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“How can you be so sure of that, Con?”
“You said she loved me, and I know she loves you.” He shrugged his shoulder. “She gets it. She gets whatever this is between the three of us.”
“I feel like I’m cheating on her.”
Yeah, he’d thought the same the first time it was just the two of them, even after they’d agreed to have one-on-one time with each other. Katy had insisted on it, saying there were three two-way relationships which needed to blossom and stand on their own, as well as the one that involved all of them.
Connor moved over to his bag and pulled out a pair of clean briefs, sliding them up his legs. This wasn’t a conversation to have naked. Emotions were raw enough—they didn’t need to be starkers too. “Has it worried you in the past when Katy and I were together, just the two of us?”
“No, but—”
“It didn’t bother me when it was just you two, either,” Connor interrupted. “So what’s the difference?”
“I knew that you were together? I knew that you were goin’ out on a date with her? I knew what your relationship involved? Iknewabout the two of you. She doesn’t have any idea of what I wanna do to you, Con.” With every statement framed as a question, Levi’s voice rose. He’d started pacing again too. Even preoccupied, his reaction times were still lightning quick, catching the clean pair of boxer shorts Connor had plucked from his dresser drawer and tossed to him to distract Levi from the tirade.
“So talk to her. She’ll be back soon, you can explain it. We can do it together if you want.”
“And if she says no?”
“I’m positive she won’t. I get that you’re scared. I’m freakin’ out too, but I know what I want.” Connor paused. He had to do it, but the admission wasn’t easy. “And it’s not just Katy.”
“Katy should be enough. Sheisenough. She always will be.” Levi’s voice rose, ringing through the quiet house.
Connor blocked his path, standing in Levi’s personal space. He needed to make it clear, to put it out there. Levi had to understand. His words came out low, but strong, confident. “But I’m a greedy bastard, and I want both of you.”
“How is this even gonna work?” Levi tossed his arms up in the air and sidestepped him. “I need to know. I can’t give up everything that’s important to me for—”
“For what? Me?” Connor interrupted, his own voice raised too. “I’m sorry I don’t stack up to your expectations.” He’d put himself out there, gone so far out of his comfort zone that he was walking the plank. He’d been hoping for amnesty—a lifeline to pull him back—but Levi’s words were the final kick sending him plunging into shark infested waters, to a world full of hurt. Ashamed that his voice cracked, that he couldn’t keep the emotions tightly bottled up inside himself anymore, Connor murmured, “I thought if I was good enough for Katy, I might be good enough for you. I can see that I was wrong.” Swiping his cheeks with the back of his hand he added, “I’ll save you making the decision, Lee.”
Connor bent down to grab his bag. Any other clothes he had there would be staying. He wasn’t going to stick around to pack properly. He’d barely hefted the bag onto his shoulder when a force out of nowhere barrelled into him. Like a back-rower in a footy match, Levi crash-tackled him, sending him tumbling into the wall and pinning him there.
“Listen, and just for once, don’t run,” Levi growled, pressing his palm against Connor’s back, pushing his chest against the wall. His bag was yanked off his shoulder and tossed to the floor before the heat of Levi’s body blanketed him. When Levi ran his tongue along Connor’s throat up to his earlobe and nipped it, Connor shuddered, an achingly hard erection tenting his briefs. “I can’t risk everything that’s important to me for an experiment. I want you for more than that. I need you to be sure.”
The heat of his body was gone. It had Connor turning, searching for him. Levi hadn’t gone far. Chest heaving, eyes wild, he looked like a predator, like he would consume Connor if given half the chance. Gazes colliding, they stared at each other for long moments, until Connor’s feet moved of their own accord, launching himself into Levi’s arms. The second they touched skin on skin, Connor wished he hadn’t gotten partially dressed.
Levi twisted him, tossing him onto the bed like he weighed nothing and crawled up over him. It was the sexiest fucking thing Connor had ever witnessed. Rippling, bulging muscle hovered above him, his best friend’s face mere inches from his own. But he was more than that too—Connor had lusted over this man, had yearned with his very being to touch him, to love him. And now he could.
He reached out and trailed his fingertips over Levi’s pecs, down over his washboard abs. Flicking his gaze lower, Connor watched Levi’s semi harden, but resisted reaching for it. Instead, he slid his hands back up to clutch Levi’s shoulder and reach around to the back of his neck, pulling him close. Levi didn’t resist, lowering himself until their bodies were aligned, every inch touching. All he had to do was reach up and press their lips together, but Levi had him pinned, his gaze searing into Connor. He stared at the man before him, taking in details—the fine laugh lines around his eyes, the freckles along his nose—that he’d never seen so close before. But when Levi’s tongue snuck out between those plump lips, licking the bottom one, Connor lost all self-control. Closing the last of the distance between them, Connor kissed him like a man possessed. There were no gentle glides of lips and tongues against each other. It was desperate, primal. Instinctively, Connor spread his legs, nestling Levi between them and moaned when their cocks aligned. Unable to stop himself, Connor touched every inch of Levi he could reach—the broad planes of his back, down his spine to his ass to mould the perfect globes and back up his sides, to his pecs. Pinching the flat discs of Levi’s nipples had the other man gasping and thrusting his hips forward in a dance as old as time itself. Connor couldn’t help his chuckle when Levi’s pained moan sounded.
His laugh was cut short when Levi dragged his strong hand down Connor’s body and lifted his leg, wrapping it around his hips. Connor hooked his other leg up too and cried out as Levi punched his hips forward, grinding hard against him. Tongues duelling and teeth clashing, hands clutching and grasping at each other, had Connor riding a wave of endorphins. He was high on this man, addicted in a way he’d never been before. And the sensation was so freeing—finally experiencing who he’d known he was deep down all along. This wasn’t some experiment or question about his sexuality. This was Connor. He was bisexual, had been his whole life. He’d just never admitted it. Had never needed or wanted to, because the only man he’d ever dreamed of having was apparently straight. He’d never been happier to have been so utterly wrong.
Giddy, Connor laughed, holding Levi tighter as the other man licked and nipped at his throat. “I’m not doin’ it right if you’re laughing,” Levi grumbled, biting him harder.
“You’re doin’ everything right, Lee,” he whispered before capturing the other man’s mouth again. “Let me touch you,” Connor begged. With Levi’s nod, Connor snaked his hand between their bodies, yanking down his underwear before wrapping his callused hand around Levi’s length and stroking. A strangled moan sounded from the other man, which turned into a full-body shudder when Connor aligned their cocks again. The precum leaking from each of them lubricated their way a little, but not enough.
“Fuuuck,” Levi cursed before pulling away. “Get those damn jocks off, Con. We need lube.” Connor didn’t need to be told twice. Lifting his hips, he shimmied out of his underwear and kicked them off while Levi reached over to the side table and rummaged around in the drawer until he found what he was looking for. It was only a second before Levi was settling himself between Connor’s spread legs again, squirting the gel-like substance on Connor’s outstretched hand.
Reaching up, Connor pulled Levi back down to him. Resting on an outstretched arm, Levi’s muscles bulged before him, but there wasn’t even a minor shake in his locked position. With his slick hand, Connor stroked Levi’s cock against his own. Connor hummed at the sensation—hard against satiny smooth, heat and the cool of the lube. It turned into a drawn-out moan when Levi’s hand joined his own, jacking them together.
He couldn’t believe what was happening—that he had Levi in his arms, loving him. His touch, his smell, his weight pressing Connor into the bed, surrounded him. He was on sensation overload. They were better together than he ever thought possible, better than he ever dreamed.Fuck, I hope I’m not wrong about Katy. What if I am and the shit hits the fan? I could never be enough for him.The more he thought, the more he worried. Connor’s cock softened a little, but Levi doubled his efforts, growling at him, “Stop thinking. Just be with me. Lemme fuck you into the mattress. Blow with me, take what we both need.” Connor griped their cocks tighter as a surge of heat washed over him at Levi’s words.He wants me. He wants this. He wants to fuck me.
The words tumbled from his mouth as every dirty dream he’d ever had about Levi flashed before Connor’s closed eyes. “I want your cock buried in my arse. I wanna feel you balls deep in me, fucking me until I shout your name. I wanna feel Katy’s mouth on both our sacks, around mine sucking me off while you fuck me. I want you to ride me. To own me.”
“Oh fuck, yeah.” Levi shuddered, thrusting hard against Connor once more, before his dick pulsed and he shouted Connor’s name. Thick ropes of cum jetted onto Connor’s abs and chest, the slick heat lubing the way and tossing him over the edge. Connor choked out a cry as his orgasm swept through him. An explosion of sensation barrelling through him like a herd of buffalo, he shot stream after stream of cum onto his belly, mixing and mingling with Levi’s load. Watching him with awe in his eyes, Levi’s arm gave out and he crashed onto Connor’s chest and rolled them to the side. He loved the contrast between Levi and Katy—her soft, tiny body compared with Levi’s hard muscles and much heavier weight. He loved it, loved the connection he shared with them too.
“I wanna wash you, Con. Take care of you.”
“I wanna blow you,” Connor blurted out, making Levi’s cock twitch between their bodies.
