Authors: Kelly Jamieson
The door opened and shut. They dragged their mouths apart to look at Tyler, walking toward them in those sexy, low-slung jeans, the muscles of his abs outlined and disappearing in a V below the open waistband. Any woman who’d run into him in the hall had gotten a treat.
He lifted a brow at seeing them kissing but said nothing, tossing several bags onto the bed. From under one arm he pulled out two bottles of water.
Nick pushed up and reached for a bag. “Chips. Excellent.”
“Plain and all-dressed. And Doritos.”
The guys ripped open the bags and they sat there, Tyler cross-legged and bare-chested on the end of the bed, Nick still in his underwear and her naked with a sheet over her, devouring the junk food. God, Doritos had never tasted so good.
And then something struck her.
The hotel room had only one bed. The hotel room that Tyler and Nick were sharing.
Her fuzzy brain sharpened, thoughts coming together, and she paused with a chip halfway to her mouth. She tipped her head to one side, looked from Tyler to Nick and back again.
“What?” Tyler mumbled.
She swallowed. “I just noticed something.”
“What?”
“This room only has one bed.”
“Yeah.” When Tyler’s eyes met hers, she knew he knew what she was asking.
He looked at Nick. Nick looked at him. They both looked back at her.
Chapter Eight
In the space of seconds, about a million thoughts ran through Kaelin’s head.
They were gay. They were a gay couple. Once in high school there’d been a crazy rumor about them, but she’d completely disregarded it because of Tyler’s reputation with girls. They’d both dated lots of girls. Girls had been after both of them, all the time, but especially Tyler. She’d seen them together naked, but that didn’t mean anything. But what other explanation could there be for sharing a bed? She was pretty sure two straight guys wouldn’t share a bed. A hotel room maybe, but not a bed. Or would they? But after the things they’d just done with her, how could they…?
Confusion muddled her thinking as she watched them, waiting for them to say something.
“It’s complicated,” Tyler finally said, and took a swig of water from a bottle.
She stared at him. “Complicated?”
“As in, hard to explain.”
She shook her head. If they were gay, how would she feel about that? Her chest tightened. “I guess it’s none of my business,” she finally managed to say.
“Fuck,” Tyler muttered, swiping a hand over his face.
“I’d say after what just happened here, it kind of is your business,” Nick said quietly.
“It doesn’t matter,” she said. Because really, it didn’t. This was one crazy night of being bad. Their relationship with each other made no difference to her. But another thought intruded. Had she made them do something they hadn’t wanted to? Oh, that was just a bit humiliating.
Tyler sighed and ran his hand through his hair. “Nick and I started fooling around in high school,” he said, and she kept her jaw from dropping at the admission. Holy crap. “I don’t even know if we can explain it. We both like girls too.”
“I think we just wanted sex all the time,” Nick added dryly.
“Actually, I think it might have had something to do with knowing how freakin’ pissed off my parents would be if they found out.” Tyler grimaced. “At least at first.”
Oh lord. That was
so
Tyler, the bad-boy rebel. Wow. She kept listening.
“Neither of us has ever been with any other guy,” Tyler told her. “It’s just a…thing we have. With each other.”
Kaelin caught a flicker of something on Nick’s face. What was that? It almost looked like pain. She studied him as he shaped his expression back into neutral and met her eyes. He gave her a small smile and a shrug. “See? It’s complicated.”
“Uh-huh.”
Her heartbeat kicked up a notch and her breath quickened.
“Does that disgust you?” Tyler asked, looking fully prepared for her to say yes.
She considered his question. No, she wasn’t disgusted. Whatever she was feeling was nowhere even close to disgust. A bit confused maybe, a bit shocked. She looked back and forth between them. And realized she also felt intrigued. Even…aroused.
“So,” she said. “What happened tonight wasn’t just you taking pity on me in my crazy desire to be bad. I mean, you were actually…” She lost her search for the right words.
Tyler’s expression turned fierce. “Jesus, Kaelin. We were fucking
hot
for you. Couldn’t you tell that?”
“Um, well, I thought you were, but…”
“Don’t even doubt that, Kaelin.” Nick leaned toward her. “I told you…I want you too.”
She went soft and liquid inside at his words, and at the intense expression on Tyler’s face when he’d said they’d been hot for her. “Um. Okay.”
Tyler tossed aside an empty chip bag and screwed the cap back onto the bottle of water. He dropped it to the carpet beside the bed and moved purposefully toward her, and her heart sped up. Kneeling in front of her, he tipped up her chin and kissed her mouth. Hard.
After a few seconds of stunned inertia, the kiss changed as Kaelin opened for him and his mouth gentled on hers, his tongue licking inside her mouth. When he drew back they were both breathing hard. Nick moved off the bed briefly and then back in for another kiss. Kaelin lifted one hand and laid it on Tyler’s chest, let the other rest on Nick’s shoulder as the kiss deepened and grew hotter. Her pussy ached again and her skin started to tingle everywhere.
Nick reached for her and pulled her toward him, onto his lap, now naked, one hand on her hip, one in her hair and they kissed over and over in long, drugging kisses. Then her pulse skyrocketed when she felt Tyler’s lips on her back. Heat rushed through her body and her head went light and fell back. Nick kissed her throat, small suckling kisses, moving down, resting on the pulse fluttering wildly at the base of her throat, then lower still. Her breasts ached to be touched, her nipples tingling points of sensation, while Tyler’s lips on her back trailed streamers of pleasure over every nerve ending. Tyler’s mouth moved lower too, until it came to rest at the base of her spine, his tongue licking her sensitive skin there. Her butt clenched, her entire body awash in a shimmer of erotic heat edged with a dark thrill and forbidden ecstasy.
When Nick took a nipple in her mouth, she couldn’t stop the needy noise that escaped her throat, his lips tugging a streak of pleasure from nipple to pussy. Tyler’s mouth at the base of her spine had her lifting up from Nick’s lap in a wanton invitation which he accepted, kissing her butt cheeks. The thrill went beyond words, the wickedness of it tearing through her.
She whimpered.
Nick shifted them on the bed, which meant Tyler’s mouth left her skin and she whimpered again, but Nick stretched out on the bed on his back with her lying on top of him. He took her hair in big fistfuls of it and held her head as he kissed her mouth again, her breasts cushioned against his hard chest, while Tyler resumed his naughty exploration of her backside. His nips with his teeth jolted her, his tongue soothed, and his fingers joined in the tour, tickling her where butt cheeks joined her thighs, where she was so sensitive she twitched and moaned at his touch.
“Babe, you are so hot,” Tyler whispered from behind her.
Nick’s cock throbbed hot and hard between them and the ache in her pussy made her move against him longingly, seeking what he had that could ease it. And then Tyler’s fingers were there, slipping between her thighs, finding the liquid center of her.
“Hot,” he murmured, stroking and dipping. “So hot, sweet baby.”
“Mmm.” She hummed her agreement as Nick’s hands moved to her hips to lift her. When Tyler took hold of Nick’s cock, she thought she might explode with heat and lust. At first she thought Tyler was jacking Nick, and that was hot, so hot, but then she realized he was rolling a condom onto Nick. They were both thoughtful and responsible that way, which caused a rush of emotion inside her. Then Tyler held Nick’s cock while Nick lowered her onto it, and when his thickness filled her she moaned and buried her face into the side of Nick’s neck.
“Oh, Kaelin.” Nick’s whisper held awe and heat. “You feel incredible. God…”
Tyler’s wicked fingers lingered on her pussy as Nick filled her deeper and deeper, the sweetest friction inside her. And then Tyler trailed his wet fingers back and up, over the pucker of her rear entrance. She gasped against Nick’s neck. His hands stroked up her back and tunneled into her hair again.
“S’okay, sweetheart.” He turned his face and found her mouth with his.
Oh, this was so bad, so wanton, so incredibly hot and erotic. But she’d gone this far, she might as well turn herself over to it, let the pleasure consume her, let Tyler and Nick show her how bad she could be.
Nick rolled her to her back, still inside her, moved over her, in her, the friction of his flesh inside her a sweet swelling pleasure. And now Tyler was caressing Nick, kneeling behind him, his hands on his hips, his back, his ass. Tyler’s face looking down at both of them was dark and tight, his eyes hot and heavy as his gaze moved from her face to Nick’s body and back.
Nick made a noise deep in his throat and she knew Tyler had touched him, but she couldn’t see what exactly he was doing. But Nick’s body was going tight, his head went back, teeth gritted. “Oh Jesus,” he gasped. “Tyler.”
She thought she might pass out from the excitement of it, drowning, swept away, imagining Tyler’s hands on Nick’s balls, his thighs, his ass. Was he…oh she couldn’t even think it, it was so erotic and wicked, and she longed to see what he was doing to Nick that was giving him so much pleasure.
Nick rubbed his rough face over her cheek, kissed her temple and moved over her, hands in her hair again, groaning his pleasure, thrusting, pushing up into her, finding that place, rubbing against her sensitive clit. It was there, right there, so close and she gasped and strained toward it until it burst over her in a shower of sparks and light. She cried out, pushed against him, pulsing around him and then he came too. She wrapped her arms around his big, sweat-dampened body and held him tight as shudders racked him, aware that Tyler was there, smiling, stroking and when she opened her eyes and met his, so searingly erotic, her whole body tightened in more hard pulses.
They lay there, the three of them, in the bed side by side, Kaelin in the middle. Tyler’s heart still thudded and that was just from watching.
They’d had threesomes, shared girls, but never like this. They’d never let go with a girl like that. Maybe because it was Kaelin and they trusted her and were both probably still at least half in love with her. Shit. He rubbed his face and kept his hand over his eyes.
“Tyler.”
“Yeah.” His voice was scratchy.
“Why do you go to such lengths to annoy your parents?”
Jesus. He kept his eyes covered while he processed that. “I don’t go to great lengths,” he finally said. “It seems to happen no matter what I do.”
She shifted toward him, half on top of him, and looked at him. She pushed his arm away and he let her, because keeping it there would have looked stupid. “That’s not true,” she said quietly. “You just told me that one of the reasons you and Nick…er, did what you did was to piss them off. That’s pretty extreme, I’d say.”
Tyler stared into her soft brown eyes. Hell. He felt as if she was looking right inside him and it made him want to cover his eyes again. “I only half meant that. They don’t even know about us.”
“Well, explain that half then. Why?”
“Oh hell, Kaelin. You can figure it out.”
Her eyebrows slanted down and her pretty lips pursed. “No, I really can’t.”
He so did not want to talk about this.
“It’s not that big a deal,” he finally said. “My parents worshiped Avery, thought she could do no wrong. I was always a disappointment to them, because I wasn’t like her. I didn’t do that great in school. I was good at sports, but not good enough to satisfy them. They wanted both their kids to be getting awards, to be perfect. When I wasn’t perfect, they didn’t want anything to do with me. But when I got in trouble they were right there, all over that. After a while, I gave up trying to be as good as Avery. And I just tried to be….bad.”
“Oh.” Kaelin breathed out a soft sigh. “I see.”
He closed his eyes against the sympathy on her face and leaned back against the headboard, the covers pulled over his hips. Kaelin propped herself up on her elbows to look at him. “It’s not that complicated,” he added. “Typical sibling rivalry.”
“But you and Avery get along fine.”
“We do now. When I was younger, I blamed her. Then one time she stuck up for me with Mom and Dad, and I knew it wasn’t her fault. She was my big sister and she tried to look out for me, even though I was pretty much bent on self-destruction.”
Kaelin nodded thoughtfully. She glanced at Nick, who’d turned onto his side and rested his head on one hand while he listened. “I guess I get it,” she said.
“I was the loser younger brother,” Tyler added, hating the bitterness that edged his voice. He’d thought he was long over this, but this trip home had resurfaced a whole lot of crap. “The one who was never good enough. The one who embarrassed my parents constantly.”
“Not that that would take much,” Kaelin said dryly, and he looked at her with surprise. Their gazes connected and she smiled. “Your parents are pretty obsessed with their image in the community.”
“No shit,” Tyler said. His smile went crooked.
“For what it’s worth, I never thought you were a loser,” she told him softly. “Even when you were Avery’s little brother, I was totally intimidated by you.”
He snorted. “Intimidated?”
“You were super cool,” she said. “I envied you because you did whatever you wanted and didn’t seem to care what people thought.”
Tyler studied her pretty face, lifted a hand to push a long strand of hair back. “That kind of thoughtless disregard isn’t something to admire.”
“It was for me. You know how I am. I envied you for that. But when you made fun of me, I felt like a mouse, timid and afraid to do anything.”