwed her, I took a shower, and she went at it with you. When I came out, you were passed out in the bed. She was laying next to you, so I laid next to her. She must have left sometime after I fell asleep.”

“You think?” I shouted. “Why didn’t you get dressed?”

He shrugged. “I did. But, dude, when a hot chick wants to go down on you in the middle of the night, you discard the boxers.”

I swallowed hard. “I don’t think I want to be your friend anymore.”

Laughing, he asked, “Why? ’Cause I got blowed while you laid in the same bed passed the fuck out?”

“Yes! Why is that even a question for you?” I stood up and jumped around like I had the heebie-jeebies.

“You didn’t even know what was happening. It’s not like you took part in it. Christ, John

son, have you never had a threesome?”

“No! No, Hayes, I haven’t, and I sure as fuck never want to have one with you!”

He grinned. The bastard actually grinned. “Afraid I’d outfuck you? She’ll like me better than you? I can probably give you some pointers, no pun intended.”

My head dropped. “Christ almighty, why are we friends?”

“Listen, the important thing is there wasn’t a threesome, just a little peeky peeky on your part. It’s a damn shame; I’m sure I could have taught you a thing or two.”

“I swear to God if you didn’t have a towel hiding your junk and I didn’t have a blanket wrapped around me, I would beat the hell out of you.”

Josh shot me a smile that begged for me to punch him in the face. He cleared his throat and said, “Okay, we have a bigger problem here. Little Miss Sunshine took all our clothes, and I’m going to guess our wallets too.”

I groaned again. “Why didn’t I listen to Gunner?”

Josh was on the floor looking under the bed.

“What are you looking for?”

“My keys. If that bitch stole my truck, I’m going to kill her.”

I got up and walked over to the table that was by the door. “They’re right here with mine, as well as our driver’s licenses and a note.”

Josh walked up and grabbed the note. “Bitch,” he mumbled as he handed me the note.

Dear Josh and Jeff,

I can honestly say that was some of the best sex of my life. You’re both equally talented in the pleasure department. So that was a plus for me! It would have been fun if I could have been sandwiched between y’all, but it was hot having Jeff watch you fuck me, Josh.

I cringed. I never wanted that mental picture to resurface ever again.